This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Fu ignored Luo Qinghuai's provocation, but walked past him and continued to work as a part-time tour guide, introducing the special "attractions" of Tianqiong Sect to others.

"Just as this little immortal friend said, the Brahma tree was planted by our ancestor after he comprehended the heaven and earth, using the gentle breeze, rain, dew, and floating heavenly immortal soil. The number of leaves is a constant 9,999, and each immortal leaf contains a different supreme avenue. Only disciples of our sect who have achieved success in cultivation are allowed to come under the tree to comprehend the avenue."

"Therefore, the Brahma tree is also known as the existence closest to the Heavenly Dao."

Hearing this, Wu Baiquan and Murong Ziqiu exchanged glances. Wu Baiquan nudged Murong Ziqiu's arm with his elbow, pouted slightly in the direction of An Ling, and said in a voice transmission: "That is the thing closest to the Heavenly Dao. Do you think our little sister will really cut down all the trees as the Sect Master said?"

"Can't you think of something better?" Murong Ziqiu was a little speechless, "This is the territory of the Tianqiong Sect. If something happens, do you think Junior Sister An can escape?"

Wu Baiquan's mouth twitched. "I'm just saying that. Besides, don't you think the relationship between the Tianqiong Sect and the Heavenly Dao is a little too close? The teachings left by our ancestors all say that the Heavenly Dao is not a good thing and that we should not pursue the Heavenly Dao. Why does the Tianqiong Sect seem to be proud of it?"

"Hush! Don't let anyone else know this," Murong Ziqiu whispered to his friend in the crowd, "These are not things we can get involved in. Don't know what you shouldn't know."

Wu Baiquan shrugged and replied, "You're right. Hey, when will this noise stop? It's giving me a headache." Wu Baiquan's ears were filled with the Tianqiong Sect's melodious fairy music, a mixture of chimes, drums, and unknown chants. No matter how beautiful a sound is, it will become noise if heard too much, not to mention he was already in an impatient mood.

"What sound..." Murong Ziqiu was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "Oh, you are talking about the Daoyun. This is the immortal sound that only appears when an immortal pill is born or when there is an immortal mountain or blessed land. Listening to it is of great benefit to the cultivator's practice. How could it disturb you?"

"I don't know, but I just feel uncomfortable listening to it," Wu Baiquan frowned and began to cover his chest, "I feel like vomiting."

At this moment, the sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground attracted everyone's attention. They looked back in surprise, only to find that there was a commotion in the direction of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley. Nalan, who had been standing next to Fu, also ran back. There were so many people there that it was impossible to tell what had happened.

"What's going on!" Fu was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand something. Her eyes narrowed slightly. She brought people to the team of Wan Yao Valley and found that a disciple had fainted on the ground. His face was pale and he was breathing out more than breathing in.

Nalan hugged the unconscious Qian Ping tightly and shouted at An Ling who was standing helplessly beside him: "What did you do! How could my junior brother suddenly faint!"

An Ling lowered her arms and looked at Nalan seriously, "I didn't do anything, and it was your junior brother who suddenly approached me for some reason. When I turned around, I saw that he was holding an awl in his hand and wanted to attack me! I naturally stepped back, but I didn't expect that he would faint by himself."

Mu Qing, who had been avoiding the crowd and staying far away, heard the situation here, pushed aside the disciples who were watching the excitement, came to An Ling, summoned his flying sword, and said in a deep voice: "Let's see who dares to bully An Ling! Come on if you are not afraid of death!"

Nalan looked at the two of them being aggressive, and suddenly his mouth flattened, two lines of tears just flowed down, crying loudly: "This is really too much! Do you, the Canglan Sword Sect, want to kill us all!"

She turned around and looked at Fu with tears in her eyes, begging, "Fairy Lady of the Sky Dome Sect, we have lost everything in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, but I didn't expect that the Canglan Sword Sect would want to take my junior brother's life. Please judge for us!"

Fu's beautiful eyes moved. In the eyes of a great cultivator of the Divine Heaven Realm like her, the little tricks done by the Ten Thousand Demons Valley naturally could not be hidden from her eyes. It was just that the tricks were too clumsy and made people laugh. She pretended to be worried and walked over, saying with concern: "How pitiful, and such a young child."

Hearing this, Nalan grasped Qianping's sleeve tightly with her hand. She moved her jaw and raised her eyes with a pitiful look again, "Fairy Lady, please be kind and help us get justice!"

Fu sneered, holding her right elbow with her left hand, and charmingly brushing her beautiful face with her right fingers, and said with a smile: "Seeking justice? Aren't you concerned about him? Why did you ask me to help you seek justice from Canglan Sword Sect the first time your junior brother fell into a coma? Also, since you are not as skilled as others, you should just admit defeat. This is not a charity."

She turned around indifferently and continued to guide everyone to the next "attraction" with a smile. The "everyone" here mainly refers to the disciples of Canglan Sword Sect, and also includes a dozen bald men and a few scattered people from Wan Yao Valley. No one cares about their stay or departure.

An Ling looked down at Nalan who seemed to want to bite her to pieces and swallow her, and she actually laughed out of anger. She didn't expect a person could be so stupid. She shook her head and said to Nalan: "Your junior brother's coma has nothing to do with me. I'm kindly reminding you that you should pay more attention to why your junior brother suddenly fell into a coma instead of using all means to curry favor with the powerful and frame him. Well, I hope you take care of yourself, and we'll see you on the arena." After that, An Ling nodded to Mu Qing, and left with the main force.

Qianping's big fox wailed, walked to its master's side, and nudged Qianping with its head, with sadness revealed in its spiritual eyes. Nalan stroked the fox's fur, silently feeling its body temperature. For a moment, she and the rest of the people looked at each other in silence.

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An Ling and Mu Qing walked at the end of the team. She looked at Elder Mu Qing who was standing beside her and said gratefully, "Thank you for speaking for me, Elder. An Ling is so grateful!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Qing simply glanced at An Ling coldly and said, "You clearly know that they have bad intentions, so why do you still care about their lives?"

An Ling smiled and said, "Elder, we should always leave a way out for everything. Since I didn't harm her junior brother, there is no need for us to make enemies with them. I prefer to make more friends and fewer enemies. That's much better."

Mu Qing has been stubborn since she was a child, and she is the kind of stubborn person who is decisive in killing. In her eyes, except for those she approves of, other people are no different from pigs and dogs, especially those who dare to do tricks to harm her behind her back. She will not let any of them go and will kill them all. She has heard this from her late master before, but she just doesn't want to be so depressed. People live a lifetime, and since they have embarked on the path of immortality, they should live freely, love if they want to, hate if they want to, and kill those who are not good to her. Why should they be bound by so many messy things!