Chapter 30 Chapter 30 How to Defeat Miracles
Sang Ling shook her head, "No need."
"This publicity attracted the attention of the demons, but the person who showed up was the female cultivator from the Immortal Realm that they hate the most. Your current reputation will be completely damaged. If that happens, what will you do?"
Sang Ling had thought about this before. After a long pause, she said:
"Deception is what backfires the most."
Gou Qiu looked at her deeply, and inexplicably felt at ease with her, as if everything could be easily solved in her eyes. Perhaps, this was why she wanted to support Sang Ling even though she knew that Sang Ling could not do it.
But even though she felt at ease, she still couldn't find any reason why Sang Ling could succeed.
Gou Qiu looked at the wish list, and in the brilliant light her eyes wandered to Sang Ling's face.
A breeze blew by, and the veil on her face was gently lifted. Apart from a glimpse of her smooth and flawless skin, nothing else could be seen.
It has been almost a month since Sang Ling came to Chunming Pavilion, and she always appears with a veil on her face.
It is easy to imagine that there is no good face under the veil.
With so much attention and a face he couldn't face in person, Gou Qiu couldn't think any further.
Gou Qiu had a lot of words on her mind, but swallowed them back. After these few contacts, she realized that although Sang Ling looked like a weak female cultivator from the immortal world, she was actually more determined than anyone else, and no one could change a decision she had made.
Gou Qiu reminded those who needed to be reminded, and took care of those who could be taken care of within her job scope. Chunming Pavilion was very busy right now. She sighed, touched Shengsheng, and hurried back.
Gou Qiu seemed to suddenly remember something when she walked downstairs. She looked up and called out to Sang Ling who was leaning against the railing.
"This time you moved the Wish List, and the rumor that the Demon Lord died spread like wildfire. You should be careful."
Although the changes in the wish list today were not too slow, the moment the Demon Lord's name disappeared, the news of his death immediately spread throughout the demon world. Even though the rumors were dispelled after the changes in the wish list later, they were still spread.
In Gou Qiu's gaze, Sang Ling looked down at the wish list with an indifferent expression. She tilted her head and pursed her lips.
"It's no use paying attention, the person involved is here."
Gou Qiu followed her gaze and was suddenly startled. She immediately ran away. What a joke! She was not stupid enough to stand here and endure the wrath of the Demon Lord with Sang Ling.
The demonic energy in the Moshengze under the wish list was surging, floating up and down as if it was saying something.
Shengsheng leaned behind Sang Ling, pointed at Mo Shengze not far away, and whispered, "Sister, that bad guy seems to be calling you over."
Kuang Yan, who was standing at the back, looked confused. Who was the bad guy? Where did you call?
Sheng Sheng firmly believes that Fu Wei is a bad person, unfortunately, Sang Ling also thinks so.
What Shengsheng could see, Sang Ling could naturally see. She hooked Shengsheng and then pulled Kuang Yan, then turned back to the attic and closed all the doors and windows.
Shengsheng was caught by her and asked with difficulty: "Sister, why don't you go over? The bad guys are looking for you."
Sang Ling flicked her nose and asked, "Do you think my sister looks like a fool?"
Shengsheng was optimistic, "No, sister is the smartest!"
"Yeah, a smart person wouldn't go over and get scolded."
Kuang Yan finally figured out everything, and when she figured out the truth, she couldn't even speak in a complete voice.
"That's the Lord Demon. If you, if you don't go out, the Lord Demon will be even more angry. What...what should I do?"
Sang Ling smiled at her, "Master Demon, you can do whatever you want."
She was about to die, so she didn't care what Fu Yan thought.
As soon as these words came out, the demonic energy in Moshengze fluctuated more violently, and Sang Ling stuffed Shengsheng and the other person into the room.
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After this incident, Sang Ling's fame spread throughout the entire demon world, but it is not a good reputation now.
