This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"Who are we? Hahaha, you actually asked who we are!" The man with a mustache seemed to have heard something particularly funny and was dancing with joy.

An Ling looked at the few people secretly: the leader should be the woman with a sword, she always has a smile on her face, but it looks fake at first glance; the man with a mustache dressed like a scholar looks crazy, his eyes are rolling around, and his eyesight should not be very good; the last man is not good-looking, with a low sense of presence, with two steel forks tied around his waist, leaning against the door with an indifferent face.

"My apologies, seniors." An Ling guessed that they were probably martial artists, and that she had to admit defeat when the time came. Otherwise, they would kill her with a single knife and then walk away. There would be no way for her to complain.

"Don't take it personally, little girl. My second brother is just like that. I hope he doesn't scare you." The woman smiled and said, "My name is Yu Lang, his name is Liu Xiahui, and the one at the door is Third Brother Xie Kuorong."

"Ah..." It was An Ling's first time dealing with a gangster, and she didn't know what to say for a moment. She could only reply dryly, "I've heard a lot about you."

"Do you know us? Are you here to admire us for a long time?" Liu Xiahui appeared from the side and asked with his head tilted.

An Ling was startled again by the sudden appearance of Liu Xiahui, but she just rolled her eyes and pretended to be calm.

"Blind Liu! Come back here!" Yu Lang's smile could no longer be maintained. She grabbed Liu Xiahui's collar and pulled him back.

"The Three Immortals of the East China Sea, the fishermen in this area used to call us that." Xie Kuorong, who had always been silent and pretending to be a master, finally spoke, and his words were extremely childish as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Hehehe, the three fresh delicacies are fish, shrimp and crab! And paired with green onions, ginger and garlic, it's the best!"

"You two! Do you want to get beaten?! You are grown men, yet you still act like kids!"

The three of them were noisy and arguing over a funny name, but An Ling couldn't laugh. As a coastal fisherman, she knew who the "Three Immortals of the East China Sea" were better than anyone else!

Once, their village was invaded by a horde of sea monsters. She was still young at that time. It was the first time she saw a monster as big and scary as Godzilla in real life! She hid in her mother's arms and almost thought she was going to be reincarnated again.

At this moment, the "Three Immortals of the East China Sea" appeared like superheroes! Their swords were as sharp as silk, their pens were as powerful as thunder and rain, and their two steel forks danced flawlessly, protecting the young girl and the fishermen behind them, allowing ordinary people to survive in troubled times.

"So it's you..." An Ling felt sad. Her childhood heroes appeared before her eyes. A big part of the reason why she wanted to cultivate immortality was because of their influence - she also wanted to become such a great cultivator.

"I am An Ling, a commoner, and I thank the immortal for saving my life." She was so excited that she bowed to the three people seriously.

"Sure enough! It turns out that everyone knows me, Mr. Right! Haha!" The man with a mustache laughed with his hands on his hips.

"That's not necessary. This is the responsibility of monks like us." Yu Lang said in a gentle voice, "We came here just to ask if you have encountered anything special. Anything strange will do."

An Ling's heart skipped a beat. She remembered the white light in her dream just now... That white light was obviously unusual, as if it was a divine trick. If she told it directly, would it have any effect on her...

But when she looked at the three immortals from the East China Sea who had saved her from the monster and were stared at by three pairs of eyes filled with earnest expectations, she decided to trust their character.

An Ling told the details of the dream except the secret of her previous life.

“This is the sword that can rival the one that created the sky... What a pity, it’s such a pity for such an amazing person..." Yu Lang murmured to himself. They were doing business in the town at the time and did not witness the sword that created the sky with their own eyes. It was really a pity.

And this girl... Yu Lang's eyes were sharp. He quickly went behind her and raised his hand to touch her bones.

An Ling only felt a flash before her eyes, and then a comfortable pain came over her whole body, as if all the bones in her body were pulled out, massaged, and then stuffed back again.

"Ouch! Ouch..." She groaned a few times, but when she saw the three people staring at her, she put her eyes back in embarrassment.

"I think she has to learn from me." Xie Kuorong said in a deep voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk, is it your turn yet? The elder sister hasn't said anything yet!" Liu Xiahui retorted.

