Chapter 82 Chapter 82 Do Not Prove Yourself
Sang Ling saw that she didn't say anything else.
Any other plans? We can't just solve this problem, the cost of doing evil would be too low.
As long as they were human, they would gossip. Soon, people came to the outside of the stage. Not all of them bought records and wanted to return the spirit stones. Many of them just came to watch the fun.
Seeing Sang Ling, they all looked strange. Regardless of whether the Demon Lord bought the record or not, her operation of setting up a stage outside the Demon Palace to prove the truth was too bold. This small stage in front of the Demon Palace was like setting up a stage to perform a big opera in a solemn and dignified place. It was an operation that ordinary people would not even dare to think of.
These people came here, firstly to see how Sang would return the spirit stones in front of the Demon Palace, and secondly to see what the Demon Palace looked like.
Sang Ling looked at the monks who were standing far away with curious faces but did not dare to approach, and realized that they were not afraid of her, but the Demon Palace behind her. It was funny to say that although the Demon Palace was located in Chao City, there were many monks in the demon world who did not know what the Demon Palace looked like.
The monks from the Demon Realm had extreme admiration for Fu Ying but also extreme fear of him. It was not known whether it was because Fu Ying was too cruel when he unified the Demon Realm. His unparalleled cultivation conquered the monks from the Demon Realm, and his brutal methods also frightened them.
So after Fu Yun moved into the Demon Palace, no one dared to pass by the Demon Palace. Who would have thought that there would be a deserted place in the inner city? It was outside the Demon Palace.
Even if they passed by the Demon Palace, these monks would never dare to look up. It is said that the monks in the Demon Realm are more violent than those in the other two realms, but it depends on the situation.
Sang Ling looked at the group of monks in front of him, most of whom came to laugh at him, and waved his hand in amusement, but still no one dared to move forward.
Gathering together and standing a hundred meters away from the Demon Palace to watch seemed to be the greatest courage they had.
In fact, the crowd should not have been so afraid. What they did not express directly was that they were afraid that the Demon Lord would kill Sang Ling on a whim, and kill them who were watching the fun at the same time.
Their emotions directly affected Gou Qiu. She had become much braver following Sang Ling, but now these people were looking at her with a look of "you are so brave". She suddenly felt that the demon soldiers behind her were rubbing their hands in preparation for a fight. She could only continue to sit there if she had to look at Sang Ling with a calm face.
After enduring for a long time, Gou Qiu finally asked the question she had been wondering for a long time: "Why aren't you afraid of Lord Demon?"
Sang Ling was stunned for a moment, but she hadn't thought about this question.
Logically speaking, she should be the one who is most afraid of Fu Yin. After all, the memories of her original body before death are like her own experiences, and almost all the difficulties she encountered in the world of immortal cultivation were caused by Fu Yin.
Her feelings towards Fu Yan were complicated, but her fear was not too strong.
Of course she was afraid, but why wasn't she that afraid? She thought for a while and said to Gou Qiu:
"Because I have received nine years of compulsory education, I believe that everyone is equal."
Gou Qiu reacted violently: "What the hell?"
Sang Ling made a joke and felt better. "That's fun."
He had asked this question originally to ease his fear, but now Gou Qiu was simply silent. He looked around and still no one came forward.
Sang Ling waved his hand again and asked, "Does anyone buy a record and want to return the spirit stones?"
We can't just stay like this.
After a while, someone finally dared to approach. The man hesitated for a while with the record in his hand and finally came forward.
Only after seeing this did the other monks who were watching the fun dare to follow. Having someone leading the way would make them feel more at ease. Besides, if someone came forward to cause trouble, they would have to watch such excitement.
The monk who was standing in front holding the record had a face full of flesh, and except for the time when he looked towards the Demon Palace with an evasive look with a hint of fear, the rest of the time he had an expression of 'I'm very powerful, don't mess with me'. People like this are usually very good at causing trouble.
Gou Qiu immediately became nervous, and Sang Ling also became more serious.
When the monk with a face full of flesh stood in front of the table, Gou Qiu was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he asked first: "How many records did you buy? We will return the spirit stones to you now."
After saying this, she pushed Sang Ling, indicating that she should say something too, but she saw Sang Ling staring at the record in the monk's hand.
The next second, the monk with a face full of flesh quickly waved his hands, trying to make his expression look less scary, "No, no, no, I'm not here to return the record, I just... come to see Sangsang."
It was a bit weird to see the burly demon cultivator with a face full of flesh calling Sangsang with such a cute repetition of words, and Sang Ling was really funny.
When he came closer, Sang Ling saw that he was holding a record with his autograph. Although this record has been depreciated to be worthless now, it was sold at a very high price at that time.
This is pro-fandom.
When the monks who were watching the excitement behind saw this scene, they immediately became timid.
The monk with a face full of flesh turned around and stared at the person who spoke. Only then did he look truly terrifying. He immediately told the person who had led the timid speech to shut up.
Turning back, his tone became very gentle, "Sangsang, don't get me wrong, I'm not here to return the record, I just want you to know that we have always been there, but the voice is too quiet."
