The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

After Mo Xiaolan woke up, the first person to see her was Mo Luofan. This made her feel flattered. After all, there was a huge gap between her current identity and that of the Demon Lord.

"Greetings, Demon Lord." She was about to stand up and salute, but was stopped.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, so there's no need to salute." Mo Luofan waved his hand, and immediately someone came forward holding a dark blue suit.

"What is this?" Mo Xiaolan asked.

"I have decided to make you the Saint of the Demon Tribe."

"What what what?" The sudden news frightened him so much that he stuttered: "Saint? Me?"

You must know that among the demons, the Demon Lord is the strongest, followed by the Dharma Protector and the Saint. Needless to say, the Dharma Protector must be Ming Beilin. The Saint was originally Ruo Xiangsi, but after her death, this position has been vacant. Duan Shuangying is temporarily in charge of all matters of this position. Although there is no official title, people below all think that she is the only choice for the Saint. Then comes the Palace Master, which is divided into four palaces: Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise. The Palace Master of Azure Dragon is Qing Jing, the Palace Master of Vermillion Bird is Ming Yao, and White Tiger and Black Tortoise are not available yet. The four palaces are in charge of the four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest respectively. Then there are other large and small professions in the palace.

And now Mo Xiaolan is at most a palace disciple of Suzaku Palace, not even the lowest master, but she has suddenly become a saint. It is like a student who has suddenly become the vice-president. How could she not be surprised?

"Your Majesty, do you have a fever?" She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Even if you want to thank me for saving your life, you can't just let me jump over such a big dragon gate. This is the same as in the human world. What's the difference between passing the imperial examination and becoming the prime minister?"

"This is the result of my careful consideration." Mo Luofan said, "You have been here the shortest time and have the cleanest background. You have done a lot of things with me. This time, you learned about the past of the first Demon Lord together with me. I am relieved to give you the position of the Saint. Besides, you are also my savior, although I don't know how you broke the barrier. I will not force you to ask. I have given an order. The Saint's appointment ceremony will be held in a few days."

"Can I not be a saint?"

"No."

"Then can I die?"

"what ever."

……

These two words made her furious: "What are the advantages of being a saint? There are no social insurances and housing funds, and no salary increase. I won't do this."

"You are a position below one person and above ten thousand people. No one will ever order you to do trivial things. Isn't it good to control the secrets of the demon clan? What's more, the monthly salary is thirty gold."

Thirty gold! I can also master the secrets of the demon clan, so can't I use this identity to find my body? Oh my God, this is a fortune worth a fortune!

"If you don't want to, then forget it. I'll find someone else." Mo Luofan put on her dress and was about to leave.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

Seeing that this walking ATM was about to leave, Mo Xiaolan immediately got off the bed and hugged his arm: "Brother, Your Majesty, how can we not do it? I was just joking with you just now, Saint, you are the same as Your Majesty! How could I refuse such a good thing? You are just being magnanimous and forgetting my mistakes, and everything I said just now is all lies."

"In this case, you should quickly recover from your injuries, otherwise you will miss the inauguration ceremony."

"Good good!"

After Mo Luofan left, Mo Xiaolan picked up the official uniform and took a look. It was indeed similar to the official uniform that Ruo Xiangsi had worn that she had seen in the Demon Realm decades ago. However, Ruo Xiangsi's official uniform was her favorite pink, while this dress was her favorite blue. It turned out that people of different status could even choose their own clothes.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Qing Jing came over with a lot of gifts, put them on the table, and walked closer to her: "Not bad, not bad, your official uniform is really nice, it's not like ours in the four palaces, the official uniforms are all embroidered with blue dragons, red birds, white tigers and so on, there is no thought at all."

"What are you here for?"

"Congratulations!" He turned sideways to reveal the gifts of all sizes behind him. "By the way, I'll try to curry favor with the future Saint Lady."

"Heh." Mo Xiaolan gave him an awkward yet polite smile.

"Oh, by the way, I came here to invite you to a banquet."

"Feast? What kind of feast is this?"

"In half a month, it will be Yaoyao's birthday. I would like to invite you, her, and Your Excellency to have a meal together. I will be the host and you can choose whatever you want."

"Then I have to think about it carefully." Mo Xiaolan thought for a while and said, "I want to eat delicacies from land and sea, big fish and meat, braised pork, Kung Pao chicken, and some kind of mandarin duck feast. I have to have a sweet-scented osmanthus double fish, but the fish must not have bones. It's so troublesome to pick out the bones."

"I don't like to find faults. It's so troublesome to find faults." Qing Jing said casually, and was shocked for a moment. He quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I scared you. The tone and content of your words just now were especially like a fairy master I respect. I accidentally thought it was her who came back. I wrote down the name of the dish. I must come to honor you in half a month!"

