Chapter 78 Chapter 78 Are you fond of him?
Gou Qiu had learned from Sang Ling the cause of everything before. It originated from a bet between Lord Demon and Saint Ci Yu. This shows that the two of them have a close relationship. Even if Chunming Pavilion is a force under Lord Demon, it is acceptable to use it to have some fun with Saint Ci Yu.
Gou Qiu could not question the Demon Lord's decision, but she couldn't help but worry about her and Sang Ling's next actions.
She had the same opinion as Zuo Qiuyu. Saint Ci Yu did not seem to be friendly to Sang Ling. The only thing they could rely on now was this action. If they went in now, Saint Ci Yu might just say something and all Sang Ling's arrangements would be ruined.
Gou Qiu couldn't help but look at Sang Ling. Sang Ling lowered his head slightly and his expression couldn't be seen clearly, but it didn't look good either. In this storm, Sang Ling was the one who suffered the most.
Thinking back on everything Sang Ling had given and endured since she came to Chunming Pavilion, Gou Qiu inexplicably felt that Sang Ling standing in front of the huge palace gate was unusually desolate.
After Saint Ci Yu said that, the hall fell into silence. Fu Yan neither responded nor called them in. Sang Ling raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.
The sound of 'knock knock knock' echoed, and the next second, the door opened.
Inside the palace gate, Fu Yin sat high on the throne. Saint Ci Yu faced outside the palace and saw Sang Ling and smiled gently.
The Saint Ci Yu today is different from before. The misty aura lingering around her has dissipated, and the divine light all over her body has also receded. Her true appearance can be recognized at a glance. Now she looks less distant like a saint, and instead has a sense of intimacy.
However, it seems that she was able to see the true appearance of the Holy Maiden Ci Yu so clearly only because of Fu Ying's light.
Sang Ling saluted, "Master Demon, Saint Ciyu."
Fu Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the records piled up in the carriage behind Sang Ling, smiling, "What's the matter?"
Sang Ling took a step to the left, revealing the carriage completely, "I'm sending something to you, Lord Demon."
Fu Yan raised his hand and looked, but his eyes were not on the carriage, but on Sang Ling.
"It seems that I have never wanted this thing."
Gou Qiu was so depressed that he couldn't breathe. As expected, Sang Ling's countermeasure didn't work. With these words from Lord Demon, all the plans failed.
Just as she was thinking about how to cover up this matter, Sang Ling beside her spoke calmly and steadily:
"Of course, Lord Demon didn't want it. Because of your bet, all my records are piled up and can't be sold. I find them an eyesore in the warehouse, so I brought them here to present to Lord Demon."
A sneer came from the platform.
Before Fu Yan could speak, Saint Ciyu spoke first, "Although I sympathize with your situation, the source of the matter is not the bet, but this thing..."
Before she finished her words, Sang Ling interrupted her with a smile, "Saint Lady, actually this record should be given to you. You have caused me so much trouble with just one sentence."
Saint Ci Yu did not expect her to be so straightforward, but she was not panicked, but her face darkened slightly.
"Are you blaming me? I follow the will of heaven, so I must naturally avoid harm for the world..."
She was about to say something else when she was interrupted by Sang Ling's exceptionally bright smile.
"Are you the Way of Heaven?"
This made Saint Ciyu suddenly realize, "What do you mean?"
Since she came into the world, no one has ever asked her this question.
She went on to say, "Of course I am not the Way of Heaven, but the will of Heaven is conveyed by me."
Sang Ling nodded as if she understood.
"Please, Lady Saint, describe in detail how the Heavenly Dao sends down its will."
The Saint of the Merciful Fish completely lost her smile, "Are you doubting what I said?"
Sang Ling smiled and waved her hands: "Lady Saint, you have wronged me. How could I doubt your words?"
The expression of the Holy Lady Ci Yu relaxed, and soon, Sang Ling's next sentence came.
"I am doubting the Way of Heaven. Is this Way of Heaven good or bad? Even a small record is considered harmful to the Way. The Way of Heaven has clearly given its will, and the Saint Lady has preached to the world: All things can be born from the Way."
The Saint of the Fish Cultivator changed her expression, "How dare you!"
When Sang Ling was speaking, Gou Qiu pulled her frantically. Who could have expected that Sang Ling did not target the Saint Ci Yu, but instead cursed the way of heaven.
Two loud thunders were heard in the sky.
The anger on Saint Ciyu's face could not be dispelled. She scolded: "How can the Heavenly Dao and I be allowed to be questioned by you? Now that the Heavenly Dao is furious, have you ever considered the consequences for yourself?"
Sang Ling looked outside the palace gate, and just then a purple lightning bolt as thick as an arm streaked across the sky.
She turned around and said with a smile: "You think the Heavenly Dao is your father."
A sudden laugh came from the throne. Sang Ling looked up, and it slid past Fu Yan and fell down again.
That's not a good thing either.
Saint Ci Yu did not expect Sang Ling to question her in this way, and she was unable to react for a moment.
Unexpectedly, Sang Ling asked another question: "Of course I believe that the Way of Heaven is for the benefit of the people, but everyone knows that it is easy to make mistakes when passing on messages. The character of the messenger determines the quality of the message..."
The people of Heavenly Dao are called messengers. Saint Ciyu could not keep calm. "Are you questioning me? How can a layman like you understand the will of Heavenly Dao!"
Gou Qiu's clothes were about to be torn but he did not stop Sang Ling. Sang Ling glanced at Fu Yan, then at Saint Ci Yu, and smiled too brightly.
"Of course I dare not say that I understand the will of heaven, but the will of heaven also makes you like our Lord Demon. Is it jealousy because of love?"
