Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Ning Qingyou looked at the sect leader and then cupped her hands in greeting.

"How can such a promising talent be without a mentor!"

A deep voice suddenly rang out from the air, making everyone's nerves feel even more acute.

The sect leader and the others were all very surprised and looked at the sky.

All the disciples present looked extremely surprised.

At this moment, a man with completely white hair, dressed in a spotless Taoist robe, slowly descended from the sky.

He was handsome, and his aura was naturally commanding.

He landed on the high platform, his expression indifferent.

"Uncle-Master, why are you out here?"

The sect leader and the others all knelt down.

The surrounding disciples also knelt down one after another. They all said that although their sect did not have many people, it stood firm in the cultivation world because their sect had a Nascent Soul expert, who was said to be in the late Nascent Soul stage.

All the disciples were deeply shocked. So this is what the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator looks like.

Just standing here, one can't help but submit.

"Are you Ning Qingyou?"

He walked up to Ning Qingyou and asked,

"It's the disciple!"

Ning Qingyou raised her head and looked at him.

"How about becoming my apprentice?"

he asked.

The entire place fell silent. There were quite a few people who had been panting heavily when they saw the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Hearing these words from the Nascent Soul cultivator, he was truly terrified and couldn't even breathe.

They wanted to see what choice Ning Qingyou would make. Didn't she really like practicing seclusion?

If you're so capable, then don't choose that option.

The sect leader and the others were also very puzzled.

If it were their martial uncle who made Ning Qingyou become his disciple, then their relationship with Ning Qingyou would be that of martial brother and sister.

After thinking for a moment, the sect leader's face darkened, and the faces of the other elders also darkened.

"Are you willing!?"

He stood tall and asked another question, his eyes and brows carrying a chilling aura.

"I have an ice spirit root, and so do you. Becoming my disciple will definitely bring you many benefits."

Even fearing that Ning Qingyou wouldn't choose him, he increased his stakes.

Everyone else, upon hearing that a Nascent Soul cultivator had acted this way, looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Holy crap, for some reason, they actually thought Ning Qingyou would refuse.

Ning Qingyou was originally going to refuse, but at this moment she received his secret message.

"it is good!"

Ning Qingyou agreed, and the others seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

After feeling relieved, I was also confused as to why they did this.

"Alright, I don't like formalities, and neither does my disciple. I'll just say it here and now, she's my disciple."

He said something and then glanced at Ning Qingyou.

Ning Qingyou immediately understood and quickly called out "Master".

"Congratulations, Martial Uncle! Congratulations, Junior Sister!"

Although the sect leader had a smile on his face, his heart was bleeding. He had wanted to take Ning Qingyou as his disciple ever since she came in.

I really didn't expect that.

I wanted to take you as my apprentice, but you wanted to be my junior sister.

"Let's go!!!"

With a flick of his sleeve, he and Ning Qingyou vanished.

Everyone on the platform was astonished.

This is amazing! So this is what a Nascent Soul stage expert is like—waving his hand and leaving without a trace.