Chapter 79 Chapter 79 I am your pleasure
For a moment, Gou Qiudu started dancing with joy.
My goodness, don’t you all know that this is a dangerous topic? Why are you still bringing it up!
Sang Ling seemed to be unaware, and asked with a bright smile in front of the silent Demon Lord: "You really don't know? Straight man?"
Sang Ling uttered another strange word, but it didn't seem to be a word of praise.
This was also the first time that Gou Qiu clearly realized that Sang Ling was very petty. Although she was always gentle and kind, once she was bullied or someone made her feel uncomfortable, she would definitely retaliate.
For example, the Holy Maiden Ci Yu, and also the Lord Demon.
Lord Demon has made her uncomfortable. This dangerous topic will make Lord Demon uncomfortable, so she must talk about it.
Put life and death aside and vent your anger first.
Fu Yan's lips curled up in a smile, "Does it really matter to me to know?"
Sang Ling took a step back and took in Fu Wei's entire figure. His expression remained calm, without the anger that Gou Qiu was worried about.
She was just too calm, so calm that it seemed as if Saint Ciyu was completely insignificant.
It's not that he doesn't know whether she is happy or not, but he just ignores her in the most natural way, which is not even indifferent.
Sang Ling nodded, and she got to know Fu Ying better.
Then she smiled, "Master Demon, you don't want rumors about you and Saint Ciyu to spread everywhere, do you?"
"So, please keep these records." She was extremely respectful, so respectful that it didn't seem like what she said was a threat.
Since Fu Yan doesn't like to be emotionally involved with the Saint Ci Yu, there is a way out.
Gou Qiu's eyes widened immediately when she heard Sang Ling's words, and her lips turned pale. In the Three Realms, she had never heard of anyone who dared to threaten the Lord Demon. The corpse of the last person who threatened her was probably turned to dust.
Fu Yan waved his hand and the palace door slammed shut.
“You can try.”
The underlying meaning is simple and crude. Wait until you, Sang Ling, can walk out of this door before talking about threats.
Countering the threat is another threat.
Sang Ling's face showed indifference. She shook the Taichu Life and Death Bracelet on her hand. She had been enduring threats day and night, and they no longer frightened her.
The blood mark on her chest had disappeared to only half as her record became a best-seller and her fan base increased dramatically. However, in recent days, the disappeared blood mark has started to grow again.
She was born to die.
"If this continues, I will either die now or die from your Ten Directions Curse. Fu Yan, it would be a joke if I were afraid."
She could have developed a more reliable plan to protect her fans and restore her reputation at the same time, but from the beginning of making the plan, she had no intention of compromising on some price in order to achieve safety. Whoever took something from her, she would take it back double.
One is the Holy Maiden Ci Yu, who outshines her with her own fame, and the other is the Demon Lord Fu Yan, who watches her struggle in a teasing manner.
Therefore, she wanted Fu Yan to accept these records and use his prestige to return to the peak.
Fu Wei didn't say anything, just looked at her quietly, as if what she said was just a powerless word that was not enough to convince him.
This is a game, a game to see how Sang Ling can convince him.
Winning or losing the game is not the point, the fun is.
Fu Wei smiled mockingly and stared at him:
"Then I should see your fear, that would be fun."
In this game of quietly watching the prey struggle, the only thing that was not seen was Sang Ling's fear and timidity.
Sang Ling looked at Fu Wei, suddenly raised her eyebrows, and smiled:
"Your life is meaningless and boring."
The smile on Fu Yan's face faded slightly, and his eyes dimmed.
The sense of danger almost solidified into substance, murderous intent, which was the murderous intent that Gou Qiu most often sensed in the demon world.
The murderous intent formed a dark web and overwhelmingly covered Sang Ling. At that moment, Sang Ling looked extremely weak and powerless.
During those terrifying moments, Sang Ling raised his face and narrated calmly:
"So, I'm your only pleasure now."
Not all prey have the strength and courage to struggle on the brink of death. Such prey are extremely rare.
The pleasure of Fu Yan is Sang Ling's only bargaining chip so far.
You can't survive by humbly seeking survival under Fu Yan's hands.
The moment those words came out, the murderous intent disappeared.
Fu Yan's face was expressionless. He stared at Sang Ling calmly, and then said:
"You are very clever."
There are always people who don't understand why the supreme position in the world would be boring. The Demon Lord has money, power, beauty, and everything that people expect. He can get it at his fingertips. Even the three realms can be unified immediately if he wants. The cooperation and conspiracy between the immortals and demons has always been a castle in the air.
It's all just a game, and the point of the game is to have fun living.
He didn't find it in the easy control of the Demon Realm, nor did he find it in the ability to unify the three realms, but finally he found it in Sang Ling.
It’s so much fun, so her road to survival doesn’t have to be smooth, it will be more fun if it’s bumpy.
He was just a prey, but he could see through his true nature without even realizing it.
This makes everything more interesting...
Fu Wei's smile returned. He licked the slightly pointed canine teeth in his mouth, and the desire to chew Sang Ling into pieces slowly emerged.
Perhaps he was really afraid that he would chew his only toy into pieces, so he chuckled.
"Let's go."
Sang Ling pulled up Gou Qiu, who had already been stunned, and did not forget to remind him.
"Seven thousand five hundred spirit stones, please."
She was answered with a laugh.