Half of the cultivators were curious about how Sang Ling got on the wish list, while the other half were furious that Sang Ling had done such a thing, which resulted in the shocking news of the Demon Lord's death.
The news of the Demon Lord's death spread too quickly. In just half a moment, the armies of the immortal world and the demon clan had already been outside the border. It is said that only a silent "get out" was heard from the Demon Palace, and the enemy troops looked at each other in bewilderment and retreated a hundred miles.
The rumors about the Demon Lord's death finally stopped, and what followed was unprecedented attention on Sang Ling's performance at the Jiaotai Banquet.
Gou Qiu sent people to ask Sang Ling for three consecutive days whether she would perform on stage at the next Jiaotai Banquet.
I felt relieved only after getting positive answers three times.
The attention Sang Ling received this time far exceeded her expectations.
In the past, except for the Chaolou, the entrance fee for the Jiaotai Banquet was only one spirit stone. This time, in order to prevent a large number of people, the entrance fee was set at one hundred spirit stones. Even so, the three thousand tickets were sold out.
Even the extremely expensive nest building was crowded this time. Chunming Pavilion had been established for a thousand years, but it was rarely so lively.
But the more people there were, the more panicked Gou Qiu became.
Among those people, half are curious, and the other half are malicious.
What kind of performance is needed to meet the expectations and malice of these people.
Can Sang Ling do it?
At least, in the hundred years that she had been in charge of Chunming Pavilion, there had never been a performance that could reach this level.
If she fails to achieve her goal, what will be Sang Ling's fate...
The days passed by anxiously. Unlike Gou Qiu, Sang Ling was unusually calm. She practiced in the attic and never came out except on the day of preparing for the Jiaotai Banquet.
Faced with the curiosity of the courtiers or their sympathy for her tragic end, she still smiled gently and was even in the mood to chat and laugh with Gou Qiu.
Gou Qiu was in no mood to talk or laugh, his face was terribly solemn, but at the critical moment he did not dare to say anything to Sang Ling for fear of disturbing her.
No one dared to ask Sang Ling how she was going to deal with this crisis, or no one believed that she could survive the Jiaotai Banquet. Those cultivators who were eyeing her covetously, and the settlement day that followed the Jiaotai Banquet, were all death warrants.
Sang Ling's ending seemed to have been predetermined.
The Wish List returned to normal after that day and has not changed since then. The more this happened, the more curious those cultivators became.
Attention reaches its peak.
The Jiaotai Banquet has begun...
On the day of the Jiaotai Banquet, Chunming Pavilion stopped receiving guests for the first time. The reason was simple: there were too many visitors, so many that even the front of Moshengze was crowded with people.
Every one of the courtiers threw themselves into the banquet, and Gou Qiu was so busy that he had no time to rest.
Sang Ling was the finale of this Jiaotai Banquet. All the courtiers who could go on stage were arranged by Gou Qiu to go on stage. With so many cultivators coming, it was also a good opportunity for other courtiers to gain attention.
The Jiaotai Banquet, which was originally scheduled to start in the evening, opened at noon today.
As soon as people stepped onto the stage, they really saw how many people had come today.
Not only was the audience packed with people, but the seats in the nest building, which cost tens of thousands of dollars per ticket, were also packed.
Even so, there was no place to stand, and the rest could only stand in the air. Looking up, there was no sign of the midday light.
No Korean could remain calm in such a situation.
One after another, the people's performances began to go wrong, and the more anxious they were, the more mistakes they made.
The guests who came were not giving any face. Very few of them were truly attracted by the performance. A large portion of them came with malicious intent, to see what Sang Ling was capable of.
Sang Ling did not appear on the stage, so her strength could only be represented by the people from Chunming Pavilion who appeared.
At the moment, there isn't one to watch.
"Chunming Pavilion still dares to call itself the first pavilion of the three sessions? What a joke."
"If the people in Chunming Pavilion are all of this standard, how much better can that person named Sang be?"
"Rubbish."
