This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"Report! The eastern side of the imperial capital's defense formation has been breached!"

"Report! General Li and his twelve battalions of officers and soldiers have all died for their country!"

"Report!"

On top of the white tower at the highest point of the imperial capital, countless shocking war reports flew into the ears of Seven Stars Immortal like snowflakes, but did not cause any ripples.

No one has ever seen the true face of the Seven Stars Immortal. He wears a black mask all year round, and seems like a fairy who descended from the sky. He leads Daxuan to build a complete set of fantasy system from scratch from top to bottom, thus curbing the control from the immortal gate to the greatest extent.

Qixing Zhenren has a head full of silver hair that is casually draped behind his head. His hair, which has never been trimmed for hundreds of years, now covers the entire ground and blends in with the White Pagoda.

"Step, step..."

Lu Xiuhong, who had succeeded as the new emperor of Daxuan, took heavy steps and climbed up the spiral stairs to the White Pagoda step by step.

He wore the five-clawed scarlet dragon robe that he had coveted for countless years and carried the emperor's sword on his back, but his expression did not show any joy. He stepped over the last step and finally saw the immortal's true appearance.

There was flickering candlelight in the small room. There were no windows, only a round gap at the top. An unknown formation was suspended in the gap, and under the formation, a man with white hair and a black mask was sitting cross-legged.

Next to the masked man, there were countless books and tattered magic weapons, such as a gourd split in the middle, a treasure robe with a big hole in it, and a long sword with only the blade left... Each item seemed to hide countless stories.

Lu Xiuhong walked over carefully and sat on the cushion reserved for him.

He did not bring anyone with him this time. Of course, only the emperor was allowed to climb to the top of the White Tower. This was also a rule that had been passed down by the Daxuan royal family for countless years.

"Master... I have something that I hope you can solve." Lu Xiuhong said.

The voice of Qixing Zhenren was like a deep pool. When he spoke, the whole room echoed with his words, which made Lu Xiuhong's heart flutter. "Have you thought it through? This is a once-in-30-year opportunity for Daxuan."

"Yes, I have thought it through." Lu Xiuhong raised his eyes, stared at the fully enclosed mask, and said firmly: "Now that the Futian Army is at the gates of the city, it is a matter of life and death for my Daxuan. I beg the Master to teach me... Daxuan, how can I survive this disaster?"

"Is that all you're asking?" Qixing Zhenren laughed sullenly, with a hint of mockery in his laughter, as if he was mocking the kid for not knowing what he was talking about. "I can help you completely eliminate the Futian Army, and I can also help you sweep the world. Is this the limit of your vision?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no wind in the room, and an extremely cold wind blew straight into Lu Xiuhong's neck, giving him goose bumps.

Lu Xiuhong swallowed his saliva and nodded, "Yes, Master, I just want the entire Daxuan to survive the disaster. I don't want anything else."

"Hehehe..." The hair of Seven Stars Immortal was wriggling like a living thing. Although he could not see his face, Lu Xiuhong always felt as if he was being stared at. He wanted to avoid it timidly, but then he remembered his majesty as an emperor. Then he straightened his back and faced this "Grand Master Bu Tian" who was the nightmare of every Lu family member with neither arrogance nor servility.

"What a pity..." Seven Stars Master shook his head, "I thought you were too eager to kill your father and seize the throne, and never inherited the 'rules'. I didn't expect that... Well, I will teach you a trick, come."

Qixing Zhenren's body did not move, but his hair gathered into the shape of a big hand, and he grabbed Lu Xiuhong from the cushion by the waist!

Lu Xiuhong's eyes were bloodshot, and he struggled desperately, angrily saying: "What are you doing! I am the Great Xuan Emperor! What are you going to do!"

"Of course I'm 'repaying' you... hehe..." Qixing Zhenren's hair suddenly grew and wrapped around Lu Xiuhong's body like a snake, layer by layer, until Lu Xiuhong was tied up like a white pupa!

Two colors slowly emerged on the pupa. Golden and red lines extended from the pupa, passed through the hair, and entered the body of the Seven Stars Immortal.

Lu Xiuhong felt as if something special was being pulled out of his body. He was trembling all over, but he couldn't break free from the bondage of his hair. He fell into a coma due to suffocation...

