This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Battle is not an experiment that can be calculated with numbers, but a "dynamic" that is changing all the time. The tricks involved cannot be understood unless one personally experiences countless battles.

Back to the question of Shao Shuang'er, although her family conditions are very good and her father is an official in the imperial capital, she is naturally indispensable in terms of food. But no matter how rich it is, her family is just a mortal family. The bulk of the precious fantasy resources are divided up by the six major immortal sects, and then the immortal cultivation families with many years of inheritance will pick up the leaks, and finally the remaining bits and pieces from their fingers will be snatched by the mortal cultivation sects. It can be imagined that it is almost impossible for the fantasy resources that can be circulated to be controlled by mortal forces. As for the sudden rise of the Great Xuan Royal Family in recent years, that is a story for later.

Because of this, Shao Shuang'er has above-average talent. If she could get the protection of a family like Murong Ziqiu, she would definitely be able to achieve great things in her career. But unfortunately, Shao Shuang'er obviously does not have such luck.

In terms of talent, she is not as good as An Ling who suddenly emerged; in terms of background, she is not as good as Murong Ziqiu, a child from a noble family; even in terms of character, she is not as good as Wu Baiquan, who came from a poor family. Shao Shuang'er really doesn't know how long she can hold on. Every time she sees other disciples who are better than her after working very hard, she feels particularly ashamed, thinking that she is such a useless waste, and that she has wasted the help of An Ling and the others. If she had used the time she spent sparring with her to practice, maybe An Ling would have won the first place, right?

"I... I'm sorry to everyone... I'm so useless..." Shao Shuang'er leaned on An Ling's shoulder and cried bitterly. Just like when she confessed her feelings to An Ling before, she felt that she could not leave An Ling anymore. "An Ling, you, you don't have to worry about me. I can't delay your cultivation..."

An Ling sighed and told her the truth: "Sister, we don't really care about this so-called Immortal Gate Conference. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't even participate in this competition. By saying this, aren't you throwing everyone's thoughts to the ground?"

Li Feiling, with an embarrassed look on his face, understood why his junior sister suddenly broke down. He put away his mother-and-child sword carefully, and said lightly: "If you give up now, you will be truly sorry for them. I don't know why you insist on participating in this crappy competition, but if you have any difficulties, I can help you." Shao Shuang'er stopped crying and just looked at the floor silently without saying a word. An Ling stared at Li Feiling thoughtfully.

Li Feiling's dead fish eyes looked up speechlessly, "I didn't want to come at all, and I didn't want to fight. If Master hadn't insisted that I come here to fight for the Sword Sect, I would still prefer to stay in the sect and farm."

He looked at it for a while, and suddenly said, "Look, that's my master. He was very familiar with An Ling before."

An Ling had a bad premonition. She looked up and saw a huge figure falling from the sky. With a bang, it hit the extremely precious floor of the Tianqiong Sect. The huge force made the whole building shake. An Ling was really worried that a big hole would be smashed in the floor that looked like colored glaze.

An Ling looked at the man and smiled, "What a coincidence, Uncle Master."

The person who came was Guo Zichou. His face turned pale and he kept looking back to look at something. After seeing several young people gathered together, he quickly put his finger to his mouth, signaling them not to talk nonsense. He slapped Li Feiling on the back of the head, making Li Feiling stagger, and then slipped out quietly. He shamelessly ignored the strange looks of everyone the whole time, just concentrating on guarding against something. Only after he slipped out did he feel relieved.

"Uh, Senior Brother Li, you are actually my uncle's apprentice?" An Ling said.

Li Feiling was beaten by Guo Zichou since he was a child. Whether it was Guo Zichou's hard slap or Shao Shuang'er's attack just now, it was just a tickle to him. He nodded blankly and said, "Yes, what's the problem?"

An Ling has had a question in her mind for a long time, and today she must speak it out, "Um, why do you use different weapons? The same goes for other masters and apprentices in the sect, many of them use different weapons."

"Why is it strange?" Li Feiling said matter-of-factly as always. "Of course, you can use whichever is more convenient. Besides, you don't have to practice with your master all your life. You can exchange and learn skills in Moxiang Pavilion, and you can also practice with other elders. You are so young, why are you so rigid?"