After saying this, Gou Qiu even forgot about pulling Sang Ling.
Sang Ling's words seemed to clear the fog, making her think clearly about all of Saint Ciyu's actions. Something seemed to be wrong since the reconciliation of the three realms.
By the time Gou Qiu came to his senses, Saint Ciyu had already stood in front of Sang Ling, and said with a gloomy face: "What nonsense are you talking about today when you came here? I know you hate me, but how can you question the way of heaven and spread rumors like this."
She dismissed it as a rumor.
At the right moment, a voice came from the throne:
"Ciyu, are you pleased with me?"
Then there was a long laugh, a laughter that made the chest rumble and shake, seemingly involuntary and a little ridiculous.
The Saint Maiden Ci Yu, who had remained somewhat calm despite Sang Ling's attacks, now turned completely pale.
She raised her eyes and looked directly at Fu Yan, but fled away when she saw Fu Yan's amused and even sarcastic expression.
As soon as she reached the palace gate, Sang Ling called her.
"Saint Lady, you don't have to target me. The Demon Lord is just one of my fans. If you have any grudges against him, I will expel him from the fan club. He is just a fan. I don't care."
Saint Ci Yu looked back, her eyes filled with emotions that were difficult to conceal. She raised her head again to look at the throne, then gritted her teeth and left in the face of Fu Niang's unrefutable expression.
Saint Ci Yu left the Demon Palace, and now only Sang Ling, who was lying in a coma, the carriage full of records, and Gou Qiu, who was extremely frightened, were left in the palace.
Gou Qiu wiped the sweat from her forehead. She deeply suspected that Sang Ling had gone crazy. Today, she attacked everyone she saw. She wanted to leave very much now, fearing that the situation would become more difficult to control.
However, Sang Ling stopped and just walked around the carriage record twice, looked up at the throne, and smiled:
"Two thousand and fifty records, a total of seven thousand five hundred spirit stones, thank you for your trouble."
Before Fu Yan could make any move, Gou Qiu immediately replied, "Everyone in Chunming Pavilion belongs to Lord Demon Lord. Money is not a big deal."
She was worried that the Demon Lord would not accept the record, let alone pay for it.
Fu Yan on the throne closed his eyes slightly, raised his lips and looked down, "You came here today just for these records?"
Sang Ling shook her head, "Of course not. I came to see why Saint Ciyu had ill intentions towards me. Obviously, she tricked me out."
Fu Yan's lips curled up even more, "Fraud..."
In this confrontation, Saint Ci Yu lost because of her mentality. With just a few words "Heaven's Way" and "heart's joy", she revealed the truth.
Sang Ling raised her eyebrows, very satisfied with her accurate guess.
"Of course, but I didn't trick you into revealing how the Demon Lord feels about Saint Ciyu."
Fu Yan's phoenix eyes suddenly darkened.
Gou Qiu's face turned even paler, but Sang Ling seemed to know nothing.
Then, Fu Yan only laughed softly and said, "Do you think I like her?"
The voice was clear yet vague, and it still didn't sound real when heard by the ears, and there was mostly amusement in the tone.
Gou Qiu tilted his head, only to see Sang Ling spread his hands, "I didn't trick it out, but I have a reasonable suspicion."
Fu Wei stopped laughing, and the entire hall fell silent, seeming even more empty.
Gou Qiu actually wanted to nod as well. Ever since the Three Realms Peace Conference, it could be seen everywhere that Lord Demon and Saint Ci Yu had a close relationship. Regardless of whether it was good or bad, it was an unusual relationship in any case.
On the throne, Fu Yin had an expression that he dared not observe, which seemed to be both happy and angry, as if Sang Ling had said something very strange.
After a while, he stood up and stood in front of Sang Ling, staring at her for a long time with his eyes lowered.
Sang Ling looked up and happened to meet his sight. Fu Wei's mood changes were strange. She did doubt whether Fu Wei was in love with Ci Yu, but she quickly dispelled this doubt.
I guess this person, Fu Ni, doesn't understand the meaning of the word "delight".
What he said just now was actually half to test Fu Yun's attitude towards Saint Ci Yu so as to decide the intensity of his next action, and half was just a joke.
But Fu Wei's reaction was a little strange.
There was no emotion visible in Fu Yan's phoenix eyes. She was just staring at him aimlessly, and as she stared, she was dazed for a moment.
The next second, Fu Wei sneered, raised her chin with his finger, lowered his eyes and looked at her.
"Didn't you say that I'm your fanboy?"
Sang Ling looked serious for a moment, then turned to look at Gou Qiu and smiled softly:
"Now the Lord Demon has admitted it himself."
Gou Qiu wiped his sweat and said in a tense voice, "I heard it, I heard it."
Sang Ling flicked her finger and pushed Fu Yan's hand away from her side. She did not continue with the dangerous topic, but led the conversation back to the record. "I won't say anything else. Lord Demon, do you want this record or not?"
Things were back on track, and all of Sang Ling's plans were placed on Fu Wei.
Fu Yan also turned his attention to the record on the carriage. He knew Sang Ling's plan very well, so he tilted his head and asked with a smile:
"Why would I want that?"
Gou Qiu's expression froze and his heart fell to the bottom.
This was the second time that the Demon Lord had refused. Although he denied Xinyue Ci Yu Saint, it did not mean that he would definitely help Sang Ling.
Looking at Sang Ling, she didn't seem surprised.
Gou Qiu calmed down and thought that Sang Ling must have a solution.
The next second, Sang Ling frowned and asked in confusion:
"Fu Yan, don't you really know that Saint Ciyu loves you?"
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