This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

On the seventh day of the fourth month in the nineteenth year of Qingping, at the hour of You.

A torrential rain that had been brewing for hours suddenly poured down, and the dense raindrops seemed to replace the air, filling the entire East China Sea.

Ah Hui, wearing a straw raincoat in a panic, huddled in the depression on the cliff where the boat was originally stored. Listening to the sound of rain outside that sounded like the end of the world, he couldn't help but tighten his clothes, lamenting that he might not be able to go home so early.

Thinking back to the woman with the sword, Ah Hui smacked his lips and muttered to himself, "Ah, what a pity, such a young woman is going to die at sea before she even gets to enjoy the blessing of a man, tut tut tut..."

Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in front of Ah Hui's eyes. He opened his mouth wide, and the outline of the lightning was reflected in his eyes. Then, a huge roar sounded on his left!

Faced with the sudden accident, Ah Hui was stunned, and he didn't come to his senses until the thunder stopped.

"That thunder almost hit me just now..." Ah Hui's head was buzzing and golden stars were flashing in front of his eyes. He felt that the world seemed to have quieted down, and even the heavy rain outside had become much smaller.

Just as Ah Hui was still wondering why the sound of rain had become smaller, the wetness on his cheek attracted his attention. He raised his hand to touch his left cheek, then looked down in the light of the torch on the wall - his hand was stained with wet blood!

Ah Hui panicked and followed the bloodstain with his trembling hands, and found that the blood was all coming from his ears.

——God did not take his life with thunder, but took away one of his ears. From then on, Ah Hui had a new nickname among other people - Deaf Ear Hui.

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Regardless of what Long Erhui's future life will be like, his mission has been accomplished.

An Ling, with only a sword and a boat, stands at the forefront.

She was alone, sitting on an ordinary little boat. Compared with the great natural forces like sea storms, human beings are so weak that they can be almost ignored. The boat was like a fallen leaf with no support, drifting in the storm. If you looked out to sea from the shore, An Ling's tiny figure like dust would appear and disappear in the huge waves, which was heartbreaking. No one knew how long she could last on the sea. But no matter how bumpy or terrifying the waves were, they could not shake An Ling's determination. She carried the Broken Star on her back, held the Xiangzhu tightly in her hands, and used her spiritual power to control the direction of the boat, letting it slowly approach the central vortex where the sea water was still surging.

At this moment, An Ling had only one thought in her mind - her senior sister was in Haiwo, and she had to bring her senior sister out safely!

The sky had completely darkened, and heavy rain poured down. Huge waves surged towards her. As long as she looked up, she could see the terrifying waves that covered the sky. The boat under An Ling's feet was too small. If she faced the waves directly, she would definitely be smashed to pieces! An Ling could only wrap herself and the boat with her spiritual power, feeling the direction of the wind. At the moment when the waves hit, she drove the boat along the curved "sea wall" - just like surfing on a skateboard, but An Ling's surfing was a little too dangerous for ordinary people. If it weren't for An Ling, who was skilled and courageous and had lived in the East China Sea since childhood, even a great cultivator like the elder of the sect could not easily fight against nature, because no matter how strong his spiritual power was, he could not fight against the whole world. If he wanted to tame the sea, he could only follow its temper and go with the flow.

An Ling crossed another wave. She was facing the sea with her head down and was about to fall. She squatted slightly and slapped the bow of the boat with force. The huge force made the whole boat rotate 90 degrees again and landed steadily on the water.

Under An Ling's powerful spiritual power, there was not a drop of water in the boat! Whether it was the rain falling from the sky or the surging sea water in the sea, it could not disturb An Ling and her boat at all!

But even with such powerful spiritual power protecting her body, An Ling couldn't help but sigh that the rain was really heavy. She had lived in the East China Sea for more than ten years, but had never seen such heavy rain.

