This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling thought for a moment, and then continued to ask Wu Baiquan, "Brother, is Xu Zhizhou of Liyang City interested in recruiting you?"

Wu Baiquan spat and cursed, "Him? He deserves it? I was just desperate for a while, so I was deceived by him. After you explain it to me clearly, I will definitely ignore him!"

"No matter what, we have to go meet him." An Ling said calmly, "He is very important."

"Shall we go now?"

"No, wait a little longer," An Ling said, "After Ayimu wakes up, we will go and discuss cooperation."

Wu Baiquan glanced at An Ling suspiciously and asked, "You want to take Ayimu with you? Someone might die! What if she eats Old Xu when she's not happy?"

"Oh yeah, you let Ayimu join us? Doesn't that break our agreement?"

An Ling smiled and said, "Brother, thank you for reminding me, but it is impossible for Ayimu to join us. She is not interested in this. At most, I can 'trade' with her, but I cannot make her join our cause from the bottom of her heart."

"She only cares about the little piece of land in Beiming Sea," An Ling said. After thinking for a while, she added, "There is also the hatred with the leader of Yuehua Sect."

"Hey, what do you think is the relationship between them? He is her master after all, right? How come it becomes like this now... uh, ahahaha, you... why did you come out?" Wu Baiquan was originally gossiping about Ayimu with a gossipy look on his face, but suddenly he felt a chill on his back. Then he saw that Ayimu had been standing behind An Ling since he didn't know when, and it seemed that he had just come out of the room.

Wu Baiquan smiled awkwardly and asked enthusiastically: "It's Ayimu! Are you feeling better? Do you want to drink some water..."

"No need." Ayimu said coldly. She looked at An Ling and Wu Baiquan's embarrassed faces. Her heart was no longer as calm as before, thinking that those who obey me will prosper and those who disobey me will perish. Instead, she said bluntly, "You don't have to worry that I will tarnish your 'noble' and 'righteous' little organization. I only want An Ling..."

An Ling was shocked.

"I just want An Ling to help me kill Ainofei!" Aimu's anger seemed to be erupting, and he was murderous. "Help me kill that woman! I will agree to one of your requests! No matter what it is, I will complete it!"

Faced with the overwhelming promise of the Saintess of Yuehua Sect, An Ling did not agree immediately. Instead, she asked, "Is it worth it?"

Aimu had already thought that An Ling might make things difficult for her, or ask her to mend her ways and stop taking the human pill, but she didn't expect An Ling to ask this question. She was stunned for a moment.

"Ayimu, I don't need your promise, but I need you to tell me why you killed her?" An Ling said calmly, "What did she do to make you hate her so much?"

"Hehehe..." Aimu's eyes were blinded, and her beautiful face was ruined by Yu Lang's sword moves. At this moment, if it weren't for the hatred supporting her, she would probably have committed suicide long ago, right?

Ayimu sneered, "Okay, since you want to ask, then I will answer you. I am the illegitimate daughter born by Ainofei in violation of the rules of the sect, but I was used as a tool for her to stabilize the Yuehua Sect. She even treated me and a group of disciples as abandoned children in the transaction with Tianxuan Yuanjun! Tell me, how can I not hate her!"

Wu Baiquan took a deep breath and quickly lowered his head, pretending that he was a ball of transparent air.

An Ling looked up into Ayimu's eyes filled with anger and pain, and asked, "What are you hating? Are you hating that Ainofei doesn't take her life seriously, or that Ainofei didn't fulfill her responsibilities as a mother to you, so that you don't feel the normal family love?"

"Bullshit! Is she worthy of being my mistress..." The word "mother" was on the tip of Aimu's tongue, but she couldn't utter a word. These two words have been her nightmare for many years!

"Ayimu, you have always been a selfish person," An Ling said bluntly, "What you care about is never what she did, but what she didn't do to you."

Aimu's chest was heaving violently due to her rapid breathing. She had already pinched a silver needle between her fingers, ready to shoot it at An Ling's annoying face at any time, but when she saw that An Ling was still calm, she calmed down for no reason.

An Ling continued: "Ayimu, it's not your fault that you were born into the wrong family. You don't need to use such radical means to rebel against your mother."

"Don't say those two words!" Aimu was angry again, but this time, she did not have the intention to kill An Ling like she did just now. Instead, she felt embarrassed as if she was seen through.

"To be honest, I can help you kill Ainofi," An Ling said, looking seriously into Ayimu's eyes, "but I suggest you think about it again."

Ayimu was not a fool. As the second-in-command of Yuehua Cult for many years, she was definitely not a straw bag. She reacted immediately and asked, "Do you know something?"

"Yes."

An Ling pushed the wheelchair, but her hands were too weak to move it. She sighed and said to Ayimu, "There are no large-scale casualties among your Yuehua Sect disciples. They are now in the Shiwan Mountains with other immortal sect disciples."

Although Aimu showed no expression on the surface, his heart was already in turmoil.

"If you and Lin Ji had not been deceived by the fragments of the Heavenly Dao, then you should be with them now and join the battle against the Futian Army."

"I don't know how much you overheard, but I can tell you responsibly that none of the elite disciples who participated in the Immortal Sect Conference were affected. Except for the disciples who remained in the Sky Sect, the disciples of the other major immortal sects were well preserved in the Hundred Thousand Mountains as a living force."

“And I just came back from there.”

Aimu bit her lips and said nothing, but her clenched fists vaguely revealed her inner thoughts.

An Ling continued, "To be honest, we are all disciples of the Immortal Sect. There is no need to fight among ourselves at this critical moment. Ayimu, I am afraid I don't have time to help you with your request, but there are people there who can help you."

Ayimu said calmly: "Why? When I was most helpless, you only needed to make up a lie to get a free slave. Why did you go to the trouble of telling me this?"

An Ling smiled, with only compassion and warmth in her smile. She said calmly, "Because I want to give you the opportunity to choose. No matter who you are, you should have the right to choose, and this is the freedom I have always longed for!"

"Freedom...?" Aimu fell into deep thought.

An Ling smiled and said, "Don't rush to make a decision. I still need your help. Of course, I'm not inviting you as a so-called master and slave, but as a friend to help me negotiate with the governor here."

Aimu's tone softened. She snorted coldly, fiddling with her long hair that covered her eyes, and said, "What is there to talk about? Isn't this city already in your possession?"

"I've said that no matter who they are, they should have the right to choose." An Ling said, "But, negotiation is also a science, and I need a black face by my side."

Aimu chuckled and commented sharply: "Both the leader and the villain."