Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Three Realms Edition Record
No matter how reluctant the fans were, dusk slowly fell and it was finally time to leave.
Gou Qiu was ordering people to put things in order one by one when Sang Ling stepped down from the stage. The children from the outer city pushed each other and finally the leading child came up to her with a red face.
Sang Ling also smiled. Seeing them like this made her feel like they were children, without the vigilance and hostility of adults.
The leading child no longer had his original rejection, but handed her something very embarrassedly. The thing was the size of a palm and seemed to be made of crooked black iron.
"We don't have anything good. This is a gift for you. Click in the middle."
Sang Ling tapped the center of the black iron block. The next second, clear and smooth music came from inside. It was the last song she sang.
The child who handed her the iron sheet continued shyly, "This thing is useless, don't mind it."
As the music slowly flowed, Sang Ling's eyes gradually widened. "Who made this?"
Isn't this a record?
Since she came to the demon world, she had been looking for something that could serve as a carrier for her songs, but she had not found any in the three realms.
The leading kid explained: "A madman did it."
Sang Ling was really confused. How could someone who made something like this be a lunatic?
"madman?"
"Yes, that's the madman. He wanted to sell this thing, saying it can record and leave messages, but now everyone uses Yutong, and this thing is useless. Only a few of us know how to use it, and no one wants it."
Sang Ling Mosuo felt a little sad when he looked at the piece of black iron in his hand. Of course, this thing was useful, and the person who made it was a genius, but he just hadn't found the right industry.
The idol industry is very suitable for them.
Sang Ling couldn't let it go, so she bent down and asked, "Can you take me to find him?"
The children from the outer city were stunned. They certainly didn’t understand, but when they thought about being able to stay with Sang Ling for a while longer, they quickly agreed.
The fans were slowly dispersing, and Sang Ling said something to Gou Qiu, then covered their faces and followed the kids from the outer city.
After the performance, the outer city returned to its empty tranquility, as if no one was there. The children were very agile and alert, always on guard.
They took Sang Ling through many twists and turns and finally came to a place similar to a shantytown. The buildings here were dilapidated and there were basically no houses that could provide real shelter from the wind and rain. Several groups of wolves jumped by the roadside, and their sharp teeth were still dripping with blood and hanging with meat threads.
Such ferocious beasts are naturally not seen in the inner city, and the people in the outer city are simply unable to drive them away. It is already difficult to be on guard against being bitten to death.
The children from the outer city handled the situation well. They made low threatening noises in their throats, and after a standoff for a while, the wolf pack dispersed.
Going further, we came to an even more dilapidated house, which could neither shelter us from the wind nor the rain, and the wind could blow through from all directions.
The children stopped walking, picked up a few stones from the ground and threw them, shouting, "Mad man, crazy man."
There was a gurgling sound from inside, and then several pieces of black iron were thrown out of the house.
"Go away, don't bother me."
So this is how this piece of black iron came from.
"Crazy, someone is looking for you."
Finally, there was movement inside, and a ragged, skinny man slowly came out. Seeing Sang Ling surrounded by children, he cursed:
"If you have to fart, do it now!"
Ever since he invented the message stone, there have always been people who come to ridicule him. Even a tiny kid like this dares to laugh at him. How could they know his talent? They all look down on him, and now here comes another one!
But the female cultivator who was standing in the middle of the group of annoying kids and whose figure could not be seen clearly, did not show any anger. Instead, she carefully picked up the message stones he had thrown on the ground, wiped off the dust one by one, and said to him:
"You're a genius, and I need you."
…
This free performance was an unprecedented success. The most popular song was the last song sung by Sang Ling. After hearing the song, all the fans came back and recommended it. They praised it to be magical.
Sang Ling's reputation almost doubled. He was already well-known, and now everyone knows him.
It's true that everyone knows about her, but her fans are limited to those who have seen her performance. Sang Ling's performances are now only at the Jiaotai Banquet and the free stage in the outer city, but tickets for the Jiaotai Banquet are hard to come by, and the free stage can only accommodate more than 20,000 people last time, which is already the limit. But these 20,000 people are just a drop in the ocean for the demon world.
Even if fans who have heard Sang Ling's songs praise them highly, people who haven't heard them don't believe them at all and instead mock them for being brainless.
The fans were extremely angry, but there was nothing they could do. It was impossible for them to let everyone know how wonderful their idol was just by relying on the stage.
Amid the heat and noise, the monthly reckoning day arrived again. This time, Zuo Qiuyu put all her efforts into it. With the one million spirit stones from Wangyue Tower in front of her and the one million spirit stones from the prince of the demon clan behind her, the spirit stones she had this time had broken the highest record since she entered the cabinet or since the cabinet was established. Although Sang was in a fierce momentum, she didn't even ask for half a spirit stone reward for her free stage.
Zuo Qiuyu had never been as nervous as she was today. Gou Qiu sang out her spiritual stones for this month.
"Zuoqiu Yu, 1.5 million spirit stones."
The whole audience was in an uproar.
Some people whispered, "I told you that Zuo Qiuyu would definitely take back the first place this time."
