Chapter 39 Chapter 39 You dare to refuse to meet the Demon Lord...
Gou Qiu pushed her, signaling her to quickly take the golden scroll.
Sang Ling took it with a little doubt, and the monk who conveyed the message quickly left the scene.
Gou Qiu naturally knew more about the Wish List than Sang Ling. Although she was also extremely shocked, she still explained:
"Many powerful people came to the Jiaotai Banquet Nest Tower the day before yesterday. I believe that these powerful people are also supporting you. The ranking on the wish list is related to the cultivation level and love of the supporters."
Sang Ling finally understood, but Gou Qiu continued, "But there were only a few thousand people at the Jiaotai Banquet that day. What kind of powerful person could have lifted you into the top 100 of the wish list?"
Zuo Qiuyu understood the rules of the wish list better than anyone else. When she heard Gou Qiu's words, she suddenly remembered the Demon Lord who had summoned Sang Ling to meet him.
Lord Demon...
Zuo Qiuyu immediately dispelled the thought. Anyone could do it, except Lord Demon.
That is the merciless, loveless, supreme Demon Lord.
Sang Ling had never even thought of the name Fu Ying, but she believed that Fu Ying wanted her to die.
But no matter how confused you are, I hope the list will never go wrong. As long as you are on the list, it is real.
Gou Qiu's mouth was almost crooked with smile. Two of her subordinates were on the wish list. She would go down in the history of Chunming Pavilion.
Zuo Qiuyu almost realized it. She walked into the pavilion, but after taking only one step, she was stopped by Hu Yanyan.
Hu Yanyan smiled, "Zuoqiuyu, you are a very nice person. Thank goodness you asked us to wait a little longer, otherwise we would have missed the delivery of Sang's wish list."
Zuo Qiuyu looked unhappy and returned to the pavilion without saying a word.
Hu Yanyan responded with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. She hugged Sang Ling's arm and was extremely happy.
The wish list is a hot topic of concern in the demon world every month, and the news that Sang Ling was on the wish list immediately spread like wildfire.
On that day, the number of people in Chunming Pavilion increased dramatically, most of whom were monks who had only heard of Sang Ling but had never seen him.
Afterwards, these monks learned a piece of news that Sang Ling's next appearance would be at the Jiaotai Banquet in a few days, and he would refuse to see anyone in the few days in between.
This was Sang Ling's decision. When she told Gou Qiu, Gou Qiu was very puzzled. She thought that they should strike while the iron is hot and meet more guests to earn spirit stones.
And Sang Ling only said one sentence.
“People who are commonly seen are the least rare.”
That night, Sang Ling, who had never been seen by any of the guests in the pavilion, appeared on the top floor of Moshengze.
She pushed the door open and saw Fu Ying inside. She walked to the table, turned around in front of Fu Ying, and said expressionlessly:
"I didn't die today. Are you satisfied?"
Fu Yan looked at her fluttering skirt and tapped his fingers lightly: "Satisfied."
His eyes were curved, as if he was smiling, but Sang Ling felt her fingertips getting colder. Was he really satisfied?
When Fu Yan stood up and stood in front of her, Sang Ling realized that he was much taller than her. She had to look up to see him clearly.
Fu Yan looked down at her from above. She couldn't see his expression, but she only heard him say:
"Congratulations, I hope you'll be in the top 100."
As soon as she finished speaking, her jaw was clamped and her head was lifted up, facing Fu Weian's smiling phoenix eyes.
"How did you get on the list? There was no one in Richaolou who could help you get on the list..."
No?
When Fu Yan left that day, with his level of cultivation, he could tell who was in the nest with just a quick glance.
Since Fu Wei said there is no such thing, then it really is gone.
Who is that?
Helped her get on the wish list.
Although she was confused in her heart, Sang Ling did not show it on her face. She took down Fu Wei's hands that were clamped on him, continued to look up at him, and said softly:
"Isn't it Lord Demon?"
