This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling returned to Mr. Mai's house again.

Just as she returned from the Yin and Yang world and stepped into the world of the living, An Ling's eyes suddenly became sharp. She cast an invisibility spell on herself and hid in the dark.

A strong smell of blood lingered at the tip of my nose. There was not a single sound inside or outside the Mai residence, not even the chirping of birds or the barking of dogs. There was only dead silence.

It was the height of summer, and the extremely high temperature distorted the air, creating a heat wave. In such hot weather, the dead bodies would quickly rot and stink, eventually attracting swarms of maggots and flies.

An Ling drew out her sword Shattering Stars and cautiously climbed over the wall to enter the Mai family's home. When she saw the scene in front of her, even though she was a veteran of many battles, she had an irresistible urge to vomit.

All 120 members of the Mai family were in the courtyard.

Their heads were chopped off, their bodies disappeared, and their intestines and internal organs were connected below their necks, as if they had been pulled out of their bodies. The heads were piled up layer by layer, eventually forming a pyramid-like cone-shaped Jingguan Tower.

Mr. Mai, who was placed on the top, died with his eyes open, his tongue pulled out, and a bloody note nailed on it with a peach wood nail, as if declaring something to the visitor.

An Ling walked closer with a heavy heart and looked at the paper. The words on the paper were written in blood. There were only a few numbers, but they made people shudder.

"No better than pigs and dogs, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance will stay."

Mr. Mai's residence was located in the downtown area, and such a strong smell of blood naturally attracted people's attention. An Ling heard an hurried knock on the door from behind. After thinking for a moment, she jumped onto the rockery and watched from the sidelines.

Not long after, several strong men broke down the door of the Mai family. Curious people, constables and people who wanted to join in the fun rushed in. What caught their eyes was this hellish scene!

“Ahhhhh!” The timid ones were almost frightened to the point of fainting, while a few people forced themselves to remain calm, stretching their heads to read the contents of the note, muttering to themselves: “Pork and dogs…worse than the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance…leaving…this, this! Was it done by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?!”

"What is the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance? They have committed such horrific crimes! Could it be that they are evil cultivators again?" the constable asked angrily.

Soon, the coroner came hurriedly with tools. He carefully lifted Mr. Mai's head down from above. The tangled intestines with dirty blood fell on his body. Everyone's face changed drastically, but the coroner was a professional. He did not shake his hands at all, and did not even blink. He held Mr. Mai's head steadily and examined it, and from time to time he inserted his fingers into the hole in his neck to check something.

Even An Ling, who was sitting on the rockery, had her eyelids twitched, feeling that being a coroner was not a job that ordinary people could do.

While the coroner was examining the body, An Ling thought about it and sneaked into the Yin and Yang world again.

The scenes in the Yin and Yang world correspond to those in the Yang world. Mai Jia in the Yin and Yang world seems to be filtered through black and white, eerie and strange, with faint sounds of ghosts crying.

An Ling was in a hurry on her way and did not enter the Mai family in the Yin and Yang world, so she finally saw the scene of the Mai family in the Yin and Yang world now.

I saw that all the people from the Mai family were standing neatly in the hall, shoulder to shoulder, but there was no head on their shoulders.

An Ling stepped forward with a sword in hand and asked tentatively, "Are you still conscious, Mr. Mai?"

There were a total of one hundred and twenty headless corpses, and no one responded to An Ling.

An Ling let out a long sigh. They had all lost their souls, and even had no chance of reincarnation. It seemed that this was truly the work of an evil cultivator!

"Woooooooo..."

The faint sound of ghost crying came again. An Ling was delighted and hurried towards the source of the sound. After pushing open the door, as expected, old Mr. Mai was curled up in the corner, crying.

Because he died early, he escaped the disaster of having his soul taken away!

He had just died and had no independent consciousness yet. An Ling tried many methods but couldn't make him communicate with her. She thought about it, flipped her palm and took out her soul fire.

