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

She and that Old Ancestor Tianyang only dared to talk.

Although she was a Golden Core cultivator and Ancestor Tianyang was a Nascent Soul cultivator, they were only one level apart.

However, they are worlds apart.

When Ancestor Tianyang came down, the pressure he deliberately released had already rendered her unable to move.

If Yuwen Donghai hadn't intervened to save me, I probably wouldn't have been able to dodge his inner core.

Even if they don't die, they'll be seriously injured.

"I don't know if you would be willing to come to our Yuwen family."

Yuwen Donghai extended an olive branch.

"Thank you, True Lord, I am willing."

Song Qingyou was grateful. At this moment, Yuwen Donghai's words undoubtedly declared that the Yuwen family stood behind her.

Such a great kindness will surely be repaid in the future.

"I won't be so shameless as to say that if you become my disciple, since you and Wuji are good friends, you can get along well and cultivate together in the future."

Yuwen Donghai laughed heartily.

Song Qingyou nodded in agreement.

The final winner of the sect competition was Song Qingyou, who was rewarded with 10,000 spirit stones and the right to adventure in the secret realm afterwards.

After Song Qingyou took the spirit stones, she went directly back to the Yuwen family with Yuwen Wuji.

The Yuwen family was very hospitable and provided them with a secluded courtyard filled with spiritual energy.

As soon as Song Qingyou moved in, she set up an array and went into the space to cultivate.

"Why didn't you say a word when Black Dragon was outside?"

Song Qingyou sensed something was wrong.

Even when you, Ancestor Tianyang, were close by, it was still trembling.

This isn't like Heilong's style.

Although her cultivation level was vastly different from that of True Person Tianyang, it was clearly because of Black Dragon's inner fear that she herself became even more timid.

After all, they are one.

"I sensed a trace of evil energy within that Master Tianyang's body. It was an indescribable feeling, very strange, yet it made me feel involuntarily afraid."

The black dragon was still wrapped around Song Qingyou's wrist, and her voice was somewhat weak.

It seems they haven't quite shaken off that atmosphere yet.

Song Qingyou also sensed the fear and unease in the Black Dragon's heart, and was also very puzzled as to what kind of ghost this Heavenly Yang True Man was.

How could the black dragon be so afraid?

"Let's not worry about that now, we'll deal with it when it happens!"

Song Qingyou said that it was pointless to talk about these things now.

We should focus on cultivating first; being anxious now is useless.

"it is good!"

Even the black dragon was able to gradually close its eyes because of her calmness.

Song Qingyou immediately entered into cultivation. Every second was incredibly precious and could not be wasted.

She has no time to waste.

For some reason, what the black dragon had just said still made her uneasy.

I always feel a little uneasy.

It feels like something is about to go off track.

Heilong closed his eyes to rest for half a day before opening them again and finding Song Qingyou quietly cultivating.

It took a deep breath and began to cultivate as well.

Suddenly it realized that it hadn't made any wrong choices back then.

Regardless, her state of mind is truly unmatched by anyone else.

Time flies when cultivating immortality; three months have passed.

The Joyful Realm has opened, and Song Qingyou has also left the space.

In just three months, or ninety years, Song Qingyou's cultivation level jumped from the Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage.

On the day of the Nascent Soul's formation, a peaceful atmosphere prevailed above the Yuwen Mansion.