Chapter 62 Chapter 62 Three Realms Peace Meeting

Soon the deal was concluded. Before leaving, the madman took out his private collection of records and said, a little embarrassedly, "Can you...can you sign your name on it for me?"

In order to test whether the newly produced records are up to standard, Crazy of course needs to listen to Sang Ling's songs. In his words, you may not become a fan after listening to them once, but you will definitely listen to them a second and third time. At this point, if you still don't become curious about Sang and like her, you're awesome.

Sang Ling herself didn't expect that just one record would have such an effect, but she still signed on it as he asked. A few days later, the first batch of 2,000 records was completed. Sang Ling rented a small shop next to Chunming Pavilion in the name of Chunming Pavilion, intending to sell the records. She hired a few children from the outer city as shop assistants. She purchased the records at a price of two spirit stones and sold them at only three spirit stones.

This was the first record, and something that had never existed in the Three Realms before, so Sang Ling was of course being cautious.

When the first batch of records arrived, Gou Qiu and Sang Ling received the goods together, and they placed the records in the shop together.

Gou Qiu picked up a record and said, "What did you call this?"

Sang Ling laid out the records one by one, "Records, simple and easy to understand."

Sang Ling continues the name of the modern world. This name is indeed simple and easy to understand, and people know what it is immediately after hearing it.

Gou Qiu held the record in her hand, not knowing what to say. She naturally believed in Sang Ling, but considering that she grew up in the Demon Realm and had the mindset of a demon, she would never buy this so-called record.

Of course, Sang Ling’s fans might still buy it, but looking at the price Sang Ling paid for the record, her intention is definitely not to earn spirit stones. From the perspective of the demon world, why would they buy such a record?

It is normal for Sang Ling to have many fans after becoming famous. Fans who come to watch her performances can not only see Sang Ling and feel her personal charm, but also enjoy her live singing and dancing performances, so they are naturally willing to spend money.

Recordable...

Although you may not be able to see Sang Ling’s live performance in Sanlingshi, you can still find a place to listen to music and hear people singing live.

No matter how you think about it, it's not worth it. How can you sell this record then?

On the second day, the shop officially opened for business. The kids from the outer city dressed neatly and put on uniforms, waiting excitedly in the shop to sell their products. They had already become fans of Sang Ling, and were very excited to be able to sell their idol's records.

However, the expected situation of huge crowds of people busy with work did not occur. Only the first batch of fans who knew that the records were for sale came to buy them.

At the end of the day, only five hundred records were sold.

On the second day, more fans knew about it, but only more than a thousand tickets were sold.

The remaining 18,000-odd records were piled up in the shop, turning gray along with the earthy faces of Gou Qiu and the children from the outer city.

Gou Qiu couldn't help it anymore, so he found Sang Ling and asked, "What are your plans for the record next?"

Sang Ling took a sip of tea and said in a daze, "No."

Gou Qiu was stunned. "No? Without you, you would have stockpiled 20,000."

Sang Ling was not in a hurry: "Sell slowly, they will eventually sell out."

This is something that has never existed in the Three Realms, and it is not a product like modern mobile phones and computers that will definitely become a hit once they appear.

Records are products of the spiritual realm. No one can predict whether they will become popular or become something known to all three realms.

When she chose to develop the record industry, her starting point was of course the hope that the record could spread her works throughout the three realms. The disadvantage of live performances is that no matter how hard she tries, her fans will only be limited to Chao City. If she wants to develop fans in other places, she will have to change places.

Music is truly without region or boundary. Although the three realms are in opposition, their spirits are common.

But if you ask her if she has any follow-up measures, she really doesn't have any. She is really not good at marketing.

Gou Qiu was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed, "Okay, okay, it's worthy of Sang Ling."

Sang Ling was gambling almost every step. Fortunately, she had bet right every time before. But after gambling so much, it was normal to bet wrong once.

On the third day, the fans couldn't stand it anymore, because Sang Ling really didn't promote at all, and only a few fans knew that the album was released. How could fans allow their idol's album sales to be so bad?

Fans began to promote the record on their own initiative, and as more and more fans learned about the record, its sales began to rise.

The owner of the "Snack Shop Where Sang Had Eaten" was even more hardworking, and even equipped a loudspeaker to play Sang Ling's songs on a loop in the shop.

It must be said that the effect was surprisingly good. The number of diners in the snack bar increased dramatically, and the majority of customers coming to the store were no longer Sang Ling's fans. There were also many people who came to buy records after listening to her songs. This could be considered a win-win situation.

However, the snack bar has limited traffic and does not bring in much sales.

On the fourth day, Ao Ze sent one of his men to buy all the remaining records, but was rejected by Sang Ling.

Sales have never been a problem. The effect she wanted was not achieved. Even if all 20,000 records were sold, it would be useless.

On the fourth night, Gou Qiu went to see Sang Ling with the account books.

"After four days of sales, the total record sales amounted to 7,300 copies."

It goes without saying that these were all bought by fans.

Gou Qiuchou was not happy. "Looking at the situation, it shouldn't be a problem to sell 20,000 copies. The main thing is that 20,000 copies should be saturated, and there won't be much market in the future."

