This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Guo Zichou whispered that human lives were the hard currency for cultivators.

An Ling looked at Guo Zichou in shock. Is this something a righteous cultivator could say?

Guo Zichou said in a deep voice: "Don't disbelieve it, it's just that our sect is special and not like other sects. Other sects, even those old rivals, are the same."

In the cave under the raging storm, accompanied by the flickering firelight, he told An Ling the secret that could overturn her worldview.

Guo Zichou said to An Ling: "Let me ask you a question first, do you know how cultivators practice?"

An Ling blurted out: "Of course, it is to inhale and exhale spiritual energy, cleanse the body with the essence of the sun and the moon, and shed the mortal bones to become an immortal body."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" Guo Zichou whispered, "It is to devour people's souls."

An Ling was horrified.

Guo Zichou chuckled and continued, "Fools like you and me naturally absorb the spiritual energy in the air to strengthen ourselves. So where does the spiritual energy come from?"

An Ling answered with difficulty: "Spiritual energy naturally comes from heaven and earth."

"Haha, spiritual energy is just the scraps exhaled by those great gods." Guo Zichou pointed mysteriously, "When I was a child, Yu Lang and I secretly read the ancient books of the sect. There is a terrible story recorded in it."

"Legend has it that there were once thirty-three layers of heaven, and each of these thirty-three layers had a terrifying god who devoured the souls of mortals and exhaled spiritual energy. Those mortals who died would re-enter reincarnation in the belly of the god, allowing the entire world to continue to thrive."

"But later, a human with extraordinary talent learned this secret. She couldn't bear the miserable fate of mortals, so she took up her sword and went up to the thirty-third heaven, killing all the gods. The 'sky' where the gods lived was also broken down by her and fell to the mortal world. Since then, there have been no more gods in the world."

"She rebuilt the order of yin and yang and established a place of reincarnation called 'The Netherworld', which allowed living beings to continue to thrive. She also used the power of reincarnation to produce spiritual energy, so that both cultivators and mortals could live well, and the world was at peace."

"And this amazingly talented human is the founder of the Canglan Sword Sect, the Canglan Sword Immortal Ling Fengyue."

An Ling thought of the sect rules and techniques left by the ancestors, looked at Guo Zichou in shock, and said, "Is our ancestor... so powerful?"

Guo Zichou continued, "Yes, she ended the era of gods' rule and brought the world a prosperous era of human rule. She is a role model for countless of us."

But Guo Zichou shook his head and continued to tell An Ling about this ancestor and the disasters that followed: "Although the ancestor's original intention was good, she really created a world for most people to live well, but the world rule of 'devouring souls in exchange for spiritual energy' has never been changed."

“What happened next also began to lose the control of the ancestor and rushed in a terrifying direction.”

"Some evil-minded monks learned this method from somewhere and used it to absorb souls for their own use, thus increasing their own spiritual power."

"But monks are only mortals after all, how can they compare with real gods? After the gods devour souls, they can purify them and return them to the mortal world. The underworld has set up the position of 'Meng Po', who uses divine soup to wash away the past dust and dirt of souls, so that they can reincarnate into the world as before. But those souls devoured by monks cannot be reincarnated!"

Suddenly, a huge thunder struck outside with a loud bang, which made An Ling's whole body numb. Outside the cave, the whole sky and earth turned pure white.

"They are really dead. They don't even have the chance of reincarnation. They have completely disappeared from the world." Guo Zichou's face was hidden in the darkness, filled with a terrifying and gloomy aura.

But no matter how eerie the atmosphere is, it cannot outweigh the horror of this story.

An Ling swallowed her saliva and said with difficulty: "Reincarnation...something went wrong..."

Guo Zichou sneered a few times, his laughter was full of sarcasm and bitterness: "Yes, there is a problem with the most basic rules between heaven and earth. I heard that the total number of souls in the underworld is constantly decreasing, and it is not even enough to supply the reincarnation of babies born every year. Many babies are born dead, and this situation is increasing year by year."

An Ling felt cold all over. Guo Zichou continued, "You can imagine what will happen next... The total number of souls in the world will gradually decrease until every last soul is devoured by the cultivators. The whole world will become a dead place."

"They...why are they doing this? If the world is destroyed, then they..."

"They? They will become new gods by then..." Guo Zichou said dimly, "With the power of the entire world, whether it is to reshape the world or break through the void and go to other places, it is a perfect choice. Who would care about a dead world?"

The two of them were silent. The stagnant atmosphere combined with the violent storm outside the cave was chilling.

An Ling didn't know what to say. She had never thought about these terrible problems. She thought that this world was just like those immortal cultivation novels on Blue Star, where the strong prey on the weak in fighting and killing. Who knew there would be such big problems?

Blue Star?

An Ling suddenly remembered something, and her body trembled. She clearly remembered her past life. She was a stranger who traveled from Blue Star and was not within the range of Daxuan's reincarnation! What was going on?

Before she could hesitate for long, Guo Zichou answered her doubts with his next words.

Guo Zichou seemed to remember something and said doubtfully, "It's strange to say. The last record in the classics said that the founder, Canglan Sword Fairy, left a message for her disciples, saying that she would go and remedy the problem, and then she disappeared. No one has ever seen the founder again. But after that, stillbirths still exist, but the number has decreased a lot. Our world has also stumbled to this day."

An Ling's mind raced, but she didn't dare to say anything. She just pretended to be listening to the story carefully, but her heart was already filled with huge waves: the rules of devouring souls have not changed, so where did these extra souls come from!

Could it be that...she came here this way too...

"Hey, little An Ling, what are you daydreaming about? Your eyes are fixed on the screen." Guo Zichou pushed An Ling's shoulder and asked.

He suddenly slapped his head in annoyance, muttering to himself in frustration: "Yeah, you're just a young kid, and I'm telling you this. Oh! I shouldn't have said it earlier. I'm such a big mouth!"

An Ling shook her head, gave Guo Zichou a forced smile, and said, "Uncle Master, it's okay. I'm very grateful that you can tell me these things."

Guo Zichou was relieved to see that An Ling just didn't react for a moment. He warned her, "You must be careful of the people from the other five sects in the future. Some of them are doing this behind the scenes and pretending to be righteous. Ugh."

It was connected. Everything was connected. Time travel, cultivation, the colorless and tasteless fragments of Xumi Heaven, the number of souls...

An Ling felt as if she was trapped in a swamp, and a tidal darkness swept over her completely.