This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Mu Qing looked up at the giant golden-leafed glazed tree that was said to be able to communicate with heaven and earth and comprehend the great Dao, and said softly, "Old Guo, do you think there are really 9,999 leaves on it?"

The Tianqiong Sect's treasure, the giant Brahma tree, still stands in the center of the Heavenly Palace. Under the sunlight, the trunk flowing with dreamy colorful light and the treetop covered with shimmering golden Taoist leaves are like the scenery in a dream, so dreamy and so false.

Guo Zichou, who was standing next to Mu Qing, touched the tree trunk and pushed it hard, grinning and said, "That's definitely not the case. No one would count this. Wouldn't the Tianqiong Sect be bragging about an absurdly large number?"

"I'm just saying it casually. If you want to use your precious time to count this, it proves that you are an absolute fool," Mu Qing said indifferently, "Don't waste time, and get down to business."

"Okay, you have the final say."

Guo Zichou retracted his palms, crossed his fingers and raised them, moving his shoulders and neck. When his joints made a crisp "crackling" sound, he felt much better. When he was about to stamp his feet, he froze. Under Mu Qing's cold eyes, he summoned his heavy sword angrily, clenched his hands, and said worriedly: "Are you sure we really want to do this? If we really chop it down, there will be no turning back."

"That's what the Sect Master said." Mu Qing took out a vial of blood from the storage bag, slowly drew out the blood inside, and summoned a slender blood-colored sword with the blood. She looked at the unattended Brahma tree in front of her, feeling neither sad nor happy. She had no interest in these things, let alone studying whether there were enough 9,999 golden leaves on the tree.

The reason why she asked such a stupid question was simply because she was a little nervous for the first time in a long time.

Because what they are about to do is a major event that has never been done before and will never be done again! This event is related to the future, fate and safety of countless people.

……

Return to the center of the Immortal Gate Conference venue after Tianxuan Yuanjun escaped.

The people who stayed there looked at each other and found it very ridiculous: the gathering of the six major sects that was originally held every fifty years was now reduced to only a dozen or so elders from Canglan Sword Sect and Rulu Temple, who were holding weapons and chasing the current leader of the Tianqiong Sect, the organizer. The protagonists of the conference, those young and promising disciples, were all abducted by this lord, and no one knew what their fate would be.

Among the six major sects, the leader of the host Tianqiong Sect fled from the battlefield, abandoning his entire family business and escaping to an unknown place with his disciples;

The always mysterious Seven Killing Sect was completely deserted, completely ignoring the sect's rules.

The dwindling population of the Ten Thousand Monsters Valley could not even gather the elders and clan leaders, and only let a little kid lead the team;

Rulu Temple has a very low sense of existence, and it makes no difference whether you come or not;

The Yuehua Sect, which was in cahoots with the Tianqiong Sect, obviously began to turn against it, taking advantage of Tianxuan's loss of power to wantonly reap the lives of Tianqiong Sect disciples. Judging from the meaning of the Yuehua Sect leader Ainofei, she should know a lot about Tianxuan's inside story, but she was not afraid of Tianxuan's anger at all, as if she had been prepared.

Everyone in the Canglan Sword Sect had solemn expressions on their faces, wavering for a moment, not knowing which way to go.

Should they follow Ainofei's "hint" and go to an unknown place to hunt down the fleeing Tianxuan Yuanjun? Or should they stay put and stop Ainofei from killing the remaining disciples of Tianqiong Sect?

No matter which side you choose, you can't escape the figure of a certain person - that is the leader of the Yuehua Sect, Ainofei, who has dominated the Beiming Sea for many years but no one has ever seen his true face!

Speaking of Ainofei, everyone only knows that she took office directly after the previous leader died a martyrdom. She was promoted from a humble leader's maid to the position of leader of Yuehua Sect, one of the six major immortal sects. Logically speaking, such an arrangement should be met with many obstacles, and there must be many elders who would express dissatisfaction and thus fail to hold on to this position.

But strangely, Ainofei's appointment did not arouse any discordant voices. The lives of the Yuehua Sect did not seem to have changed much after she took office, just as they had done before.

The only thing that has changed is that the number of people accidentally disappearing in the Beiming Sea is increasing.

"Shall we go find the leader of the Ainofei sect?" Wu Yuanxiu's eyebrows were almost twisted into a thread of worry. He asked with difficulty, "She should be furious now, right?"

"No matter what, we can't let her go on a killing spree!" This was Guo Zichou speaking. Being a righteous man, he couldn't tolerate such a thing happening before his eyes.