Sang Ling propped up her face to look at the account book, and found it quite funny as she thought about it. In the modern world, her albums easily sold tens of millions of copies, but now even twenty thousand is a stretch.

She had to brainstorm some marketing methods, as it seemed that she would not be able to do without marketing.

As she was going through the marketing plans she could think of one by one, Yu Tong suddenly lit up. He took a look and his expression immediately turned ugly.

Gou Qiu poked his head out curiously, "What's wrong?"

Sang Ling put away the jade tube and smiled: "My dear Lord Demon, I must go to see him again."

Gou Qiu didn't know why her heart skipped a beat and her eyelids twitched wildly. She closed her eyes, but there was no relief.

"I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy."

Sang Ling handed her a cup of tea and said, "Master Demon must have no good intentions when he came to see me. Perhaps that's why you're so nervous."

Gou Qiu took a sip of tea and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

She had worried about Sang Ling before, but never to this extent.

But when Gou Qiu was about to say something, he looked up and saw Sang Ling had already walked towards Moshengze.

When Sang Ling walked to the front of Mo Sheng Ze, she found that Manager Wolf was waiting for her outside Mo Sheng Ze. From that moment on, Sang Ling's eyelids began to twitch slightly.

When the wolf steward saw Sang Ling coming, his tail couldn't help but wag. There was a small spirit boat parked next to him, and he respectfully asked her, "The Lord Demon ordered me to come and pick you up."

Naturally, the only one who could fly a spirit boat over Chao City was Fu Ying. It was not until this moment that Sang Ling realized that this meeting seemed very formal.

She stroked her eyes gently, and then got into the spirit boat. The spirit boat took off and headed straight to the back of the Nest City. After about a quarter of an hour, it finally stopped.

Sang Ling got off the spirit boat and looked up to find out where she was.

Demonic palace.

The Demon Palace covers a huge area and is made entirely of Burning Sky Chu Stone, which is ink-red in color. Outside the towering main hall, there are circles of buildings surrounding it. Other cave entrances decorated with rows of buildings reflect something faintly. Upon closer inspection, they are all the hidden figures of the demon soldiers. Sang Ling walked from outside the Demon Palace to the front of the main hall, and there was no telling how many demon soldiers were watching him.

When he reached the main hall, Steward Wolf stopped moving forward. He knelt down in front of the closed door and shouted respectfully:

"Master Demon, Sang has been brought here."

The huge and heavy palace door in front of him opened. Sang Ling stood outside the palace and faced Fu Yan who was sitting high in the palace.

Fu Yan looked down with indifference. He saw monks kneeling in two rows. Sang Ling was a little dazed.

Hearing the sound, Fu Yan raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Sang Ling without any obstruction, and then he smiled.

He waved his hand, and the monks who were gathered in two rows on the ground lowered their heads and stood up, retreating out of the hall one by one. Only when they retreated to the hall gate did Sang Ling recognize who they were.

Every one of them is a giant in the demon world. When a sturdy middle-aged monk with red hair and beard walked up to her, he snorted coldly with dissatisfaction. Sang Ling really didn't know what to say.

She knew this person, the Lord of Jiecheng City, and his son, Prince Jiecheng, was her die-hard fan.

Parents are always against their children chasing stars.

Naturally, the others also set their sights on Sang Ling. No one would not care why Fu Yan summoned Sang.

The crowd retreated, and Fu Yan raised his head and smiled softly: "Go in."

The wolf steward shouted very skillfully: "Xuan Chunming Pavilion Sang Jindian——"

The tail end of his tone was drawn out, echoing again and again in the eerily silent magic palace.

Sang Ling stepped over the threshold, and the moment she stepped on it, the palace door slammed shut. Now, she and Fu Yan were the only ones left in the huge main hall.

Her eyelids twitched again.

Fu Yan's phoenix eyes smiled at her, which made people care for some reason. She raised her eyes and asked tentatively: "Master Demon, is this meeting too grand?"

If I come here to see Fu Yan every time in the future, it would be too uncomfortable.

Fu Yan did not respond to her words. He stood up and walked down from the throne, then walked down the stairs step by step. The sound of his footsteps soon echoed in front of Sang Ling.

"Today, the fairyland reported that they plan to hold a peace conference among the three realms in the fairyland." Fu Wei's voice was usually indifferent, but at this moment, it was tinged with a hint of smile.

Sang Ling frowned slightly, "And then..."

None of his business.

Fu Yan smiled even more, "Some of my subordinates recommended a certain city lord to represent the Demon Realm in the Three Realms Peace Conference, and some recommended a certain demon general."

Sang Ling’s frown deepened.

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows and suddenly raised his hand, slowly smoothing her brows, "I think neither is good."

It was clearly the touch of skin, but Fu Yan's fingertips felt like a piece of ice. A hint of chill penetrated between his brows and spread to his entire body in an instant.

Sang Ling immediately brushed Fu Yan's hand away, and her brows, which had been smoothed, immediately frowned again.

The curve of Fu Yan's lips became even bigger.

"Only after seeing you did my worries go away."

Sang Ling really couldn't keep calm this time.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Yan leaned over to look at her, smiling miserably.

"Sang Ling, you will go to the Demon Realm this time."