“She has a sword spirit that reaches the sky and a natural sword bone. Even if she is placed in our Sword Sect, she can still compete for the title of the sword master of the younger generation!” Yu Lang thought to herself. Her eyes lit up and she could no longer keep her smile. She whispered to herself in a voice that no one could hear: “Humph, only a fool would send her to the Sword Sect! I will teach her all the moves I created, and then take this girl back and give those old guys a slap in the face! Let’s see how they can still show off their disciples in front of me every day!”

Although An Ling was a little confused, she knew that the immortal fate she had been pursuing had come! An Ling knelt down with a thud, kowtowed to everyone, and said sincerely: "Senior, please accept me as your disciple!"

Very good, it’s finally said out, these are the Three Immortals of the East China Sea, we must find a way to cling to the thighs of our idols!

Everyone fell silent, and the sudden silence made An Ling uneasy.

"An Ling, although you have good aptitude, we don't just look at aptitude when accepting a disciple. How about this, we will give you a year. If you can pass our test within this year, the three of us can accept you as a disciple. How about it?" Yu Lang kept laughing in his heart, but his face was tense and serious, as if she had really become the kind of "expert" in the eyes of others like her master.

"...Okay, please rest assured, seniors!" Although the gap between what was expected is a little big, it is accepting a disciple after all. Such a serious matter should be handled with caution... And An Ling has always been a person who is good at seizing every opportunity. No matter how the situation changes, she is full of high morale.

Seeing that they were silent, An Ling hesitated for a while and asked, "Senior, test..." She looked up, but there was no trace of the three immortals in front of her. There was only a single figure in the hut.

"Hehe, our test has already begun." Where An Ling couldn't see, Sanxian laughed with evil intent.

……

Well, even though the immortal came and left, life still has to go on, right? After all, the test is still a long way off.

An Ling looked at the copper coins on the table and began to worry again. Instead of thinking about the vague immortal fate, it would be better to fill her stomach and wallet first.

"Whatever, you didn't say when you'll come to test me anyway. Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

She scraped the empty rice jar and barely got together a bowl of rice. She then carefully took out a jar of pickles from the cupboard and reluctantly made some to go with the rice.

"What should I do in the future?" An Ling began to make plans for her future. "I definitely want to cultivate immortality, but I haven't even started yet. There's still a year left. Should I continue to work for Boss Yu? But Boss Yu was just kind enough to give me a higher salary. If I don't rely on them for help, with my current physique and strength, I wouldn't be able to earn much... It's just that my mother was sick at the time, and I didn't have time to do other things for a living... um... mother..."

While eating and thinking about the future, An Ling suddenly thought of her mother and tears fell uncontrollably. When she buried her mother, she pretended to be strong and did not let anyone see a single tear, but after all the turmoil subsided, she suddenly realized something.

People are always like this. Sharp sadness may only last for a short moment, but long-lasting sadness exists in every ordinary life. For example, when you are eating, you suddenly remember that someone you used to eat with is no longer with us, and then you suddenly burst into tears. At that time, you just thought it was normal.

Tears mixed with pickles taste quite delicious when eaten. It can be regarded as a "snack" in the poor life.

In the days that followed, the Three Immortals of the East China Sea never appeared again, and she never dreamed of the scene of "the sword coming to the sky gate" again. As the days passed, everything seemed to have returned to the way it was before.

As long as it was a legitimate business, An Ling would do anything to make money - fishing, farming, collecting seafood from the shore, mending clothes for villagers, and even reselling some small items. Through labor, her body became stronger and stronger, and she no longer needed to use all her strength to pull up the fishing net. Her wallet also gradually became fatter, and she no longer had to eat only pickles for meals, but also had some meat.

But the sword light that created the world seemed to be rooted in her heart. Whenever she couldn't sleep or eat well and wanted to give up because of the hardship of life, she would think of the sword light - who was the person who could use such a brilliant sword? How graceful was he when he swung the sword? The sword came out like a dragon, slicing through the sky, so cool! If those immortals hadn't given up on her, would she be able to soar into the sky like the owner of the sword light one day?

This idea slowly began to take root and sprout in my heart, and finally grew into a towering tree with its crown covering my heart and reaching up to the clouds.