As Emperor Murong finished speaking, the disciples of the entire Wanhua Holy Land began to vote frantically. Of course, the voting qualifications of disciples of different levels were different.
An outer disciple's vote is really just one vote, an inner disciple can cast ten votes, a direct disciple can cast a hundred votes, an outer elder can cast a thousand votes, an inner elder can cast ten thousand votes, a guardian elder can cast fifty thousand votes, and as the Holy Lord, Emperor Murong can cast a hundred thousand votes.
Of course, if Murong Huang relied on himself, he could not guarantee that Murong Xue would become a saint, so at the beginning Murong Huang also ordered the people in his camp to help Murong Xue.
So the current situation is that Mo Caiying and Lin Yahuan are obviously the least popular. As of half an hour later, they have only just broken 10,000 votes, and that's only because some people voted for them out of pity.
However, the difference between Murong Xue and Su Qiaoran was not as big as imagined. It was just a simple difference of 100,000 votes.
Su Qiaoran got 200,000, Murong Xue got 100,000. Of course, if it weren't for Murong Huang's arrangement, I'm afraid all 300,000 tickets would have belonged to Su Qiaoran, but the current situation is still not optimistic.
The gap between Su Qiaoran and Murong Xue was always 100,000 votes, and Murong Xue couldn't get ahead no matter what. Seeing this, Murong Huang no longer concealed it and directly cast his 100,000 votes for Murong Xue.
This is based on the assumption that the gap between Murong Xue and Su Qiaoran is not big, otherwise Emperor Murong would definitely not vote for Murong Xue.
But just after Emperor Murong took action, the five guardian elders also began to vote. Four of them voted for Su Qiaoran, and one voted for Murong Xue, directly pulling the votes back and surpassing Murong Xue by 50,000 votes.
Soon, the one-hour voting time passed, and the final rankings appeared in the Holy Land Hall. Mo Caiying ranked last with 20,000 votes, Lin Yahuan ranked third with 50,000 votes, Murong Xue ranked second with 350,000 votes, and Su Qiaoran ranked first with 450,000 votes.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Wanhua Holy Land cheered.
"Senior Sister Su is awesome! I always say that Senior Sister Su is the Saint!"
"Long live Senior Sister Su. Thank you for not letting me go to Chishi."
"I've been saying this. If Senior Sister Su wasn't a Saint, then I'd start to suspect there might be something fishy going on in our Wanhua Holy Land."
Hearing the disciples' cheers, the elders who had voted for Su Qiaoran also showed satisfied expressions on their faces. After all, they had been optimistic about Su Qiaoran since she was young. They believed that if Su Qiaoran could become a saint, she would definitely lead their Wanhua Holy Land to create new glory and restore its ancient glory!
Emperor Murong sighed helplessly. Although he had guessed that this was most likely the case, he still felt uncomfortable when it really happened.
However, he had no choice but to go against the entire Wanhua Holy Land in order to make his daughter become the Holy Maiden of Wanhua Holy Land. With his strength, he was far from being able to do so.
If the disciples of Wanhua Holy Land were to leave for other holy lands because of this, it would be a loss for Wanhua Holy Land.
Thinking of this, Emperor Murong stood up and was about to announce that Su Qiaoran was the new Saint of the Wanhua Holy Land, but at this moment, Murong Xue, who had originally closed her eyes, finally stood up and said very decisively.
"Wait a minute, I have something else to say!"
Seeing Murong Xue stand up, Su Qiaoran frowned slightly, thinking to herself, "Is this really the case? It seems I have to prepare for the worst."
And Emperor Murong's eyes lit up when he heard this. Could it be that his daughter had other plans?
Thinking of this, Emperor Murong coughed, and then spoke slowly.
"Murongxue, what do you want to say when you stand up?"
Murong Xue walked slowly to the center of the holy land hall, then looked at the people present and spoke slowly.
"What I'm going to say next is related to your Saint Su!"
Hearing Murong Xue pointing the finger at Su Qiaoran, many of Su Qiaoran's followers present couldn't help but get angry.
"What's going on with Murong Xue? Is she angry out of shame? Or is she planning to expose some dirty laundry?"
"Who cares? Our Saint Su is the best. We will always protect the best Saint Su."
"I want to see what kind of ivory can come out of Murong Xue's dog mouth."
Many people looked at Murong Xue with unfriendly eyes. They wanted to see what tricks Murong Xue could come up with.
But Murong Xue didn't care, then took out the photo stone, looked at the senior leaders of Wanhua Holy Land and spoke.
"Everyone, here is a wedding video of our Saint Su. I think we should let you see what exactly Saint Su deceived us about."
After saying that, before anyone could react, Murong Xue directly released the image in the photo stone.
Suddenly, a series of images emerged from the photo stone. The images on it were the scenes of Su Qiaoran and Wu Hao's wedding day. After seeing the content on the images, the disciples of Wanhua Holy Land present were shocked.
Because they never expected that Su Qiaoran was actually married. You know, Su Qiaoran is the goddess in their hearts. Now they are heartbroken after knowing that Su Qiaoran is married.
Su Qiaoran's expression seemed extremely calm when she saw this scene. She stayed in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Flowers just for a result, a result of becoming a saint. Moreover, she had no intention of hiding it from the people of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Flowers from the beginning. She was just waiting to announce this matter after she became a saint.
It is obvious that Murong Xue's current actions have given Su Qiaoran a good opportunity.
Without waiting for Su Qiaoran to speak, Murong Xue continued speaking aggressively.
"Everyone, you have seen that Su Qiaoran married someone else before she even became a Saint. This clearly violates the principles of our Wanhua Holy Land. I personally feel that Su Qiaoran is no longer qualified to become a Saint."
"Also, I swear on my life that all the images here are real. If you don't believe me, you can go check it out."
As Murong Xue finished speaking, everyone present fell silent. However, the scene that Murong Xue had imagined of the disciples spitting on Su Qiaoran and asking her to get out after learning the truth did not appear. Instead, everyone spoke with a look of grief on their faces.
"Saint Su, we won't hate you just because you're married. You must be happy!"
"That's right, if you, Saint Su, have been wronged, just leave that man and come back to our Wanhua Holy Land. We will always be your family!"
"Yes, although it is very painful, we still want to say this from the bottom of our hearts. Saint, you must be happy."
"Come on, Saint Su, you will always be the best saint in our hearts!"
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