This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Spring goes and autumn comes in the mortal world, but the scenery of Canglan Mountain seems to be unaffected by time and remains as clear as ever: the mountaintop is covered with white snow and is shrouded by thunderclouds all year round; the mountainside is lush with vegetation, and spiritual birds and animals are active in the mountains, giving it the appearance of a fairy mountain and blessed land. It is on such a majestic mountain that the Canglan Sword Sect, a fairy sect inherited from ancient times, was established on a mountain as steep as a sword's edge.

An Ling had just finished her trip down the mountain and returned to the sect on a sword with Murong Ziqiu and Wu Baiquan.

"How are we going to eat so many radishes?" Wu Baiquan touched his storage ring filled with white radishes, with a worried look on his face.

An Ling smiled and said, "It's okay. We can steam or cook it. If that doesn't work, we can just eat it raw." She raised her finger and pointed at her storage ring, "But the pork here won't last long."

The three of them sighed in unison, but the smiles on their faces showed their happiness that could not be concealed, because although they did not need to eat, these were the kindness of the people. They helped the residents of the town solve the plague caused by zombies and saved many lives. These were the kindness of the people that could not be refused, so how could they be unhappy?

Two years have passed since Master Black Mist tied himself to the Tower of Babel. During these two years, nothing major has happened on the surface, and everything continues to run according to the original trajectory, as if the previous tension with the Tianqiong Sect was just a child's play.

An Ling was no longer entangled in various troubles. In the past two years, she has been practicing and studying seriously in the Canglan Sword Sect. Occasionally, she would take on demon-killing missions with Murong Ziqiu and others, and go down the mountain to help the people. Her life was quite fulfilling.

"I only need one more mission to exchange for the swordsmanship left by Senior Li." An Ling calculated her contribution to the sect and couldn't help but be excited. She worked hard to attend classes and take missions, and helped Elder Mu Qing take care of the spiritual field, all for the purpose of learning the "Wanfa Meteor Sword", a swordsmanship that seemed to be related to the Broken Star. According to the sect leader who was hiding in the Moxiang Pavilion, this swordsmanship was Li Wanjian's lifelong learning and it condensed all his insights into the way of the sword. Since An Ling had already inherited the Broken Star, she might as well go all the way and learn all of Li Wanjian's swordsmanship.

At that time, An Ling still had a longing for her master Yu Lang. She wanted to learn Yu Lang's skills, but when the sect master heard her say that, he looked at her as if she was a fool. He said faintly: "Have you forgotten what kind of person your master is? Would she have nothing to do but study swordsmanship? She spends her free time doing things everywhere!"

"It shouldn't be that serious," An Ling said with shame, "Master taught me his unique sword technique 'Dielang Sword Technique' before."

The Sect Master glanced at An Ling calmly, "That was something she created temporarily when I caught her causing trouble everywhere. Although it has great potential and can defeat the strong with the weak if used properly, it has almost no changes. It is only suitable for sneak attacks or fighting with others. When it comes to real battles, how can she only use one sword? Moreover, her sword skills are too dependent on spiritual power, which is quite suitable for you now, but our Sword Sect has a principle that disciples of the Sword Sect must not only learn magic, but also practice martial arts."

An Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she thought of Qi Yunqi, the martial arts genius she had met in Tianxing Mansion. "Master, what do you think of the future of martial arts? If a mortal practices martial arts and reaches the peak, will he be stronger than a cultivator?"

"How should I know? In all these years, Daxuan has not seen a true martial arts genius." The sect leader slowly turned a page of the book. "But our sword sect is based on martial arts. Apart from the lack of spiritual power, how are we worse than cultivators? If one day, the spiritual power of the whole world is gone, then the world of martial arts will be ruled by us."

"We have already learned it, so why not practice both together? 'Canglan Sword Sect', as the name suggests, is a sect that uses swords. Sword is martial arts. Ever since our founder founded the sect, we have had an inseparable connection with martial arts."

"The Wanfa Liuxing Sword is a new sword technique created by Wan Jian by combining his lifelong martial arts experience and integrating sword intent with magic. However, this sword technique has high requirements for qualifications. One must not only understand martial arts, but also have the ability to comprehend sword intent. Therefore, over the years, only one or two young people have mastered it. Li Feiling, who lives next door to you, is one of them."

"I've been presenting awards to him on the stage every day these years. I'm almost tired of seeing his dead eyes. If you try to defeat him this year, I'll personally give you the title of Sword Master."

"Hahaha... That's not necessary..." An Ling recalled the first time she met Senior Brother Li Feiling, who loved farming. His two mother-and-child swords appeared directly on her neck as if they were teleporting, and she couldn't react at all. So Senior Brother Li is so strong? Fortunately, he didn't really think of himself as a spy, otherwise he would definitely not be able to escape at all.

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"Alas, the world is so unfair. How can someone be so talented and hardworking at the same time?" Wu Baiquan lamented. "Little Junior Sister, you really put too much pressure on a jerk like me."

"Brother, if I don't practice hard, I might die next time." An Ling explained helplessly.

"No, no, that's not what I meant," Wu Baiquan apologized quickly, "I was just praising you. How great it would be if the guy with double pupils was here, he can talk much better than me!"

From the initial group of five people, it has become three people, and naturally a lot of things have happened in the process.

Murong Ziqiu shook his head and sighed, "Everyone has their own lives. Perhaps it is inevitable that we will be together less and apart more."

"Senior Brother Lu and Senior Sister Shao...are they really not coming back?" An Ling couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of the joy in the past.

"Given the situation at your senior sister's home...it's impossible for her to completely abandon the dozens of lives of her family and only care about her own happiness. If she really did such a thing, I would feel that she has become a person I don't recognize." Murong Ziqiu said.

"She is so unlucky to be born in such a family." An Ling shook her head.

"What's so unlucky about that?" explained Murong Ziqiu, who was also from an aristocratic family. "She has been protected by her family since she was young. How many benefits have she gained from it? How many detours has she avoided compared to poor children? There is no such thing as a gift for nothing in the world. Since she has received benefits from the family, she should naturally contribute to the prosperity of the family."

He continued, "If the Murong family requires me to give up my current life, even if it means going mining, I will not complain."

"Brother, you have been PUA'd to such an extent that your contribution to the family has become a kind of blind loyalty," An Ling could not help but retort, "If you learn something in the Sword Sect, you can return to the family to suppress local scoundrels. Wouldn't your contribution to the family be better than marrying or mining?"

Murong Ziqiu just smiled and shook his head without answering.

When he was about to enter the sect's formation, the communication symbol on his chest suddenly became hot. After Murong Ziqiu took it out, he felt that it was a message from Shao Shuang'er, so he unfolded it in front of An Ling and Wu Baiquan.

The talisman burned to ashes, green smoke floated into the sky, and slowly condensed into a holographic image of Shao Shuang'er.

Shao Shuang'er said: "Hello everyone, I am ready to go back to the sect."