This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

There is no wind and no moon tonight. The thick clouds cover the bright moon high in the sky, and only a little moonlight barely shines through the gaps between the clouds.

Neat maple trees are planted outside the city. It is now April in the lunar calendar. The maple trees gradually turn from the tender green of spring to the dark green of summer. Small light yellow or white flowers are dotted among the trees. They exist but are not eye-catching. They are low-key yet lively.

The tall maple trees stand silently like guards, guarding the secret place in the center of the dense forest.

There are shadows everywhere in the woods, and the shadows of the trees are twisted from time to time. Accompanied by the shrill cries of the cuckoo, the conversation that could determine the future and fate of the world takes place here.

An Ling sat upright with her hands on her thighs and a serious expression. Opposite her was a "person" with a rather "mediocre" appearance.

This person is neither male nor female, with normal facial features such as eyes, but no hair on his body. His skin is white, like a peeled egg. His face has no special features and his appearance seems to be found everywhere, as if he has taken the "average appearance of the people of Daxuan", so ordinary; he is wearing the most common brown cloth robe, without any decoration or features. He has nothing except this robe.

An Ling had observed it with her mind when they first met, but she didn't find anything strange. It seemed to be just a living person who could breathe and had a heartbeat.

But, the strange thing is this - even if an ordinary person follows the rules all his life and does not do anything special, he will have a red, white or gold "aura" on him, which represents what he has done in his life. For example, a butcher will have red blood, and so will people who have eaten animal meat; people who have done good deeds will have a golden aura... According to An Ling's observation, no matter what, a person will have at least one color on him, and most people have a mixture of multiple colors on their bodies, so "normal people" must be colorful in the eyes of the mind.

This person has no color, it is "transparent".

"Hello again, An Ling." It spoke. Its voice was very attractive, yet very neutral, and completely devoid of any recognizability that could be compared with common sense.

An Ling thought it over and over again, and asked cautiously: "Hello, may I ask, have we met before?"

"Haven't you guessed it a long time ago?" The corner of its mouth lifted up and made a "laughing" expression, "I am Kunlun Sanren."

An Ling didn't expect it to admit its identity so directly, which disrupted her rhythm. She was silent for a moment and asked the most crucial question: "Who are you?"

"You can call me Ashura, or any other name you want, because to me, a name is just a name. 'Asura', 'Stone', 'Pig Dog'... they are all the same."

An Ling was shocked. The name "Asura" was really amazing. In the Buddhist scriptures, Asura was one of the six paths, one of the upper three paths, and the name of a race. Asura men were ugly, while Asura women were beautiful, but irritable and aggressive, and often went to war with the gods. Could it be that this strange person in front of him was an Asura? But it didn't seem to match the description in the Buddhist scriptures...

"I am not the Ashura in the legend. This name is just a false name spread by people who cannot understand my existence and try to define my existence. As more people call me that, I become Ashura," it explained.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" An Ling asked.

Ashura shook his head and replied in a very calm tone, word by word like a machine: "I know the laws governing the operation of all things in the world. With a little calculation, I can know how this conversation will proceed, including your next words and the shock in your heart."

Before An Ling could say anything, Ashura added: "You would say: So, the prophecy was really released by you? My answer is: Correct, because only in this way can we stop Emperor Shitian's actions."

An Ling was so shocked that she could hardly speak. She stretched out her hand to stop Asura from speaking. Asura was also very considerate and gave her enough time to buffer. After a long while, An Ling asked with difficulty: "Excuse me, what is Emperor Shitian? Are all these things because of the war between you two mythological races?"

"Wrong. First, Emperor Shitian is a being transformed from the pure energy of the Heavenly Dao. His mortal identity is Hu, the Grand Master of Dabei. Second, we are not a race, but two individuals from the same source. Third, everything is guided by fate. Only in this way can this world continue to survive."

Ashura continued, "After the thirty-third heaven was breached by the demons, the primordial energy fell to the mortal world. After a long period of time, the pure energy and the turbid energy separated. The pure energy rose up. It was born knowing everything and understood everything. Therefore, it condensed all the wisdom in the world. The turbid energy sank down. I was born dull, without wisdom and without emotion."

An Ling said sincerely: "Senior Asura, please don't underestimate yourself. You are not stupid at all. On the contrary..." On the contrary, you are smarter than your compatriot and can even outwit it.

An Ling did not say the rest. If Asura was really that powerful, then it must know what he was thinking. As expected, Asura replied, "You are right, because I have been learning the origin of thinking from mortals, while it relies on its innate talent to stay where it is. Therefore, it is not as good as me now."

"A slight mistake can lead to a huge error. The fact that you can come here means that I have already won."

