This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

If there was an opportunity at your fingertips to make all your wishes come true, would you do it?

Hu, a man who possesses the greatest wisdom in the world and has been stirring up the turmoil in the world for thousands of years, has no doubt that the memories and emotional changes of ordinary people are transparent to him.

He knows how to pluck at people's heartstrings and is well aware of the weaknesses of human nature.

There are only two things that people seek: one is to benefit themselves, and the other is to harm others.

To benefit oneself is to realize one's self-worth in society through external things such as wealth, status, and power; while to harm others is a bad nature that is deeply rooted in the human soul.

People are born with a love of plunder. It is human nature to plunder any living creature within sight. When they are young, they plunder their mother's nutrition. When they grow up, they constantly use various means to "defeat", "surpass" and "kill" those who block their way in society. As long as there is competition, there will always be people who do things that "harm others and do not benefit themselves" but still enjoy doing so.

Competition leads to conflicts, and when conflicts escalate, they ignite hatred and anger.

A group of people with similar ideas gathered together and launched a purge against the "different" group.

This is war.

The "Futian Army" and even the more ancient Dayi Dynasty, which one was not established by Hu himself?

He only needs to gently pluck the heartstrings of a few mortals, and he can control the entire world in his hands. Hatred, anger, pain... mortals' negative emotions bring more power than positive emotions, so he sets out to instigate a war, using high-sounding banners to stir up hatred between mortals.

"If being controlled by others can bring you a more complete life than an ordinary person, then why not?"

Ji Shengchu followed his guidance and became the first emperor who would go down in history!

"So what about you? What's your choice?"

……

"Are you going to swallow your anger and watch your enemy, who hurt you so badly, live a happy and fulfilling life?"

"Is it that you can never clear away the haze and pain in the world even if you try your best?"

"Why not put your mind at ease and learn to rely on the strong? The position of the true god, the slaying of all evil enemies... everything is in your hands. The whole world is yours. How you want to transform this world is up to you, isn't it?"

Hu was like a poisonous snake, slowly crawling to the side of An Ling's neck, spitting out his tongue at her, constantly tempting her.

"That rotten world should have been destroyed long ago!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them to protect the weak."

"Do you want what happened to you to happen again?"

An Ling felt as if her soul had flown out of her body, riding on the clouds, and flew to a sky so high that she never dared to imagine it, overlooking the world.

Hu floated beside her with a smile, introducing the world to her.

"An Ling, look, that golden place in the north is called Beiming Sea. It is the ancestral land of Yuehua Sect and Rulu Temple. According to legend, one can communicate with gods there."

"In the northeast, there are buildings filled with human life. That's the Great Xuan Dynasty. Ah, now they seem to be using machines. Tsk, they are totally useless."

"The West is filled with endless fire and suffering. No human being can survive there."

"And the entire east is a deep ocean. Do you want to know what's on the other side of the ocean?"

An Ling was led by Hu to observe the world in a daze. The world that was originally so huge that it was unbelievable, now seemed like the sand table that she used to help her senior sister look after in the cave.

"Countless mortals thrive in this pure land, living their lives either passionately or indifferently."

"Is it fun? I'll give you everything."

"It can also help you become a new god."

An Ling did not react. In her soul, countless memories and thoughts flashed by like shooting stars, and finally stopped on the "sand table".

"What's the difference between a sand table in a cave and this world?"

"For a truly transcendent god, it is but a blink of an eye."

……

The mystery and wonder need no words, enter the spiritual void and observe the great way.

In an instant, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, fire and stones flew, billions of years of time passed, meteors in the daytime, everything pale, meaningless, indescribable, seemed to fly away like a cicada in the morning dew, countless colors that can be named, and wonders that cannot be named, are all passing through the soul.

There is a thin line between life and death, and we cannot see each other in our past and future lives.

The memories of the past buried deep in the soul are awakened, but they are like sand flowing through fingers. The feeling of flowing through fingers is very clear, but it cannot be caught or retained. There is only an empty sigh. Right and wrong, true and false, what does it matter in the long and sad time? It is just like dew and dream.

Stop, stop, stop. Let's start over again, and leave it all in vain for eternity.

The darkness surged up like a maggot attached to the bones, and the icy and heartless thoughts crawled up from the ankles. Yes, what does it matter if I keep having false thoughts? All the right and wrong are just a dream. There is no need to wake up from a good dream. I will sleep forever in the grave.

The night is endless and resentment still lingers, but my heart is clear and has its own light.

"Light?"

A glimmer of light exploded from the bottom of my heart, illuminating the entire darkness.

An Ling was illuminated by the light, and her whole body felt like it was burning with unbearable pain. She screamed and tried to move away, but was nailed to the spot. Some force forced her to look directly at the light.

"What! You actually left a backup plan for this person! When did it happen?!"

"I am dumber than you, so I can only be the early bird."

It seems like someone is talking?

The light gradually gathered together and turned into a dazzling giant dragon that could not be looked directly at. The giant dragon and the giant snake condensed from darkness bit, devoured, and blended with each other, but neither gave an inch. As the battle was fierce, they chased each other in this small space. They swallowed each other's flesh and blood into their stomachs, but could not assimilate it. Their heads turned into the color of each other. The contradiction and fusion of black and white gradually condensed into a pattern that An Ling was very familiar with.

Tai Chi.

……

An Ling woke up suddenly. Just as she was about to get up, she found that her abdomen was in unbearable pain. She groaned and lay down again.

The little girl who was watching over her shouted, "Hurry up, she's awake!"

"I-am I still alive?"

An Ling was breathing heavily and felt dizzy. Countless colors flew past her eyes, making it almost impossible for her to see. She could only resign herself to her fate and close her eyes. Her ears were buzzing as if she always heard something whispering.

After a while, she heard someone talking and she pricked up her ears to listen carefully.

"Are you sure An Ling is still An Ling?"

"You saw what happened that day. Those two people retreated. An Ling must have done something we don't know about!"

"Her sword almost caused a disaster. It belongs to... that person. Do you think An Ling can really control it?"

"Hush, those little ones are coming."

An Ling closed her eyes and lay on her back on the bed. She was suffering from unbearable abdominal pain, could not open her eyes, and was also disturbed by strange noises in her ears. It was really painful.

But compared to her own pain, she wanted to know what happened at the end of the battle.

She only remembered that after her soul left her body, she seemed to see many bizarre things, heard many strange noises, and...

An Ling's head began to hurt again. She curled up on the bed and groaned. This kind of pain could not be suppressed even with her spiritual power. It was a pain that penetrated deep into her soul and was unbearable for her.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's miserable."

"When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first ..." "An Ling! How are you?"

Before the man finished reading, he was drowned out by Wu Baiquan's loud shouting.

Wu Baiquan stepped into the room and looked at An Ling struggling in pain on the bed. Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes. He sobbed a little and said, "Ling, it's my brother who is useless. I can't protect you."

"Get out of the way," Aimu's usually charming voice had a hint of coldness today. She pushed Wu Baiquan away from the air and quickly came to An Ling's bed. After just one look, she said with a complicated expression, "An Ling's soul seems to have changed a little."

"It's very likely that Hu is playing tricks in her soul." A gentle voice like the breeze came from a distance. This is Lin Ji. He came into the room with his empty sleeves. Looking at everyone who didn't have a complete good person, he sighed deeply and continued: "It feels so bad to be controlled by the way of heaven."

An Ling forced herself to open her eyes and tried to see clearly, but the kaleidoscope-like vision made her close her eyes again.

"An Ling, don't force yourself. We know you really want to know what happened. Let me tell you in detail."