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At the same time, An Ling was wearing shorts and a bamboo hat, standing on the ridge of the field, directing everyone to dig and build dams and ditches for water storage and irrigation. Under the scorching sun, she was the only one who remained dry and cool. She had no choice but to stand in the center and act as the "central air conditioner" for the workers.

During the two months of war, all the monks of the Great Xuanbu Tiansi were transferred back to the imperial capital to participate in the battle. The monks who usually cast spells to call for rain disappeared. Countless farmers who relied on "artificial rainfall" to grow crops once again experienced the pain of "relying on the weather for a living" in history. Now it is June, and they happen to encounter a drought that occurs once in a decade. They can only watch as the crops that were about to be harvested are dehydrated and withered by the sun.

The new-age farmers who relied too much on the monks of the Astronomical Bureau for rain, having received no good guidance, could only kneel down and pray for mercy from the heaven, asking the heaven to send immortals to save them.

An Ling, who didn't want to go along with the Immortal Sect, happened to be flying by on her sword. With her sharp eyes, she saw at a glance that in the middle of the dark crowd below, there were two boys, a boy and a girl, tied up. Those people were dancing and drawing talismans, and then they picked up the butcher knife, killed the pigs, cows, sheep and other animals that were still grunting, and then they were about to swing at the two children!

How could An Ling bear this? She quickly cast a spell to knock down the butcher knife, and appeared to save the child from the crazy people.

As soon as the people saw that An Ling could fly and perform magic, they quickly grabbed her and begged her to make it rain to relieve the drought by various means. The soft-hearted An Ling still cast a spell to make it rain. Seeing that the people seemed to want to keep her for a long time, An Ling knew that making it rain for them was just like giving fish to people. What was really useful was actually teaching people how to fish.

So, the current situation has come about - An Ling is teaching them how to drain water for irrigation, as well as how to store water in preparation for drought.

"Hey, why doesn't your town have the Shanhai Academy's machinery?" An Ling asked the mayor of Yuantai Town beside her.

"What is that?" Unexpectedly, the mayor didn't know about this. Now it was An Ling's turn to be confused. Logically speaking, Shanhai Academy would send masters of science who are good at mechanics and engineering to various places in Daxuan to help local people build infrastructure. She had hoped to discuss related issues with the mayor, but the situation was urgent at the time, and the two of them only met briefly and didn't have time to sit down and have a good chat.

There seemed to be some problems with the implementation of Shanhai Academy and Daxuan. Why was the irrigation, the most important issue in ensuring people's livelihood, handled by Bu Tiansi? You know, putting everything on certain people and expecting them to serve the people unchanged for a thousand years? How is this possible? As expected, as soon as the war started, Bu Tiansi's people were all withdrawn, leaving only the people anxiously waiting for water. It was ridiculous to try to impress the heavens by offering sacrifices.

For her, making it rain is a simple matter. Why does she still spend time leading the people to build water conservancy projects in this remote area?

As a student of Shanhai Academy, An Ling naturally did not think that entrusting such an important aspect of people's livelihood to the monks was the right choice. At the same time, she also understood that people have bad natures and they would not cherish things that come too easily.

Earlier, they actually did not understand An Ling's good intentions. They just wondered why this monk was unreasonable and cruelly forced them to work.

For this purpose, An Ling took great pains to persuade and explain, using both soft and hard tactics - after all, she was not an official of Daxuan, and was not bound by any identity. She was just a casual cultivator who passed by with good intentions.

All in all, thanks to An Ling's efforts, everyone finally gave up their laziness and took action.

Yuantai Town is located on a large platform on top of a high mountain, hence its name. There is plenty of sunshine and a pleasant environment here, but there is only one problem that is difficult to solve.

That is the source of water.

Yuantai Town makes a living by growing rice, with two crops a year. Early rice is usually planted in spring and harvested before late July, which is the latest, while late rice is planted immediately after the early rice is harvested, usually sown from late June to July, and then harvested from late October to November.

So they are anxious because the harvest is almost here, but the rice is suffering from drought!

However, they have always relied on the monk Bu Tiansi who cast spells to make rain. After they left, they could only carry water from the small river at the foot of the mountain on their shoulders and hands, and then transport it to Yuantai Town. It was extremely difficult.

However, after surveying the terrain, An Ling discovered that on the other side of the mountain, there was a lake connected to the Canglan River that runs through Daxuan!

So, a bold idea formed in her mind.

She wants to dig a canal in the mountain to bring lake water into Yuantai Town!