She drew out a ray of azure flame and bounced it into Mr. Mai's forehead. After waiting for a while, Mr. Mai actually woke up, but he was still hesitating, his eyes were wide open, and his whole body was trembling, still looking as if he was overly frightened before his death.

"Who killed the 120 people in the Mai family?" An Ling asked.

Although Mr. Mai died of fright, he was now conscious. He tilted his mouth and said intermittently: "Black, holding skulls... four..."

An Ling listened carefully to what Mr. Mai said. Just when she had some clues and wanted to continue asking, suddenly, a vortex appeared beside Mr. Mai, and the powerful suction force pulled him inward!

The soul of Mr. Mai let out a shrill roar, like the sound of glass breaking!

An Ling quickly grabbed Mr. Mai, and with a slight thought, she shot a wisp of colorful flame into the whirlpool. She heard someone screaming in pain from the other side of the whirlpool, and the force pulling Mr. Mai became much weaker. An Ling pushed Mr. Mai away, held her breath, and rushed towards the whirlpool!

Maybe a thousand years passed, maybe just a moment, An Ling passed through the vortex and stepped onto the ground!

As soon as he landed, An Ling swung out four swords in a row, piercing the limbs of the person in front of him!

The man screamed and fell to the ground. An Ling slipped a talisman from his sleeve and threw it on the man's head, immobilizing him. Then he turned into a shadow and cut the tendons of the hands and feet of the other three people, making them unable to resist.

They were all subdued before they could even see what the enemy looked like, and An Ling didn't even get to use any real sword moves.

"You! Who are you?!"

There were skulls scattered all over the ground and the ground was covered with blood scabs. The whole room was filled with evil runes and magic arrays. It was obvious at a glance that these people were evil cultivators.

An Ling stepped on the arm bone of the man who was trying to reach the weapon. With a little force, she could hear a crisp "gra" sound coming from under her feet, accompanied by the screams of the evil cultivator. An Ling sneered, "Here comes someone to take your life!"

Afterwards, An Ling used some means to obtain the information she wanted from several people.

An Ling brought a few people back to the Mai family from the Yin-Yang Realm. In front of everyone, she threw the four half-dead evil cultivators to the ground and said to everyone indifferently: "It was these people who massacred the Mai family."

"Who are you!" The constable and two wandering cultivators drew their weapons, fearing and astonished at An Ling.

Who is this person? Why can he appear here in an instant with evil cultivators?

An Ling smiled and said, "I am An Ling, leader of the Sanyihe Dao League. Nice to meet you fellow Daoists. These people wanted to kill us all and summon the soul of Mr. Mai. I just happened to run into them and took care of them."

"Why is it such a coincidence! How can we guarantee that you are not the murderer!" A casual cultivator said angrily with righteousness.

His friend pulled his sleeves and whispered, "I've heard of the Hedao League. They only operate in the Sanyi Prefecture area, but they recruit independent cultivators from all over the world. If you join them, you can also use some method to improve your spiritual power!"

The casual cultivator was shocked. The more he listened, the more the He Dao Alliance sounded like they didn’t seem like good people!

An Ling shook her head and laughed. She had never expected that the reputation of the Hedao League would be like this. She patiently explained, "My two Daoists, the Hedao League is by no means an evil sect. Instead, we use the mutual help between cultivators and mortals to feed back the cultivators with the incense and faith of mortals. This will not harm anyone."

"As for these four people, I was looking for Mr. Mai in the Yin and Yang Realm, intending to obtain information from him, the only living person, when these four people suddenly summoned Mr. Mai's soul and intended to kill him, so I took action."

An Ling ignored the people who were lost in thought, walked up to the four people and said coldly: "Who ordered you to do this, and how did you kill people? Tell the truth now!"

The few people who had been beaten half to death by An Ling before woodenly repeated what they had already told An Ling.

"We heard that as long as we kill someone and blame the matter on the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, no one will bother us."