"Why, do you have any objections?"
Wu Hao came to Su Qiaoran and hugged her in his arms, then looked at the five guardian elders not far away. It was obvious that there was a hint of resentment in their expressions.
Wu Hao killed Murong Huang, but the imperial weapon was much more valuable than a quasi-emperor at the peak. Even the imperial weapon was destroyed by Wu Hao, which meant that the foundation of their Wanhua Holy Land was also destroyed, and they might not be able to gain a foothold in the ranks of the four major holy places.
How could the five guardian elders not be angry? However, because Wu Hao was too powerful, they could only force a smile.
"No, no, Senior, you did a great job. We have disliked Emperor Murong for a long time. Thanks to you for killing him. Otherwise, we would have been unable to resist killing him too."
"You better be."
Wu Hao looked at them with a smile, then turned to look at Lin Tianyi and said in an extremely serious tone.
"Thank you, Uncle Lin, for taking care of Qiaoran over the years."
After saying that, Wu Hao bowed to Lin Tianyi, which made Lin Tianyi a little flattered. He quickly helped Wu Hao up and said.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be like this. After all these years of caring for me, Qiao Ran has become my daughter. It's only right for me to step forward."
Hearing this, Wu Hao shook his head, and then said very seriously.
"This is different. If it weren't for Uncle Lin, I'm afraid I wouldn't have met my Qiao Ran. I see that the Wanhua Holy Land currently has no Holy Lord. How about you take on the role?"
This was the best way Wu Hao could think of to repay Lin Tianyi. After becoming the Holy Lord of the Myriad Flowers Holy Land, he would use his own resources to help Lin Tianyi break through to the Quasi-Emperor or even the Great Emperor. This was also a way to repay Lin Tianyi for raising Su Qiaoran over the years.
Upon hearing this, Lin Tianyi subconsciously retorted.
"Daoyou."
"Uncle Lin, if you'd like, you can just call me Wu Hao."
Wu Hao said this very seriously. Seeing this, Lin Tianyi could only sigh and then said.
"Wu Hao, with my current strength and experience, I am not yet qualified to serve as the Holy Lord of the Ten Thousand Flowers Holy Land. You should retract this decision."
Wu Hao shook his head, and he would not change what he had decided.
The five Dharma protectors not far away were angry when they heard Wu Hao's words, but they soon thought of something and their eyes lit up.
Yes, the current Lin Tianyi is not an ordinary supreme being. He has the great emperor Wu Hao behind him.
If Lin Tianyi can become the Holy Lord of the Wanhua Holy Land, doesn’t it mean that Wu Hao will also become the backer of the Wanhua Holy Land?
Thinking of this, the Great Elder stepped forward first, looked at Lin Tianyi and said without hesitation.
"Elder Lin, in my opinion, you are the most suitable candidate to become the new Holy Lord of our Wanhua Holy Land. Please don't be so evasive. Senior Wu must have his reasons for doing this."
"Yes, Elder Lin, just agree to it. No, I should call you Saint Lin now!"
The other elders also stood up and said that after all, the death of Emperor Murong was exchanged for the support of a great emperor, which was a huge profit for their Wanhua Holy Land no matter how you looked at it.
Perhaps even Emperor Murong did not expect that the people of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Flowers would so quickly go from sadness at losing him to joy at having the support of the Great Emperor.
Hearing so many people standing up, Lin Tianyi looked hesitant and turned to look at Su Qiaoran.
"Qiao Ran, what do you think I should do?"
"Master, please agree to it."
Su Qiaoran smiled and said in Wu Hao's arms.
Hearing his daughter say this, Lin Tianyi had no reason to refuse and could only nod and agree.
With this, Lin Tianyi became the new Holy Lord of the Wanhua Holy Land, and Murong Xue's eyes were full of disbelief. It was obvious that she had not expected that her father would die, and the Wanhua Holy Land would even have to apologize with a smile.
"No, I don't agree. How can you be so unfaithful to my father? He died for the Ten Thousand Flowers Holy Land! How can you choose a new Holy Lord so quickly? Even if it's for my father's sake, you should at least wait for a while before choosing a new Holy Lord."
Murong Xue stood up and said with a broken attitude.
But the Great Elder looked at her and snorted coldly.
"Hmph, how dare you say that? Isn't it because he offended Senior Wu? He brought all this upon himself!"
"And you, Senior Wu and Miss Su are both talented and beautiful, why are you standing out here to cause trouble?"
After saying that, the Great Elder ignored the disbelief in Murong Xue's eyes, turned around and looked at Su Qiaoran and said very seriously.
"Saint Su, you are the one who truly deserves the title of Saint this time. I wonder if you would be willing to become the Saint of my Ten Thousand Flowers Holy Land again?"
The attitude of the Great Elder at this time was extremely flattering. After all, Su Qiaoran was not important. What was important was that Su Qiaoran's Taoist partner was the Great Emperor. If Su Qiaoran could become a saint, then from now on their Wanhua Holy Land would be able to become the leader of the four holy lands in one fell swoop.
But Su Qiaoran no longer had the idea of becoming a saint, and shook her head and said.
"Forget it, I no longer have any thoughts of becoming a saint."
After seeing through the true face of the Wanhua Holy Land, Su Qiaoran no longer had the idea of becoming a saint. Besides, her original plan was to be with Wu Hao better after becoming a saint.
But now that Wu Hao has stepped forward, there is no point in becoming a saint anymore.
After hearing Su Qiaoran's reply, the Great Elder was about to say something else, but he saw Wu Hao staring at him coldly, as if if he dared to say anything else, he would be greeted with Wu Hao's anger.
Thinking of this, the Great Elder could only sigh and agree.
"Since this is your decision, Saint Su, we respect you. However, if you are tired, the gate of our Wanhua Holy Land will always be open to you."
"And you, Murong Xue, because you slandered Saint Su, your Saint qualification will be revoked. Lin Yahuan will be the Saint!"
After hearing the words of the Great Elder, Murong Xue's eyes were full of disbelief and she spoke angrily.
"How dare you? I am the Saint of this time. I am the one with the best talent. Lin Yahuan is nothing. She is no match for me!"
Lin Yahuan, who was eating melons on the side, couldn't help but widen her eyes. It was obvious that she couldn't accept this huge joy for a while.
But after he realized what was happening, he spoke excitedly.
"Thank you all elders for your cultivation. I, Lin Yahuan, swear to fulfill my role as Saintess and will not bring shame to our Wanhua Holy Land."
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