The plan was successful, and she also completely figured out Fu Yan's true abilities.
Sang Ling smiled slowly, her eyes narrowed, the palace door opened again, she pulled Gou Qiu out of the Demon Palace, and the record in the carriage was successfully sold to Fu Yan.
More importantly, in Fu Wei's eyes, she was more important than he imagined.
Then, the trump card in her hand will be even more powerful.
Gou Qiu finally came back to her senses after walking out of the Demon Palace. She had been unable to think and fell into a daze since Fu Niu showed his murderous intention.
Sang Ling's gradual probing and the accumulation of dangers were gradually pulling at her tense nerves.
The murderous intention of the Demon Lord is Duan Xian's last weapon. That is the natural fear of the people in the demon world. They worship the Demon Lord, and behind the worship is the extreme fear of the Demon Lord.
Why be afraid? The Demon Lord's murderous intent never misses his target, and no one has ever escaped from his murderous intent alive.
But now, Sang Ling helped her escape from the murderous intent safely, and actually sold the record to Lord Demon.
Gou Qiu regained some consciousness and looked back with lingering fear. The dim candlelight in the Demon Palace looked more dangerous than before.
She murmured, "It's finally over."
Sang Ling turned to look at her, "It's not over yet, we still have a lot to do..."
Gou Qiu, who had regained consciousness, immediately checked Sang Ling to see if she had any injuries. "I... I really was. As a manager, I was so scared that I didn't even think of protecting you."
Faced with the murderous intent of the Demon Lord, she was completely stunned and did not even protect Sang Ling who was facing his murderous intent.
Sang Ling didn't care. As Fu Yan's subordinate, Gou Qiu's fear of him was deep-rooted. It was already extremely responsible for him to dare to follow her to the Demon Palace.
What's more, if Fu Ying really wanted to kill her, is there anyone in this world who could stop him?
She patted Gou Qiu, signaling her not to worry about it, "It's okay."
Gou Qiu thought of something else and asked, "Just now you talked to Lord Demon about the Ten Directions Curse..."
She didn't say her guess out loud. She had a guess, but she didn't want it to come true.
Sang Ling really treated Gou Qiu as her own, and did not want to hide it from her, so she said directly: "I was hit by Fu Yan's Ten Directions Curse."
As a subordinate of the Demon Lord, Gou Qiu still knew some information about the Ten Directions Curse, which was that no one could survive under the Ten Directions Curse.
She opened her mouth, unable to speak as her guess came true.
"Then how do you ..."
"If I get more fans, I can survive. So, I am not working hard for my career, but for my life."
Gou Qiu's eyes immediately turned red. Sang Ling's words were humorous, but she had also seen the sadness and hardship behind them.
Gou Qiu, who understood the Ten Directions Curse, of course also knew the importance of today's action to Sang Ling. If successful, he could use the reputation of the Demon Lord to wipe out the current decline. If unsuccessful, he would only have his life to lose.
Although the plan was successful, she still couldn't help but worry.
"What if Lord Demon didn't accept the record today?"
Sang Ling smiled and said, "Today, a batch of records were shipped to the demon world. The buyers were the demon princes Ao Ze and Miao Miao."
This is actually a battle of fame. Fu Wei is naturally the best solution, but there is still a way out except for him. She will just suffer some losses.
Gou Qiu suddenly realized that the reputation of the demon prince and the divine beast against the Holy Maiden Ci Yu was no less than that of the Holy Maiden. Sang Ling was silent for a long time, but in fact he had made all the preparations.
"So what do we do next?"
Gou Qiu was almost impatient. What she had experienced during this period was really too frustrating. Now that she had a plan to deal with it, she naturally wanted to implement it immediately.
Sang Ling remained calm, "No rush, the wish list will be delivered tomorrow."
Gou Qiu seemed to understand, but she believed that Sang Ling was always right.
At dawn on the second day, a neat group of monks emerged from Moshengze, holding yellow scrolls in their hands and dispersed in all directions. One of the places they went was Chunming Pavilion.
Since the release of the Wish List last month, Sang Ling's record has been a huge success and her number of fans has increased dramatically, but she also suffered a devastating blow due to a simple sentence from the Holy Lady Ci Yu. It is difficult to estimate how she will rank on the Wish List now.
Now that there are cultivators who have delivered the wish list, it proves that Sang Ling is still among the top 100 on the wish list. Gou Qiu is already satisfied with this. If he can maintain a ranking similar to that of last month, it will be an unexpected surprise.
Today, there were even more monks watching the fun outside Chunming Pavilion. All of them came to see Sang Ling make fun of herself. When they saw the monks from Chunming Pavilion and the wish list coming, they started to talk about it.
"Is Na Sang still on the wish list? Who on earth would like such a bad guy who ruins people's lives?"
"In my opinion, there are still too many fools. Even though the heaven has spoken, they are still so ignorant."
"I feel sick just looking at this woman. Not to mention her crappy record, just looking at her makes me feel like she's ruining my career. It's a good thing she has a pretty face."
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This is how public opinion works. Malice accumulates layer by layer, and in the end, it becomes a mass condemnation. Condemnation is the right thing to do, and liking Sang Ling is a sin.
The monk who delivered the wish list finally arrived in front of him. He sang in unison: "Artist Sang from Chunming Pavilion, ranking on the wish list——"
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