Li Feiling actually called him rigid!

An Ling thought of the stereotype and gestured, "Isn't it, uh, the successor, worshipping the same master for life, and never betraying the master, etc...."

"Others are others, Canglan Sword Sect is Canglan Sword Sect," Li Feiling stood up and prepared to go back to his room to continue practicing. As long as he started to do something, he would do it to the best of his ability, whether it was farming or practicing. "Other sects are like this, but it doesn't mean we are the same. Aren't you also practicing with Elder Wu? I didn't see him hiding anything from you. Oh, and Elder Mu Qing, you and she are not a master and disciple, but she taught you all her famous skills. We don't have those backward sectarian views. As long as you are a member of the Sword Sect, or a person with chivalrous heart, there is no distinction between inside and outside."

For a moment, An Ling felt ashamed of the "backward" ideas she had accepted on Blue Star. This seemingly ancient world was incredibly open and inclusive. No matter her identity as a time traveler or her sectarian views on cultivation, they were all accepted by the sect.

Li Feiling, who had just stepped onto a step, suddenly felt his eyes go dark and he was knocked over by the surging air wave. He rolled in the air and landed beside the crowd.

Elder Mu Qing came down from upstairs carrying a plate of something that looked like some kind of vomit. A strange smell filled the entire building and continued to spread to the people who were still staying by the spirit pool. The smell was like rotten leather shoes stewed with rotten eggs, and one sniff of it could make you go to heaven.

At this time, there were not many people still practicing in the spirit pool. They had completed their practice of absorbing liquid spiritual energy long ago and no one knew where they had gone to play. Wu Yuanxiu also said hello to Luo Qinghuai and said that he wanted to check out the venue of the Immortal Gate Conference in advance, and went out as well. Therefore, only Luo Qinghuai and An Ling could enjoy Elder Mu Qing's "delicacies".

Mu Qing came down angrily with the "vomit", looked around, and asked An Ling: "Xiao Ling, have you seen the guy named Guo?"

"Uh, uh..." An Ling was suddenly called out and stuttered a little. She got along too well with Elder Mu Qing and she felt really embarrassed to deceive her. However, Guo Zichou was also her acquaintance and had saved her from danger many times before. Now she had to lower her head and remain silent, pretending that she was deaf and blind and had no idea what was happening.

Seeing An Ling like this, Mu Qing looked at Guo Zichou's apprentice Li Feiling, "Since Xiao Ling doesn't want to say it, I will definitely not force her. What about you? You must know where your master went, right?"

Li Feiling patted his clothes and said calmly: "He went outside. I guess he should be hiding in the Rulu Temple's base."

Mu Qing glanced at Li Feiling suspiciously, "How do you know so much?"

"Elder, please go and catch him back as soon as possible," he said sincerely, "Look, my master hit me hard before he left. Can't you help me beat him back?"

Mu Qing chuckled and didn't get angry anymore. Instead, he placed the plate of "vomit" in front of Li Feiling and said, "Well, you are a very honest kid. I'll reward you. Come and try my newly made top-grade Qi Gathering Pills and fried top-grade solid pills."

What are you talking about? Are you serious?

Shao Shuang'er, whose eyes were swollen like a rabbit, quietly propped herself up and took a look at Elder Mu Qing's "delicious food". Instantly, she felt the same impulse again, but this time the feeling came from her stomach.

Even Li Feiling, who had been tortured for a long time, could not accept this strange "dish". He covered his mouth and took a step back, successfully earning the glare of Elder Mu Qing.

At this critical moment of choosing between climbing a mountain of swords or diving into a sea of ​​fire, a man jumped out from behind him. The "tall" figure made Li Feiling's eyes wet.

An Ling trotted two steps and snatched the plate of "Superior Grade Qi Gathering Pills Fried Superior Grade Solid Pills" from Elder Mu Qing's hand. She drank it all up in one gulp without any resistance at all.

After she finished drinking it, she was actually able to laugh. She gave Elder Mu Qing a compliment and said, "Elder, your level has improved a lot! This dish has almost zero impurities, and the combination of the two elixirs has even better effects!"

Everyone present stared at An Ling with extremely strange eyes, unable to understand what she was saying.