Ling Shaoyu waved his hand.
"I'm just joking."
At that moment, Song Qingxue suddenly said,
"Hey, look, the Heavenly Pillar of Innate Talent below has been lit up."
"Let me see, it really is! Not bad, not bad. Brother Ning, it seems that your Ning family will reap a few rewards this time."
Ning Zhiyuan nodded, not very concerned. To the dignified Ning family, one or two existences who could become gods in the future were far from a rare fortune.
Not to mention the Ning family's direct line of descent, even some branch families could cultivate gods.
The martial arts experts of the Ning family who came here were just a drop in the bucket, and they were the weakest batch.
However, at that moment, Song Qingxue cried out in surprise.