An Ling's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she asked, "Why do you think so?"

"It cannot be said. The lives of thousands of people depend on you, and you only need to do what you think is right. I cannot interfere with your behavior."

An Ling was a little angry. She had been plotted against so badly before, and now she came here with the determination to die. Was it just to listen to fairy tales? Then what was the purpose of her coming here?

But thinking that there were still many mysteries to be solved, she endured it and continued to ask: "Since the senior has gone through so much trouble to invite me here, I will ask boldly: What is the matter with the fragments of the Heavenly Dao? Why did Emperor Shitian support the Immortal Emperor to attack the Immortal Gate? Did you spread the information about absorbing mortal souls to strengthen cultivation? What is the purpose of Emperor Shitian stirring up the situation? What happened twenty years ago? What is the relationship between Tianxuan Yuanjun and you? Where does my ability to fight against the Heavenly Dao come from?"

An Ling's series of questions came out like a string of cannonballs. These questions had troubled her for a long time. Today, she finally found someone who could answer her questions, so of course she had to ask all of them.

Upon hearing this, Asura just "smiled" and replied in a completely flat tone: "Tianxuan said that you will find all the answers from me. Yes, I will tell you everything I can."

"Everything Emperor Shitian does is to rebuild the thirty-three-layer Heavenly Dao. He wants to become the new Heavenly Dao and a true god. After he kills all of Ling Fengyue's disciples, he will seal me. I did this to protect myself and because I have lived with humans for a long time, I can't bear to see them repeat the same mistakes. So I made plans in secret and relied on your power to defeat Emperor Shitian."

"Humans cannot control the laws of nature. Even if they accidentally obtain some fragments, they will only become puppets of the fragments. And those fragments that are thrown away as garbage will naturally only have the desire for violence and killing."

Asura saw that An Ling seemed to have something to ask, so he stretched out his hand to signal her to ask. An Ling asked, "Senior, I used to think that the fragment was the Heavenly Dao itself, isn't it?"

"Yes and no. It is to the real Thirty-Three Heavens what dandruff is to the human body. There is no comparison. Most of the Thirty-Three Heavens were used by Ling Fengyue to build the other side of the reincarnation. The fragments that can be found in the mortal world, including those collected by the Immortal Sect, are just tiny residues."

An Ling took a deep breath, if the residue was so powerful, how powerful could the complete thirty-three layers of heaven be!

"As for the soul refining, I can't do anything about it, because it is the underlying rule between heaven and earth, and it cannot be changed. It exists forever. Neither I nor it has revealed this information to the world, which would disrupt reincarnation and its plans. The souls of mortals are necessary for the existence of the thirty-three heavens. Emperor Shitian will not do such a stupid thing of exhausting the resources."

An Ling murmured, "So, these are all caused by humans themselves?"

"Isn't the underlying logic of human society cannibalism? Why can't we accept the bloody reality?" Ashura has plenty of experience in playing human roles. Its eyes have seen countless mortals struggle and wail. It keeps thinking and finally understands that humans, animals, heaven... everything is cruel. Humans will climb up on the corpses of their own kind, even if the top is the open mouth of a god, they will not waver. Many times, Ashura is extremely glad that he is not a human, without those weird and twisted emotions of humans, and his reason will not be controlled by desire.

"My previous identity was Kunlun Sanren, and I was the Grand Elder of the Sky Dome Sect, and Tianxuan's master. I sensed your arrival through stargazing, so I left the Sky Dome Sect and began to make plans."

"The reason why you can fight against the Heavenly Dao is because you and Ling Fengyue are both from the Demon Realm. But you are different from her. Her entire body is a demonic body. A drop of her blood can destroy everything. You were born from a mortal woman. Your ability to destroy everything has been weakened a lot, but you are still a big threat to it. Therefore, it must take action immediately."

"Then why didn't you kill me when I was weak?" An Ling asked.

"Because I instructed Tianxuan to protect you in secret," Ashura said, "She blocked countless assassinations for you until you were able to protect yourself."

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. From now on, it all depends on you." Asura stood up. An Ling felt as if a layer of blurry white mist appeared in front of her eyes. Asura and the pavilion slowly became blurry and moved away from her.

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"Hey! Wake up! Someone is here to catch us!" An Ling was awakened by Qishi. She opened her eyes suddenly, but found that she had fallen asleep leaning against a maple tree without knowing when. Not far away, the sound of countless iron hooves resounded through her eardrums like thunder.

"What's happening here?"

Just as An Ling and Qishi were about to leave, a spear was placed in front of her eyes. A familiar voice said with a hint of smile, "Master An, we meet again."

An Ling turned around and saw a soldier who was very familiar to her - Lin Mu from the Weiyuan Army!