Wu Yuanxiu got anxious, jumped up and slapped Guo Zichou's head angrily, "They are just fighting each other! Why are you getting involved? Have you forgotten the purpose of our coming here? When Tianxuan comes back, she alone can turn the tide. By then, we will really have to fight the Tianqiong Sect!"

"Political struggles are politics, but Old Wu, the Yuehua Sect is now massacring! These are just ordinary disciples, what have they done wrong?" Guo Zichou said.

"Can you say that some of them have never participated in the sacrificial ceremony?" Wu Yuanxiu said, "Once you touch it once, there is no turning back."

……

Luo Qinghuai stood where he was, slightly closing his old eyes. He ignored the noisy voices around him and pondered over ways to break the impasse.

"The Yuehua Sect and the Tianqiong Sect are cooperating on the surface, but they have already thought of a way out behind the scenes. Tianxuan will never leave this female devil in the sect and escape on her own, because as long as Tianxuan leaves, the entire Tianqiong Sect will be no different from a lamb to be slaughtered in front of us."

The Tianqiong Sect seemed to be in great glory, but in fact, it had already been in a state of disarray. Except for Tianxuan Yuanjun, who stood at the top of the pyramid of the immortal cultivation world, the rest of the Tianqiong Sect was just relying on the protection of Tianxuan and forcibly increasing their spiritual power with external objects such as elixirs. These third-rate cultivators who were graded by the amount of spiritual power were no different from paper in front of cultivators who had really fought bloody battles. Luo Qinghuai had heard that the Tianqiong Sect had once produced a genius who could take on the main responsibility, but for some reason, there had been no news about this genius for a long time. Luo Qinghuai estimated that this was just false news released by Tianxuan Yuanjun to confuse other sects.

"With Tianxuan Ai's domineering personality that controls everything, it is impossible for her to leave Ainofei alone. She must have set some restrictions when cooperating. But from the current situation, she seems to be unaffected. She is even crazier than before. It's really strange... Could it be..." Luo Qinghuai was thinking about a question, that is, what is the fuse that caused today's situation? Whether it is Tianxuan Yuanjun who suddenly attacked, or Ainofei who directly tore his face and slaughtered Tianqiong Sect, they had no signs of going crazy before today. What on earth is playing tricks on the Immortal Gate Conference...

"Could it be that there are still people hiding in the dark?"

Luo Qinghuai felt a little horrified. He originally thought that this Immortal Sect Conference was just a Hongmen Banquet set up by the Tianqiong Sect for the Canglan Sword Sect. At most, the two sects would go to war and there would be casualties on both sides. However, he never thought that these "casualties" would be the entire Tianqiong Sect!

While Luo Qinghuai was thinking about what to do next, and Wu Yuanxiu and Guo Zichou were debating whether they should stop the Yuehua Sect from massacring the Tianqiong Sect, a shadow quietly enveloped the isolated island. An island without its owner was nothing more than a reef for passing seabirds to rest, no different from any other reef.

Abbot Fayan of Rulu Temple seemed to sense something, his ears twitched slightly, and then he calmed down. He did not speak, nor did he want to say anything else. He just put his hands together, bowed to Luo Qinghuai to apologize, and then led his elders to an open space that was not affected by the war, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and silently recited scriptures.

The monks behind Fayan did the same as him. They found a clean place to sit down and continued their "practice".

Guo Zichou was very surprised. He took a few steps forward in disbelief, looked up and down at Abbot Fayan, who had regained his composure, and whispered, "Old monk, are you...are you going to just ignore it?"

Fa Yan, who was "silenced" by Tianxuan Yuanjun, remained silent.

Guo Zichou raised his eyes, looked at other familiar faces, and asked, "What about you? Can you recite the sutras peacefully while listening to such screams?"

No one responded to this.

Guo Zichou grabbed the collar of the head of the Arhat Hall and shouted angrily, "Ming Qing! Aren't you the most hateful of evil? Didn't we fight against evil cultivators together back then? What do you mean now?"

Xuanqing, the head monk of Luohan Hall, was captured by Guo Zichou and could only sigh helplessly. He opened his eyes and slowly said something extremely cruel to Guo Zichou: "Donor Guo, you are still too naive. The reason why Rulu Temple was able to preserve itself in troubled times is that it was impartial and did not wade into muddy waters. There are no good people who need to be protected here, and no bad people who need to be killed. There is no need for heroes here."

Xuan Qing's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Guo Zichou's head, shocking him so much that he took several steps back.

"Namo Amitabha..." Ming Qing clasped his hands together, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down his solemn cheeks.