Chapter 85 Chapter 85 Long time no see, Senior Sister
Gou Qiu learned the term "illegitimate fan" from Sang Ling. After she became famous, she encountered many incidents of stalking and spying. Due to Sang Ling's high level of cultivation, she discovered these incidents early and these incidents were prevented in time. Then the term "illegitimate fan" came into being.
Gou Qiu really hated those illegitimate fans who did despicable things under the guise of love.
However, if the man from the fairyland who came today is not a stalker fan, then he must be a fool. Sang Ling is so popular now, how could anyone other than a fool feel that Sang Ling has to go see him after making a strong request?
Hu Yanyan felt that what Gou Qiu said was very right. She nodded in agreement and immersed herself in admiring the spiritual vein with Gou Qiu.
Sang Ling raised her eyes, then lowered them again.
Three days later, the spiritual vein arrived.
Such a bold move naturally caused a stir in the demon world.
It’s not like there haven’t been cultivators who have purchased spiritual veins before, but they either purchased them for the development of their sect, or for the purpose of establishing a sect, or for profit. Sang Ling is indeed the first one.
If she wasn't trying to give back to her fans, everyone would think she was going to start her own school.
What's funny is that all the big and small sects in the demon world actually went to inquire about the news, fearing that what they would see was not the rise of a superstar, but the birth of a master. After all, Sang Ling's fan base is too huge, and if she really wants to establish her own sect, she might really leave them behind immediately.
Fortunately, they found out that the people from Chunming Pavilion were sincere in being artists and had no intention of setting up any sect or school. The major sects finally felt relieved. Most of the older cultivators did not understand Sang Ling's fans, and even less did they understand Sang Ling. They did not understand why she did not open a sect or school with such a great fan base. However, this was a good thing for them, so they did not think too much about it.
But when I look back, I see that my own disciples have joined the fan group, not just for the so-called spiritual energy, but purely because of their love for it.
On the day when the spiritual veins were opened, half of the young disciples in the sect were gone. The inner and outer disciples were arm in arm, and the direct disciples followed behind and called them seniors. The old seniors in the sect were so scared that they touched their heads and shouted that they were hallucinating.
And all these disciples flocked to Sang Ling's free stage, not for the spiritual energy, but purely for support.
Sang Ling also moved her residence here. While developing her career, she never slacked off in her cultivation. Now that a spiritual vein has been placed here, it can benefit her fans and allow her to practice better.
On the day of the opening ceremony, the outer city was filled with fans. Although there were a large number of people, they were all well organized and not chaotic. It was not only cultivators from the Demon Realm, but there was also a small number of cultivators from the Immortal and Demon Realms. Although they were each in their own camp, they were particularly harmonious here.
Sang Ling personally poured the primordial spiritual energy into the spiritual veins, and then the spiritual veins were activated and the spiritual energy surged. The spiritual energy tide was set off, and she smiled and said:
“For you, and for me.”
Making money has meaning at this moment.
From that moment on, thunderous cheers rang out, and then a banner was raised among the crowd, with the word "Sangsang" inscribed on it. The color was bright red, and it spread from the front to the far distance, filling the sky with red.
The sound was so loud that it spread across the outer city and into the inner city, and even many sects were able to detect the earth-shaking noise.
The elders of the Demon Realm Sect huddled together and asked each other worriedly:
"Those disciples won't betray the sect, will they?"
"No, no, that Sang is a good person. She only opens the meridians but not the sect."
"That's good, that's good..."
This was the time when the enthusiasm was at its peak. Gou Qiu and Hu Yanyan, who were standing next to Sang Ling, both had flushed faces. They looked at the faces below who were as excited as they were, and felt their hearts surging.
Suddenly, Hu Yanyan seemed to see something, pulled Sang Ling, pointed in a direction and said, "That's the man who came to Chunming Pavilion and said he wanted to see you."
Sang Ling looked in the direction he pointed, and saw only happy fans, and no one else.
Hu Yanyan rubbed her eyes and said, "I just saw it."
Gou Qiu waved his hand: "He's probably just a stalker fan, ignore him."
After this, Sang Ling's fame grew a bit, and the blood talisman melted faster, and the dawn of melting was almost visible.
Only then did Sang Ling feel a little relieved.
From the moment she opened her eyes in the world of immortal cultivation, she has been trying her best to stay alive. Now, her goal is about to be achieved before her eyes. She has to say that she feels a sense of relief.
The free stage performances are also held once a week. In addition to the stage performances, Sang Ling has a lot of other work to do. Gou Qiu has advised her more than once to reduce the frequency of free stages, but was rejected by Sang Ling again and again.
Although she is very busy, her life is fulfilling, Sang Ling is happy, and her fans are also happy to see her often.
However, even a cultivator could not endure the high-frequency work. Sang Ling finally collapsed due to exhaustion. Gou Qiu immediately suspended all her activities and forced her to rest for a while.
Fans did not expect Sang Ling to have such a heavy workload, and they all felt distressed. Some even blocked Sang Ling's residence and asked her to have a good rest and not to work so often.
The free stage was temporarily delayed, and Gou Qiu did not arrange for other court performers to perform, so everyone in Chunming Pavilion could be considered to have a holiday.