Sang Ling knew what he meant. Although her fans sounded like a lot when taken individually, they were still very few compared to the Demon Realm or even the Three Realms. And a word from Saint Ci Yu would make the monks charge into battle for this word. Compared with her fans, she was still too weak.
In this public opinion, her fans have been speaking out, but no one is listening.
Fortunately, she heard it.
Sang Ling didn't know what to say. In the world of immortal cultivation, there was nothing more important than cultivation. The words of the Holy Maiden Ci Yu, who was praised as the person of heaven, succumbed to emotion.
She looked up and said slowly, "Thank you."
Then there was a brilliant smile. Nothing could better explain that her life was not bad than a smile.
Looking up, behind the fans was the huge wish list above Moshengze. They had ranked her 20th on the wish list, so they must be very worried about her.
This was a very heartwarming scene, so heartwarming that the monks who came to watch the fun felt that they should not make any sound for a moment.
"Oh, how tender!"
A sarcastic remark was heard from a distance, and everyone looked over immediately.
In the distance, a large group of people were walking towards the Demon Palace. Someone exclaimed, "The Palace of Evil."
Sang Ling’s fans immediately became alert. Others might not know, but they knew that they were the ones who were obstructing the public opinion and pushing the situation to a point that was even more difficult to control.
Sang Ling recognized the person who spoke. It was the cultivator from the Hall of Evil who had come to Chunming Pavilion to cause trouble. He now had a scar on his face and looked much more aggressive.
Gou Qiu naturally recognized them and stood up to ask, "What are you doing here?"
The Hall of Evil has always been united. Since the last incident, the Hall of Evil and Sang Ling have become enemies. Regardless of whether Saint Ci Yu said that or not, they would never buy Sang Ling's records.
Coming here today, nothing but trouble.
Scarred monk looked at Gou Qiu's nervousness and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.
"Why are you here? Of course, I'm here to expose your lies."
Sang Ling raised her eyes with amusement: "What lies are you talking about?"
Scarred monk came up with a group of monks from the Hall of Evil. What made them different from other monks was that besides being afraid of the Demon Palace, they were more fanatical about it.
The Hall of Evil believes in evil, and those they admire most are evildoers, so their most fanatical object is Fu Ni.
Sang Ling had no interest in their preferences. She just wanted to know what they were trying to say. It was simple to think about. They probably wanted to find some evidence to prove that she was wrong and that she should admit her mistake.
The scarred monk looked down at Sang Ling. The Hall of Evil naturally knew that Sang Ling dared to return the spirit stones outside the Demon Palace and directly stated that the Demon Lord had purchased her record. This matter could not be false. After all, who could have the courage to act like this in front of the Demon Lord?
But what they want is not about right or wrong. The Demon Realm worships evil so there is the Hall of Evil. However, the Hall of Evil worshipped in this way is also feared by the monks in the Demon Realm. There is no other reason, they are like hyenas and will not let go once they bite, even if they die.
It's bad luck for Sang Ling to get into trouble with the Hall of Evil.
Now, how to break a fact? The only way is to use sophistry.
The scarred monk sneered and raised his chin, saying, "You said that the Demon Lord bought your record. Is that true? I don't think so."
Sang Ling was not anxious, but Gou Qiu was the first to become anxious.
"How can it be true? If it is not true, would we dare to return the spirit stones outside the Demon Palace?"
The scarred monk glanced at her and said, "Who knew you were so bold? You really made the right bet. The Demon Lord was too lazy to pay attention to you, which gave you the opportunity to take advantage of it."
Gou Qiu was shocked by his sophistry, "What kind of twisted logic is this?"
"What do you mean by perverted theory? Do you have any evidence?"
Sang Ling was amused by the rogue's words and asked him back, "Then do you have evidence to prove that the Demon Lord didn't buy my record?"
The scarred monk glared, "You should prove it. You don't really think that a spiritual stone box with the Demon Palace logo can prove it."
Sang Ling leaned back in his chair and said with a smile, "Have you ever heard of this saying?"
"What?"
“Don’t prove yourself.”
Sang Ling raised her eyebrows, "The Demon Lord bought my record, and my evidence is right in front of me. If you think I'm lying, you should prove it yourself, not just your words."
She sneered and added, "You think you are the Saint of the Fish."
Scarred Monk was speechless after her bet. He didn't expect that the title of Saint Ci Yu could be used in this way.
"sophistry!"
It is quite funny when a sophist accuses others of sophistry.
Seeing how frustrated he was with all that malice in his heart but nowhere to vent it, Sang Ling felt a little kind.
"Actually, I can help you."
The scarred monk glared, "You want to help me?"
Not to mention how she would help, would this woman help someone who wanted to kill her?
So he asked rather warily: "How are you going to help me?"
Gou Qiu's eyes widened, and he was really afraid that Sang Ling would really go to help the Hall of Evil. However, when he saw her playful expression, he immediately felt relieved.
Sang Ling smiled and said, "Don't you want to prove that the Demon Lord didn't buy my record at all? The easiest way to prove it is to ask the Demon Lord in person, right?"
As soon as she said this, the scarred monk laughed out loud.
"You want to help me find the Lord Demon to ask in person? Okay, go find him!"
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