This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling flew over the Sky Gate on her sword along with everyone from the Sword Sect and truly entered the Sky Dome Sect.

An Ling followed at the end of the team and originally wanted to keep a low profile, but she never expected that familiar malice would appear behind her like a thorn in her back, causing her to frown.

Who was still staring at her? Following behind Canglan Sword Sect, besides a few "fairy" attendants from the Sky Dome Sect, there were only people from Rulu Temple and Wan Yao Valley. Wait, Wan Yao Valley?

An Ling suddenly realized that she was still standing on the Broken Star inherited from Li Wanjian. The reason why the Broken Star was called the Evil Sword was because Li Wanjian used it to slaughter many cultivators, especially the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Valley who had a grudge against him. Perhaps, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley behind her should have irreconcilable conflicts with Li Wanjian.

She smiled bitterly. As expected, whether she accepted Shattered Star voluntarily or was forced to do so, she would have to bear the consequences of Li Wanjian, including the hatred caused by him. Shattered Star was not obedient and refused to let An Ling fly with the Xiangzhu Sword. As a result, An Ling was hated by the people of Wan Yao Valley before she even stepped into the gate of Tianqiong Sect.

"Forget it, let's just make the best of it. Now the broken stars are bound to me. Even if I talk till my lips are worn out, I'm afraid no one will be willing to listen to my explanation... Senior Li, Senior Li, your existence has really permeated my entire life of cultivating immortals..." An Ling shook her head, silently remembered these things in her heart, and then

She had to be on guard at all times. If the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Valley wanted to defeat her in the arena, that would be fine, but the most worrying thing was that they would use shady tricks behind her back, which was something that was hard to guard against.

An Ling's entire life has been constantly pushed forward by something. In the past, it was to bring news to Canglan Sword Sect. Later, it became to escort Qi Yun and Qin Lanzhi, mother and daughter, to Tianxing. Then, there was the magical experience related to the fragments of the Heavenly Dao. Until now, she was forced to become the person in the "prophecy", and she seemed to have no choice in this.

Qian Ping looked past the bald heads of the monks and stared at An Ling's back nervously. He was still trembling as he sat on the fat fox. He was afraid that this woman would be like the devil back then and massacre everyone with her evil sword, just like the bloody incident back then...

His thin body curled up in the fox's fur made him look particularly young, not at all like an adult. Qian Ping even began to think darkly that if he suddenly attacked this man now, even if it meant sacrificing his life, it would be considered as doing justice for the heavens.

Various ways of An Ling's death kept appearing in his mind, dark and brutal, but he was really an inexperienced man, and his murderous intentions had been exposed to the point where almost everyone knew about it.

Li Feiling deliberately fell behind a few steps and reminded An Ling through voice transmission: "Watch out for the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. One of them has murderous intent."

An Ling sighed and replied in the same voice transmission: "I understand. Thank you for your reminder, Senior Brother."

"..." Li Feiling held it in for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but he held it back and continued to follow the team in silence.

An Ling didn't take it seriously. After all, that was Li Feiling, the contemporary sword master, so naturally he was very powerful. It was normal for him to have some magic that she didn't know about that could allow him to detect murderous intent so accurately.

She no longer paid attention to Qian Ping who was spreading resentment and murderous intent behind her, but focused on observing the scenery of the Tianqiong Sect and secretly memorized the roads she had walked in her heart.

The Tianqiong Sect is as its name suggests. The entire sect is built on the sky. The Moxing buildings, which are surrounded by fairy air, are all suspended in the air without any support underneath. The so-called "floor tiles" on the road are only laid for aesthetics and no one walks on them usually. The uniform of the Tianqiong Sect's disciples is an extremely simple white robe without even the slightest decoration. They wear white headbands on their heads. All the people in the sect look like they are attending a funeral. An Ling felt a little aesthetically fatigued as she watched. This kind of "fairy hero" dress is too "traditional", isn't it? It's probably like the rubbish fairy puppet shows on Blue Star, where the righteous monks all wear white like the walls, while the villains all wear black, with heavy makeup on their faces, such as black eye shadow and purple lipstick, as if they are afraid that others won't see that they have "turned evil".

She was still smiling in her heart, but when she lowered her head, she saw that she was wearing a black disciple uniform. Compared with the bright white environment of the entire Heavenly Palace, she seemed like a villain in a fairy tale drama!

"Haha, it must be an illusion. How could such a simple sect as Canglan Sword Sect become the villain?" An Ling's mouth twitched, and she complained wildly in her heart, "But from the beginning, the old man in black was provoking the 'weak and vulnerable' fairy. The sect leader was even planning to bring us here to mess things up... Is this really okay?"

An Ling finally found some fun in the long journey. While recording the extremely boring road of Tianqiong Sect with little change, she wildly imagined in her mind a fairy cultivation novel in which the orthodox Tianqiong Sect was sabotaged by the evil Canglan Sword Sect under the pretext of the Immortal Sect Conference. When she thought about the latter part, she couldn't help but smile. It was really interesting. She could actually be the villain, and a big devil with an "evil sword" that could shatter the stars, and her followers were the "extraterritorial demons"!

Fu, who was leading the way in front, seemed to be deliberately taking a detour. An Ling judged the direction and seemed to lead everyone around a semicircle and came to the towering tree in the center.

She smiled and explained to everyone: "This is the treasure of our sect - the Brahma tree. Legend has it that in ancient times, the sky and the earth were not separated like they are today. The tree was responsible for connecting the sky and the earth. If a cultivator has achieved success in his practice, he can climb up from the Brahma tree and ascend to the thirty-third heaven, enjoying an infinite lifespan."

A group of cultivators exclaimed in praise at the right time, and Nalan, who was eager to show his own value, jumped out at this time, resisting the discomfort of speaking in front of Canglan Sword Sect, gently patted the falcon under him, flew to Fu, and praised with a smile: "I have heard that the Tianqiong Sect has been passed down since ancient times and has a rich heritage. Seeing it today is really an eye-opener!"

Fu glanced at the disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley who had jumped out on his own initiative with disgust, and said with a fake smile: "My fellow immortal, you are too kind. We have only existed in this world for a little longer, which is nothing."

Just as the two began to brag about their business, Luo Qinghuai suddenly interrupted the topic. He stroked his beard and nodded seriously, "Yes, yes, such a powerful tree, if it is cut down and used as firewood, it will probably last for decades, right? Haha, compared to planting it here alone, using it for firewood is a good use of it."

The atmosphere, which had finally relaxed, became tense again. An Ling shouted in her heart: "Sect Master, please shut up first! If you continue talking, we won't have to go to the ring, we can just fight here!"

But Fu seemed to have figured something out and didn't care about what Luo Qinghuai said at all. Instead, he introduced the characteristic architecture of Tianqiong Sect to Nalan even louder, leaving Luo Qinghuai aside.

Luo Qinghuai curled his lips. It seemed that this guy had become smarter. How could he be so tolerant?