This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"He's fine, let's go over and take a look." Xie Kuorong walked into the room, and An Ling followed closely behind him, catching up quickly.

As soon as she entered the room, An Ling was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she drew out her sword and shouted, "What are you doing!"

Ji Shengchu was seen lying on his back on the ground, with black air surrounding his body, as if he was breathing out more than breathing in. The room was filled with flying dark ghosts. The culprit, Jiu Xiaozi, opened his arms, raised his head, and swallowed the flying ghosts in big mouthfuls.

"Don't move." Xie Kurong stopped An Ling and continued, "This is the reward he deserves."

An Ling looked at Jiu Xiaozi obscurely, but did not make any more moves. She just said with a hoarse voice: "Master, so this kind of 'transaction' is as it should be?"

“Yes.” Xie Kurong said, “This is an unspoken rule. It’s like putting a tiger and flesh that can induce it to go crazy together. You have to be prepared for the tiger to eat the flesh.”

While the two were talking, Jiu Xiaozi had already devoured all the flying souls in the room. Occasionally one or two escaped the net, but they were caught by Xie Kurong who had been waiting at the door.

Xie Kurong grabbed the soul and walked to Jiu Xiaozi leisurely, asking, "Is everything resolved?"

"Of course, don't you see who I am?" Jiu Xiaozi said proudly, "An old ghost is an old ghost, and his tonic power is just greater than that of a young ghost! This trip can probably extend my life by twenty years!"

"You're lucky." Xie Kurong said coldly after throwing the remaining soul to Jiuxiaozi.

"Tonic", "Kung Fu", "Destiny"...

These common words of the evil cultivators appeared in the conversation between the two, so casually, so everyday, that An Ling felt dazed for a moment, as if this was the way the world had always been, and this kind of behavior was right.

Thinking of this, An Ling was shocked and quickly cleared the idea from her mind.

It has always been like this, right?

"Okay, little guy, come in quickly." Jiu Xiaozi smiled and waved at An Ling, like a kind elder, but the words he said were not kind at all, "Do you want me to teach you how to prolong your life? As cultivators of our generation, we should live as long as the heaven and earth, and shine as brightly as the sun and the moon."

An Ling swayed and said repeatedly: "No, no, senior, I don't want to learn these..."

Jiu Xiaozi's eyes narrowed, and the danger seemed to last only a moment. By the time An Ling reacted, he had regained his amiability and said to the two of them, "I have cleared this guy's extra soul. Now, we just have to wait for him to wake up."

An Ling looked at Ji Shengchu who had fallen into a deep sleep. After expelling the extra souls that had invaded his body, he regained his calmness after a long absence. Between his handsome eyebrows and eyes, there was endless vicissitudes and years. His straight nose and thin red lips...

An Ling was startled and quickly looked away.

Ji Shengchu, this old zombie, is really not simple! There seems to be a vortex on him that constantly tempts people, making countless people fall into it after seeing him, unable to extricate themselves!

At this time, An Ling thought of Yaxun. No, Yaxun must have been bewitched by him after spending so much time with him! She must wake Yaxun up!

At this moment, Jiu Xiaozi seemed to have discovered something, and smiled at An Ling and said, "Do you like it? If you like it, just take it away to play. What the hell is this world? What does the life and death of so many people have to do with you? It's better to enjoy yourself as soon as possible, so as not to miss the spring."

An Ling was a little annoyed. She suppressed her voice and whispered, "Senior, if everyone is so carefree and happy, then the world may not be able to function."

"Tsk tsk tsk, at such a young age, she acts like an old man who is about to die!" Jiu Xiaozi pointed at An Ling and said to Xie Kurong with a smile: "Your little disciple is really a fool! In other words, she only cares about principles. As long as someone uses principles to frame her, she will definitely be fooled!"

An Ling didn't know why Jiu Xiaozi always targeted her, but due to her status and situation, she could only shut up, with a look of aggrieved expression on her little face.

Xie Kurong shook his head and said, "Everyone has their own destiny. It is precisely because An Ling is such a person that I am willing to accept her as my disciple."

“That’s right. You, Xie Kurong, are already a hypocrite with a ruthless heart. If you accept another black-hearted guy… hehehe…”

Every word Jiuxiaozi said was full of malice, which made An Ling and the others frown. But fortunately, neither of them was the kind of people who were easily angered, so they just let him say what he wanted!

Anyway, what kind of person you are and what you want to do are all your own business. Other people's gossip can only change those who have weak minds.

"We are even now." Xie Kuorong said.

"Okay!" Jiu Xiaozi said happily, "Then I wish we will never see each other again in this life!"

Jiuxiaozi was "sent" out of the secret realm by Xie Kurong himself. He lay on the ground and cursed at Xie Kurong, who had thrown him to the ground casually and left without looking back. But no matter how much he cursed, no one in this world paid any attention to him except a few people who had never had any contact with him.

He will also live in this world for a long time and alone until the day he collapses.

……

"Jiu Xiaozi used to be the true leader of the righteous path," Xie Kurong said, "probably, just like you now, worrying about the rise and fall of the people of the world every day, and working hard to kill demons every day."

An Ling became interested and asked, "What happened next?"

"Then..." Xie Kurong sneered, "Then he went crazy."

"He worries about how the world will remain clear after his death."

"He is also conceited and thinks that the world cannot do without him and that he is the center of the world."

"So, he started down a wrong path that almost all monks would take."

An Ling asked: "All?"

"Yes, almost all of them, including the vast majority of monks you have heard of or not heard of."

"Isn't it the same for the children in the Immortal Sect?"

"They keep saying that they are doing it for the greater good, for the benefit of more people, so they have to sacrifice a small number of people and use their flesh and blood to achieve Qingping."

"An Ling, are you afraid of death?" Xie Kuorong suddenly asked.

An Ling shook her head: "I'm not afraid."

"Are you afraid that evil will run rampant and the world will become hell?"

An Ling nodded: "Afraid."

"If you die, the world will become hell. Are you still afraid of death?"

An Ling pondered for a moment and replied, "I never think about this kind of question."

"Why?"

"There's a line in our poem that goes 'Talented people emerge in every generation, and each leads the trend for hundreds of years'. After I die, I'll just be a handful of dirt. Why would I care about the floods after my death?"

"Oh?"

An Ling continued, "I just want to do my best to leave something for the world. As for how much future generations can understand and achieve, that is their business. It is not up to me to take care of everything. I am not everyone's biological mother."

To put it bluntly, An Ling's words were cold and indifferent, but they made Xie Kuorong feel deeply moved.

After a while, he said, "This is the greatest kindness. It is better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish. Jiu Xiaozi, Tian Xuan Yuan Jun... the great monks of ancient and modern times, who have great ambitions and strategies, are just doing selfish things in the name of 'righteousness'."

An Ling sighed, "Yes, you can't be a parent forever. If a child can't learn to be independent and has to rely on the parents for everything, it's like the parents carrying a giant baby on their backs with a sling, feeding and wiping the baby's butt every day."

While they were discussing, Ji Shengchu had woken up. He pretended to be still unconscious and listened to the entire conversation between the two.