After leaving the door, Qing Jing's face suddenly fell, and a sinister look appeared in his eyes.

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Seven days later, the ceremony officially began. In addition to Mo Xiaolan being canonized as a saint, another person was also canonized, that was Duan Shuangying, but she was only canonized as the master of Xuanwu Palace.

The demons don't have too many clothes, but the accessories are rather complicated. In addition to the blue clothes, there are also silver ornaments of various sizes, and decorations on both hands and feet. The blue skirt is longer in front and shorter in the back, only reaching above the knees in front. The hem of the skirt is decorated with lace inlaid with silver thread, like a kind of spell. The headdress is simple, with only a forehead ornament.

Although this gorgeous dress is very similar to Ruo Xiangsi's, the tops are quite different. Ruo Xiangsi is more frugal and her clothes do not have so many flowers, not to mention silver thread inlays. She herself prefers human clothes, so the style she wears is very similar to that of human clothes.

However, the culture of the demon clan is different, and the things for each position are also different. The guardian saint is the master of the northwest and southeast. The guardian's holy clothes tend to be from the western region, while the saint's are in the style of the southern border.

As for the other four palaces, they are the Azure Dragon in the East, the White Tiger in the West, the Vermillion Bird in the South, and the Black Tortoise in the North.

The ceremony began. Mo Luofan, dressed in a black formal suit, sat in the center. Below the steps were the core team of Nange City. Only those with the rank of Master Fu and above were allowed to watch the ceremony.

Under the Demon Lord are the Dharma Protectors and the Saintess. The Dharma Protectors are in charge of the White Tiger Palace and the Black Tortoise Palace, the Saintess is in charge of the Azure Dragon and the Vermillion Bird. Each palace is divided into three stages: the Shangzhu, the Xiangzhu and the Tuzhu. Under the Tuzhu are the palace disciples. This is the entire structure.

The sound of salutes rang out, and Mo Xiaolan walked in from the temple gate. She entered the Taoist temple under everyone's gaze, came to the altar, and knelt on one knee.

A Taoist woman walked up to her and shook the willow branch in her hand that was covered with water droplets, and the water droplets hit her body.

Afterwards, Mo Luofan walked down and came in front of her. Mo Xiaolan stood up and stood opposite him. Another Taoist woman came to the two of them with a dagger inlaid with jewels. Mo Luofan took the dagger and cut his own palm, and then cut Mo Xiaolan's palm. The two wounds touched each other, and for a moment, she felt a domineering spiritual energy transmitted through his palm, which burned her so much that she wanted to retreat for a while. It was unknown how long it took for the energy to slowly disappear.

After that, there was a series of exchanges in a language she couldn't understand. Just when she thought it was about to end, a strong disciple from the White Tiger Palace stepped forward. He first looked at Mo Luofan, and waited for him to nod before showing his weapons, which were two huge hammers. The hammers collided with each other, making a thumping sound, and then the strong man shouted, "Please give me some advice, Saint."

"Teach me?" Mo Xiaolan looked at the people around her in confusion. Mo Luofan frowned and said, "Didn't the female official who was sent to teach you etiquette a few days ago tell you about it?"

"Say...what." Those female officials were too long-winded and what they said was very dry, so she was basically daydreaming and didn't listen to what they were saying at all.

"This is part of the canonization. If you can defeat all those who come to challenge you, you can gain their trust and become a true saint." Duan Shuangying rolled her eyes in disdain.

"Fuck!" Mo Xiaolan turned her head and cursed softly.

"Why don't you step forward to fight, Saint? Do you look down on me?" The sturdy man on the stage couldn't wait any longer. He swayed his huge body and staggered forward: "Or are you afraid that your delicate skin will be hurt by the old man? If that's the case, you don't have to be a Saint anymore."

"Heh." Mo Xiaolan smiled and jumped onto the stage, saying something cruel: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you and make you go home and call for your mother."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The big man looked a little embarrassed and hit her with two sledgehammers.

Mo Xiaolan jumped forward into the air and landed lightly on the two hammers. Her movements were as smooth as a glittering butterfly.

The burly man swung his punch again, and she dodged again. After circling the ring three times, she made a move, kicking the big man on the chin. Her body spun in the air, and the big man was kicked down directly, while she landed steadily on the ground.

"Next." Mo Xiaolan chuckled.

After more than a dozen people were defeated one after another, no one accepted the challenge. Just when people thought it was about to end, the new Xuanwu Palace Master Duan Shuangying walked onto the stage with a sword in hand.