Nowadays, there are more independent artists in Chunming Pavilion than court officials, and many artists, including Hu Yanyan, have developed very well. Originally, these court officials came to Chunming Pavilion out of helplessness. Now, Chunming Pavilion has undergone a complete transformation. Although it is still called Chunfang, the content of its work has completely changed.
Like Sang Ling, Chunming Pavilion has entered a period of rapid development. Everyone from top to bottom is busy, and Gou Qiu is reluctant to stop. This kind of busyness is simply fascinating, but thinking of Sang Ling and everyone's health, he finally stopped.
Sang Ling was reluctant to change the free performance once a week, and finally changed it to once every two weeks at the strong request of fans.
Although they said they felt heartbroken, it was two weeks later when they finally saw Sang Ling on a free stage again. They were more excited and their eyes were filled with tears than anyone else.
Sang Ling said, "Long time no see."
The heat wave from the cheers below hit me in the face.
Even the rich spiritual energy around seemed to be lifted up by the red heat. In order to celebrate meeting fans again, Sang Ling naturally bought a lot of good things here. Now the spiritual energy here is so rich that just breathing can be beneficial to cultivation.
The more enthusiastically the fans cheered, the more they could feel the spiritual energy of this place.
When the atmosphere was at its hottest, Sang Ling began to perform the song from the record. This song had once been heard throughout Chao City, but was later considered a taboo and was cursed and mocked by thousands of people. When the rumors ended, the song swept the demon world like a virus. Listening to it today, it had a different feeling.
The original song was about Sang Ling's path, but now it's about her and her fans' path.
After the song was over, many fans cried. At first glance, the burly demon monk had tears all over his face.
After all the performances were over, Sang Ling sat in front of the stage and handed a handkerchief to the fan closest to her. The fan put the handkerchief in his pocket and stopped crying and started laughing.
Sang Ling also smiled, and she sat down and chatted with her fans.
She asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "Is everyone okay?"
Her responses were in unison, “Good, very good, very good.”
Sang Ling smiled even more happily. She knew that her fans had suffered no less than she did in the previous incident. During that special period, being her fan had become a sin, and the daily lives of many fans were greatly affected.
Therefore, Gou Qiu kept asking her why she had to spend all her spirit stones to build such a place. It was okay to do it for the fans, but there was no need to spend so much money.
Sang Ling answered casually every time, but in fact the real reason was right in front of her. She wanted to make up for any losses they might have suffered.
Just as she is unconditionally favored by them as an idol, they, the fans, can also be favored by her.
Sang Ling smiled as he watched the fans respond enthusiastically. He looked at them one by one. Now, at a glance, they were no longer as clearly divided as before. The inner city cultivators were the inner city cultivators, and the outer city cultivators were the outer city cultivators. Now, everyone was inseparably integrated together. It was impossible to tell who was from the inner city and who was from the outer city, who was the weak and who was the strong. They were all just fans.
Sang Ling tries to take as much care of her fans as possible. Now the stage is connected in all directions, and she takes every aspect into consideration.
When she reached a certain place, her eyes lit up and she waved, saying, "Long time no see."
The person she greeted let out a startling roar, and even old fans could recognize him, the Prince of Robbery City.
Prince Jiecheng didn't expect that Sang Ling would recognize him and greet him. He was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while.
Unexpectedly, Sang Ling said the next sentence: "Ah, your cultivation has improved."
Prince Jiecheng's tears immediately rolled down his cheeks. This was what he wanted to say. At that time, when Saint Ciyu attacked Sang Ling, in order to prove Sang Ling's innocence, fans spontaneously took various actions. Prince Jiecheng chose the most direct one.
Didn’t Saint Ci Yu say that Sang Ling’s records would affect his cultivation? Then he would practice in seclusion every day while listening to the records. When he achieved some results, he would be able to prove Sang Ling’s innocence.
But when he came out after successfully practicing in seclusion, he found that Sang Ling had not only cleared her own stigma, but also had a terrifying number of new fans, so many that he had not been able to see Sang Ling up close for a long time.
Now that he was recognized by Sang Ling, and even his cultivation level was known to her, the happiness of Prince Jiecheng was simply overwhelming at this moment.
Just when he was excited, there was suddenly a commotion in the distance. It seemed that the people around had a fierce conflict with the man in the middle. Sang Ling frowned slightly and wanted to stop it immediately.
But the conflict in the distance soon stopped. The man who seemed to be besieged seemed to give up resistance and was instantly suppressed by the people around him. For some reason, the fans pushed this man in front of Sang Ling.
"This person was rude and deliberately causing trouble."
"Sangsang, this must be a stalker fan!"
Amidst the gossips, Sang Ling learned that this immortal cultivator, who was suppressed to the point of not being able to lift her head, had been provoking other fans since the beginning of the show, and had also belittled and insulted herself, trying to make her fans resent her.
The fans were filled with indignation and asked Sang Ling:
"This kind of person cannot be easily forgiven. He must be taught a lesson. Sangsang, what do you want to do?"
Sang Ling's expression turned calm.
The man who was pressed down raised his head, his face was full of wounds, but his smile was particularly bright.
He said:
"Long time no see, Senior Sister..."
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