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

When Song Qingyou heard him say that, she understood.

The black dragon was originally trapped inside the iron ring. Someone broke the seal, and it recognized that person as its master, merging with that person. Only then could it follow that person to the True Spirit Realm and then to the Primordial Spirit Realm.

In the story, its master is Long Aotian, and in the end, Long Aotian stands at the top of the clouds, so it naturally stands at the highest point as well.

Now I have to defeat Long Aotian and then stand on top with him... Why do I feel so much pressure?

"You are very strong, you must believe in yourself."

Suddenly, Heilong delivered a motivational speech.

It then transformed into a thin strand, wrapping around Song Qingyou's wrist.

Believe in yourself!!

A dazzling light burst forth from his dark pupils.

It was because she believed in herself that she dared to sell her soul; it was because she believed in herself that she dared to venture into each storyline alone.

She wanted that last chance, that chance to redeem her family.

With her resolve strengthened, Song Qingyou closed her eyes and began to cultivate.

The black dragon encircling Song Qingyou's wrist also lit up.

Although it didn't know why Song Qingyou suddenly had such strong confidence.

But it's a good thing for both of them.

At that moment, the black dragon also coiled around her wrist and began to cultivate, drawing upon the continuous spiritual energy emanating from her body.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in no time.

Half a month outside is equivalent to fifteen years of cultivation inside the space.

The space is filled with all sorts of rare and exotic plants, and its spiritual energy is naturally abundant.

Song Qingyou was learning an ancient method that the Black Dragon brought from the Yuanling Realm, so her cultivation was even more powerful, allowing her to soar to great heights.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Song Qingyou emerged from the space feeling refreshed, waved her hand to deactivate the array plate, and opened the door.

"Half a month has passed, and Fellow Daoist Song has already become a Golden Core cultivator."

Yuwen Wuji was so surprised his jaw almost dropped.

He had been cultivating diligently himself, so why wasn't his cultivation as extraordinary as the other's? For a moment, Yuwen Wuji was also eager to know what Song Qingyou's spiritual root was.

“I have a spirit-gathering array plate on hand. Fellow Daoist Yuwen, you may take it and use it.”

As she spoke, Song Qingyou tossed a small array plate over.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Yuwen Wuji accepted it and thanked Song Qingyou profusely.

Song Qingyou smiled.

The spiritual energy gathered by this array plate, although not comparable to that in the space, is still several times better than what he usually absorbs.

"Fellow Daoist Yuwen, what brings you here today?"

Song Qingyou asked again.

"Tomorrow is the day of the academy's grand competition. This is Fellow Daoist Song's plaque."

Yuwen Wuji presented a token.

"Thank you!"

Song Qingyou took the token.

"I'm going to start my cultivation now. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeve and the door was closed again.

Yuwen Wuji stood in front of Song Qingyou's door for a long time before finally revealing a relieved smile.

I had originally thought that Fellow Daoist Song and he were a good match, and it would be good for them to cultivate together.

But now it turns out they're not even on the same level.

I was simply too short-sighted.

We must not reveal anything in front of Fellow Daoist Song again.

Thinking about Song Qingyou's cultivation speed, Yuwen Wuji was quite envious, but he knew that spiritual roots were very important.