Under this kind of attack, the courtiers on the stage finally left the stage crying with their hands covering their faces. Gou Qiu's expression became more and more ugly. At this moment, it was not just Sang Ling's problem, but Chunming Pavilion's problem as well.
The Chao people kept making mistakes. The more mistakes they made, the more nervous they became. The more nervous they became, the more mistakes they made. When a Chao person who was singing a ditty came on stage, his voice was distorted when he opened his mouth for the first line.
The dissatisfaction from the audience grew louder and louder, and although Gou Qiu was anxious, he did nothing.
Until a light laugh was heard from behind a window in the middle of the top floor of the nest building.
With just that one chuckle, Gou Qiu's blood rushed to his head.
The window in the middle is huge and gilded. It is the most luxurious and noble box in the nest building. No one has ever entered it since the building was opened.
The reason is simple: that box belongs exclusively to the Demon Lord.
No one can enter except the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord is watching.
The other guests didn't know that the Demon Lord was in the nest building, and their complaints and noises became louder and louder, and Gou Qiu's hands and feet were shaking.
As the ruler, her performance was the people on the stage. But now, the people on the stage were performing very poorly, and all of this was seen by the Demon Lord.
Gou Qiu didn't know how he found Hu Yanyan.
Hu Yanyan was also shocked when she saw her sad face, and immediately asked: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Gou Qiu made a decision and said through gritted teeth: "You and Shuang Lian go on stage."
Hu Yanyan didn't know that the Demon Lord had arrived, and her brows immediately frowned.
"What will Sang do if Shuang Lian and I go on stage?"
According to the arrangement, none of the courtesans would go on stage at today's banquet. This was the last thing Gou Qiu could do to help Sang Ling, to prevent her from being overshadowed by the other courtesans. Only by comparing with ordinary courtiers can Sang Ling be more prominent.
Hu Yanyan naturally also knew about Gou Qiu's arrangement.
But this idea was useless. Now that the Demon Lord had arrived, Gou Qiu could no longer take care of Sang Ling alone. She had to be responsible for the entire Chunming Pavilion. The courtiers on the stage were all more nervous than each other and made mistakes one after another. Apart from the courtesans, no one else could save their reputation.
Gou Qiu knew very well that if she did this, Sang Ling's entire plan might be overturned.
But she didn't dare to gamble with all the people in Chunming Pavilion. The Demon Lord was treacherous by nature. Seeing his subordinates in Chunming Pavilion in such a state, it was not impossible to eliminate them all and replace them with a new group of people.
This is the Demon Lord's style.
She could no longer remain calm and could only whisper anxiously, "Go get ready with Shuang Lian right now and go on stage right away!"
Hu Yanyan was stunned. She had never seen Gou Qiu so strong. Although she didn't know why, she could guess the seriousness of the matter. She stopped talking and immediately found Shuang Lian.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Shuang Lian appeared on the stage.
After just one song, the doubts from the audience disappeared and thunderous applause broke out.
Hu Yanyan did not go on stage right after her. Several court officials appeared between her and Shuang Lian.
Thanks to Shuang Lian's performance, the courtiers who came on stage later felt more at ease and stopped making mistakes. Hu Yanyan breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he turned his head to look at Gou Qiu, he saw that her face was still solemn.
Gou Qiu glanced in the direction of the nest tower, and then walked into the pavilion as if he had made up his mind.
Hu Yanyan's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately pulled Gou Qiu back, "Mom, do you want Zuo Qiuyu to go?"
Gou Qiu didn't say anything, but he didn't argue either.
Hu Yanyan looked anxious, "If even she goes on stage, Sang..."
Hu Yanyan was always unwilling to be inferior to Zuo Qiuyu and always wanted to surpass him, but she had to admit that she could not compare to Zuo Qiuyu.
Zuo Qiuyu is the only person in the world who can rank among the top 100 on the wish list. He has always been a miracle in Chunming Pavilion.
How did Sang Ling defeat the miracle?
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