In An Ling's memory, "rain" is something both precious and scary: seawater cannot be drunk directly, and because her hometown is so poor, the water source is controlled by the rich villages. If the people nearby want to get water, they have to pay something similar to protection fees to the village chief every year. And little An Ling has to carry a water storage container to the small pond in the neighboring village to get water since she was a child, not to mention how hard it is. But if it happens to rain heavily, then there is no need to make a hard trip to get water, because rain is a gift from God.

So, where does the “terrible” come from?

This brings us to the first monster An Ling killed, the sea monster that had been entrenched in the East China Sea for countless years. There are many kinds of sea monsters, and the ones An Ling killed before were just the lowest-level small sea monsters, similar to soldiers, with muscles and claws but no ability to use magic. Among the sea monsters, some sea monsters are old and have become spirits. After years of enlightenment, they have successfully learned from nature and learned the water control magic that is most compatible with sea monsters.

Every time the Sirens army collectively attacks the land, the mysterious Sirens wizards will gather together and jointly evoke a great storm. The Sirens are born in the ocean and thrive in a humid environment, so the Sirens' attacks are usually accompanied by storms. In An Ling's memory, monsters often hide in those particularly terrible storms.

"When the storm comes, the monsters hiding in the sea can no longer hide their tails, crawling onto the shore with drooling mouths, and attacking humans wantonly."

In the dim candlelight, the old village chief was telling a group of children stories from ancient times. He looked at the shivering children in the house and whispered, "Legend has it that sirens were once humans like us, but in order to be loyal to the king sleeping in the sea, they chose to jump into the sea and become the people of the sea."

"Village chief, who is that king?" Little An Ling asked curiously.

The old village chief smiled, his wrinkled face actually blending into the appearance of the mermaid at this moment, and he said softly -

"The Immortal Emperor is hiding under the sea of ​​the East China Sea!" An Ling, who had grown up, looked at the whirlpool in the distance with bright eyes. After nearly twenty years, she finally answered her childhood self's question. After years of spreading, the legend may not be very true, but it conveyed certain information to future generations in a form similar to a fable.

An Ling looked at the heavy rain in front of her. She no longer had the fear she had in her childhood, but the memories brought back by the rainstorm made her have a clearer understanding of the vague Immortal Emperor Dynasty.

Sure enough, the Immortal Emperor's Tomb is hidden in the East China Sea, even under this uninhabited sea vortex!

An Ling sighed. Now, everything connected. The reason why she was able to learn sword from her dream and used this as an opportunity to be accepted as a disciple by the Three Immortals of the East China Sea was because Li Wanjian, one of the Futian Army, came to the East China Sea to search for clues about the Immortal Emperor's Tomb. Later, because he was controlled by the evil sword and committed a series of horrific crimes, he was surrounded and strangled to death by the people of the Immortal Sect!

Everything seems to have been predestined.

After traveling around Zhongzhou, An Ling returned to her hometown, the East China Sea, today. The slender but unbreakable thread of fate closely linked her to the Immortal Emperor. Whether it was the comments she heard from her elders or the fanatical Futian Army she witnessed with her own eyes, An Ling developed a great interest in the Immortal Emperor - what kind of person is this unprecedented emperor?

An Ling crossed the wave again and finally saw the vortex up close:

There was a huge vortex on the sea that was spinning all the time. The center of the vortex was deeply sunken on the sea surface, like a bottomless black hole. An Ling just approached the vortex and she felt a pulling force pulling her towards the center of the vortex.

An Ling had no doubt that the suction force of this giant vortex could instantly destroy all ships! Although the water on the Canglan River was turbulent, it just whistled past directly. The mysterious vortex on the East China Sea seemed to be an absolute place of death. If anyone dared to approach it, they would be ruthlessly destroyed and disappear from the world forever.

An Ling began to feel the pressure. She just approached the whirlpool and felt that she was about to lose control of the boat. She thought, since she was already near the whirlpool, she might as well fly into the sky on her sword.

Just when An Ling was planning to change the way she moved forward, she heard the sound of fierce fighting not far away, which made her curious about who was fighting in such a desperate situation.