Naturally, she didn't think it was Fu Yan. She just wanted to make him unhappy. She was always calm, but for some reason she was always upset with Fu Yan.
As expected, Fu Yan laughed out loud, "My Lord?"
The mocking, contemptuous and condescending ridicule made Sang Ling feel extremely uncomfortable. She stabbed back without thinking.
"Perhaps even Lord Demon himself cannot notice it."
After saying that, she immediately took two steps back. After she stood still, she could see Fu Yan's expression clearly. Sang Ling frowned.
There was no anger or dissatisfaction on Fu Wei's face as she had imagined. Instead, there was a seriousness in his playful expression that was hard to ignore.
He said, "Really?"
She took another step back, and for no reason she felt that Fu Yan in front of her was more oppressive than ever before, even making it difficult for her to breathe.
Sang Ling didn't want to stay any longer, so she threw the jade tube in her hand to Fu Yan.
The jade channel is emerald green in color, square and palm-sized, and is used by monks in the world of immortal cultivation for communication.
She threw a piece to Fu Ying, holding another piece in her own hand, and said:
"From now on, we will use Yutong to communicate. It is the latest product. In addition to voice transmission, it can also be used for face-to-face communication."
Sang Ling really couldn't accept having to see Fu Nian every day, so after much thought, she finally came up with the idea of using Yutong.
Fu Wei picked up the jade tube and looked at it, then chuckled, "You are quite clever."
It was a compliment, but Sang Ling knew of course that Fu Wei was not praising her, but laughing at her for taking advantage of an opportunity.
Fu Wei only said that no one wanted to see him, and did not say that she could not use the jade pass to see him, so she naturally took advantage of the opportunity.
"Master Demon didn't say that I can't use the Jade Pass."
Fu Yan put away the jade channel and said in a slow tone: "The next condition, I will carefully formulate it..."
Thinking of the other condition, Sang Ling's scalp began to tingle.
At that time, she really didn't expect that Fu Yan could torture herself like this.
But at least she had passed the first condition with the jade pass. Sang Ling didn't want to stay any longer and immediately left Moshengze.
Before leaving, she turned around and saw Fu Yan standing in front of the window, staring at the blood moon in the demon world, wondering what he was thinking.
In the following few days, Sang Ling never came to Moshengze again. Every day, he would use Yutong to check on Fu Ying, and hang up immediately without waiting for Fu Ying to speak.
He only said he wanted to meet, but didn't say he wanted to talk.
Sang Ling hid with a clear conscience. In the past few days, she neither appeared in Moshengze nor in Chunming Pavilion. She just practiced in the attic every day, waiting to go on stage at the Jiaotai Banquet.
On the day of the Jiaotai Banquet, Gou Qiu approached her with a beaming smile and said excitedly, "Do you know what the price of the Jiaotai Banquet is now?"
Sang Ling frowned. Jiaotai Banquet has never been for the purpose of profit. It is just a way of publicity for the court, so they just charge one spirit stone.
Last time, in order to build momentum and control the crowd, the price of the Jiaotai Banquet was raised to one hundred spirit stones.
Gou Qiu was planning to raise the price of the Jiaotai Banquet this time, but Sang Ling persuaded him to stop. Comparing it with the previous life, the Jiaotai Banquet was just like a concert, and the ticket prices would be raised as soon as the idol became famous. Although many idols did so in the previous life, and everyone thought it was justified and did not cause any negative impact, Sang Ling was unwilling to do so.
For her, the stage is an opportunity for idols to meet fans, and being too utilitarian is not a good thing.
What she didn't expect was that Gou Qiu was actually persuaded by her. In fact, Gou Qiu still couldn't understand. She had only one idea: to listen to Sang Ling.
But now, the price of Jiaotai Banquet has been driven up again.
Gou Qiu was very happy: "You don't know, because you only appear at the Jiaotai Banquet, those cultivators who want to see you want to come to the Jiaotai Banquet, but our venue is not big after all, and the tickets have been sold out long ago. There are people who resell the tickets at a high price. As a result, the ticket price has been hyped up to nearly a thousand spirit stones."