"Yes, all the spiritual stones of Shang Yue Sang combined are not as good as Zuo Qiuyu this time."
"Not necessarily. Last month, Sang only used up all her spiritual stones on one Jiaotai Banquet. This month, in addition to the Jiaotai Banquet, she also has a free stage in the outer city."
"Don't you know that Sang doesn't allow fans to give him large amounts of spiritual stones? The free stage is really free. He doesn't charge any spiritual stones, not even a cent of tip."
…
What they knew, Zuo Qiuyu certainly knew too.
If Sang didn't think highly of herself, she would definitely not be able to compare to her, but who made her insist on establishing a personality that doesn't like external things and only loves her fans.
Now Zuo Qiuyu could see nothing but Sang Ling's figure and her back as she went on stage to settle accounts.
Gou Qiu finished counting and began to sing along.
"Sang, 2.3 million spirit stones."
"impossible!"
Gou Qiu looked at her indifferently and just replied: "The count is correct."
Gou Qiu would never play tricks on other people's spirit stones. Zuo Qiuyu knew this a long time ago, so it was a fact that Sang left her behind once.
Zuo Qiuyu couldn't recall how she felt at that time. Sang and Chunming Pavilion were divided into 30% and 70%. Even if she counted all of them, she would still be far behind.
How did Ke Sang get her spirit stones? After she stopped large amounts of rewards, her fans would secretly come to Chunming Pavilion to reward her with spirit stones. They didn't dare to give large sums, but only small amounts.
Could it be possible that so many spirit stones, accumulated in small amounts, could be gathered together?
For the first time, Zuo Qiuyu clearly saw the gap, the insurmountable gap.
After the day of reckoning comes the day when the wish list is delivered. This day has always been the day that Zuo Qiuyu looks forward to the most and is the day he is most proud of every month.
But today was the day she wanted to escape the most and the most shameful.
Last month's wish list was released, and Sang was only a few places behind her. This month, Sang's fans have doubled, so what about her ranking...
Zuo Qiuyu wanted to escape, but she couldn't. The message on the wish list meant that she couldn't escape just because she wanted to.
Soon, the wish board above the Demonic Lake began to emit light, and monks lined up in an orderly manner and poured out of the Demonic Lake. One of them was from Chunming Pavilion.
Zuo Qiuyu was very familiar with this person, as her ranking on the monthly wish list was conveyed by this person.
Zuo Qiuyu looked back and did not see the second message. She frowned in confusion, still wondering if there would be any major changes in Sang's ranking, but the person who conveyed the message had not come out yet.
But the monk who informed her of her ranking had already arrived, so she suppressed her doubts, put on a smile and went to greet him.
"Thank you."
Unexpectedly, the man walked right past her and stood in front of Sang.
Something flashed through Zuo Qiuyu's mind and his heart beat rapidly. He was not paying attention and actually grabbed the monk who was conveying the message.
"Aren't you responsible for conveying my ranking?"
The monk holding the yellow scroll avoided his pull and said with an unhappy look on his face:
"If no one spreads it, there will be no ranking."
Zuo Qiuyu's voice immediately became sharp: "What do you mean!"
"Miss Zuo, you are not on the wish list. Have I made it clearer?"
Zuo Qiuyu took two steps back, his mind full of the words "impossible", but his mouth was speechless and he couldn't utter a word.
Everyone knows that the wish list is the most accurate, and if it’s not there, then it really isn’t there.
At this time, the monk was handing the yellow scroll to Sang with both hands, and he sang in unison:
"Sang, number 52 on the wish list."
Sang Ling was also a little surprised. She took the scroll and thanked him. Although she currently had more than ten thousand fans, it was not that many. She never expected that she could directly reach the 52nd place this time.
She held the scroll in her arms. There was only one possibility that surprised her at this ranking: she had underestimated the fans' passionate feelings for her.
She touched her chest. After returning from the free stage that day, she checked the situation of the blood talismans. One of the eight was missing.
This stage has probably extended her life for several years.
She pursed her lips, and her whole body was warm.
Different from Sang Ling's reaction, Gou Qiu was so moved that he burst into tears.
I’m number 52 on the wish list, just two places away from entering the top 50. This is a miracle that has never happened since the establishment of Chunming Pavilion, and there is no sign of this miracle stopping.
She naturally believed in Sang Ling, but such a high speed of rise was beyond her imagination even in her dreams. She was really blessed to have met Sang Ling.
The Chunming Pavilion, which has the 52nd place on the wish list, is no longer the Chunming Pavilion of the past!
All the court officials surrounded Sang Ling with excitement, looking proud of themselves. Whether it was true or false, Chunming Pavilion was extremely happy today.
Except Zuoqiu language.
She knew that Sang would definitely surpass her, but she didn't expect that she would fall off the wish list and that Sang would leave her behind to such an extent.
Fifty-two, fifty-two...
That was a ranking she had never dared to think of, but Sang achieved it so easily.
Zuo Qiuyu's nails dug into her flesh. She looked at Sang, who was the center of attention, and her teeth were chattering. However, her whole body was hot and it was unbearable. All her feelings and emotions finally overflowed from her mouth.
"Just get rid of her, get rid of her..."
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