Resell at a high price? This Sang Ling looks so familiar, isn't he one of those scalpers from my previous life?
Gou Qiu knew that Sang Ling was unwilling to raise the ticket price. She probably wouldn't be very happy if the ticket price was raised, so she advised:
"I listened to you and ordered the ticket for the Jiaotai Banquet at one spirit stone. It's not our Chunming Pavilion's fault that the price has been raised. In my opinion, the fact that the price has been raised just proves your fame. This will also help you improve your reputation."
Sang Ling was silent for a moment, and finally said, "I understand. Let's talk about it after this Jiaotai Banquet is over."
The ticket issue has been put on hold for the time being as the banquet is about to begin.
Just like last time, Sang Ling was the closing act of the Jiaotai Banquet. Gou Qiu arranged many courtiers to go on stage before her, which could not only extend the performance time, but also use the flow of people brought by Sang Ling to help these ordinary courtiers.
There were indeed many monks who came to the Jiaotai Banquet this time, perhaps even more than last time, and the people in the court were also in much better condition than last time.
Last time they saw Sang Ling at the Jiaotai Banquet, she really relied on her performance without giving herself away, and won the championship of Chunming Pavilion in one fell swoop. The Chao people have been practicing very hard in recent days. Not only did they not make any mistakes at the Jiaotai Banquet this time, but they all performed well.
The atmosphere of the Jiaotai Banquet gradually became more and more heated, reaching its peak when Sang Ling appeared on the stage.
Sang Ling went on stage, and this time it was Kuang Yan who accompanied her with music. She closed her head lightly, and the sound of the piano floated up.
But suddenly, a rough sound arose from the beautiful piano sound, and the sound of the piano was suppressed.
Sang Ling raised her hand, signaling Kuang Yan to stop playing. The sound of the piano stopped. She looked in the direction of the rough sound, which was the nest building on the round platform in front.
The rough voice must have used some method. The sound spread throughout the entire Chunming Pavilion. The voice was only heard sarcastically:
"Last time at the Jiaotai Banquet, Lord Demon wanted you to meet him, but I heard you refused?"
The whole stage was in an uproar. When the Demon Lord rewarded Sang Ling for an audience, everyone regarded it as an honor. It was also because of this reward from the Demon Lord that this Korean named Sang became more famous.
But, Sang actually refused?
The rough voice continued, "My demon world is very generous to take in a female cultivator from the immortal world like you, and you actually dared to reject the Demon Lord!"
Only the powerful ones can enter the Nest Tower. After the Sang Lingjiao banquet became famous, the ticket price for the Nest Tower has exceeded five thousand spirit stones today.
The cultivator with the rough voice must have been so angry that he would rather spend the five thousand spirit stones to embarrass Sang Ling in public.
Half of the guests who came to the Jiaotai Banquet were those who were shocked by Sang Ling last time and wanted to come again today even though they had to find a scalper. The other half came to see Sang Ling out of curiosity because he made it into the top 100 of the wish list.
Now that the strong men in Chao Lou had spoken out to rebuke them, it immediately aroused the emotions of the cultivators who had come to watch out of curiosity.
"The people of the Yijiechao are so rampant! Do they not take my Demon Realm seriously?"
"Master Demon Lord wants her to meet him. Why is she so honored? Is she disobeying Master Demon Lord's authority?"
"How can we allow a little female cultivator from the Immortal Realm to run rampant in our Demon Realm!"
…
Sang Ling's supporters were extremely anxious and also spoke up to help.
"Is there some misunderstanding? How could Sang refuse such an honor?"
"Let's listen to what Sang has to say before making a decision. These are just rumors now!"
"I believe in San!"
Sang Ling looked at the commotion in the audience and raised her hand.
In silence she replied:
"I did refuse to meet the Demon Lord."
The whole audience was in an uproar!
She continued: “There’s a reason for that.”
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