The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

Mo Xiaolan strode into the hall, and the expression on her face had changed to the cold expression that was unique to Mo Xiaolan.

"Master Mo Feng, you are finally back."

"Peak Lord."

"Peak Lord."

Seeing Mo Xiaolan, the deputy sect leader began to look down on people with his arrogance again: "You are finally here. This sect leader only realized today that the people of Qingyuan Sect, from the head to the disciples, are all so unreasonable. First the peak master is incompetent, and then the disciples take advantage of the power of others. It's really interesting."

Mo Xiaolan didn't see it, so she took out a small piece of the Glazed Tower from her sleeve and threw it directly at him. When the Glazed Tower fragment appeared and combined with what Zhu Ling said, most people understood what it meant. The Glazed Tower was extremely powerful. It was not easy to escape unscathed from such a treasure and protect more than a dozen people, not to mention that the hostages were only slightly injured, even if they died on the spot it was expected and inevitable. It was already a miracle that Mo Xiaolan was able to save everyone with the help of such a treasure and ensure that there was no death.

"Just now the deputy sect leader said that my sect leader is incompetent?" Shang Jun raised his eyebrows.

The deputy sect leader didn't say anything. He couldn't say anything now. His daughter didn't tell him that there was a Glazed Tower involved. He thought it was just a small female ghost.

"You still say that our disciples are taking advantage of others' power?" Mu Qingfeng opened the fan in his hand, covering the lower half of his eyes, with a foxy smile.

The deputy leader became arrogant again: "Am I wrong? You guys..."

"I don't know if my identity, Mo Xiaolan, is sufficient." Mo Xiaolan said coldly.

The atmosphere in the whole place fell silent. Everyone present, including the deputy sect leader, knew Mo Xiaolan's identity.

Seeing that no one spoke, Mu Qingfeng stood up on his own, pretending to be like "I don't know you know" and began to explain, "Mo Xiaolan, the leader of Qingling Peak, one of the three major peaks of Qingyuan Sect, is the only person in the world who can cultivate the Xuanhua Qingling pupil, and the only person in the world who can summon the Xuantian Liuguang sword of Jiutian Xuannu, that is, one of the Jiutian Xuanming people. Of course, there are others, but now the world knows that only she is the only one. Although she is not the leader of one of the four major sects, her status is like that of a leader. Except for the leader of Qingyuan Sect who is her biological brother, she is on equal footing with all the leaders."

All eyes were focused on this person who had the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fate. Although Mo Xiaolan had no expression on her face at the moment, she was panicking inside. "Damn, this person's identity is so impressive, how come I didn't know about him? But what the hell is this Nine Heavens Mysterious Fate person? Could it be that Mu Qingfeng made it up to scare this shameless old man? Regardless, let's get rid of him first."

Mu Qingxue beside Mu Qingfeng was also confused. "Damn, did I write this paragraph? How come I don't know about it?"

"So." Mo Xiaolan looked at the deputy leader beside him and said, "Get lost."

……

The deputy sect leader was now completely humiliated. Indeed, Mo Xiaolan was much higher than him in both status and cultivation. He originally thought that with his daughter as a witness, he could give Mo Xiaolan a warning and just save her face, but he never thought that he would get himself involved.

"Hmph!" He shook his sleeves and prepared to leave. Mu Qingfeng immediately stood up and said, "Don't worry, deputy sect leader. I will write a letter to tell your sect's main sect leader the truth about the content this time. Deputy sect leader, please don't listen to it. Don't wrongly accuse our leader Mo Feng of not saving the dying and then accuse me of confusing right and wrong."

"Then please report the truth, Master Mu."

He quickly left the hall with his people, and saw Jiang Qiqi standing there at the door, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at him vaguely.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Jiang Qiqi has always been easy to bully, and now she has run into a trap. It is a good opportunity for her to vent the anger she has suffered at the Qingyuan Sect.

"Your own deputy sect leader has been scolded like this by other sects, and you don't even know to go and help? You have no sect consciousness at all. I really don't know why the sect leader would let a fool like you enter our Manting Sect."

Le Zhenyu fixed his gaze on the person who was swearing at him, and a disdainful smile appeared on his lips: "Do you really think that the Sect Master doesn't know about the dirty things you did because he is in seclusion? He came here just to let me take full charge of your mess."

"Nonsense, you, a mere disciple, dare to control my deputy..." He was a little choked up, feeling uneasy in his heart, 'That old man has always taken good care of this fool, could it be that he wants her to be the future leader?"

Thinking of this, he felt uneasy and quickened his pace to leave Qingyuan Gate.

"Why are you still here?" As Mo Xiaolan stepped out of the hall, she saw Le Zhenyu with a devilish smile on his face.

Le Zhenyu turned around and bowed respectfully to Shang Jun behind her, saying, "Manting Sect disciple Jiang Qiqi greets the Sect Master, Peak Master Mu, and Peak Master Mo."

“Please stand up quickly.” Shang Jun no longer had the protective aura he had just now, but instead had the courage that only a sect leader has. He was just that kind of person, he could treat everyone gently, but once someone caused trouble for any disciple of Qingyuan Sect, he would immediately change his face and protect them. He could touch the people of Qingyuan Sect, but others? Don’t even think about it.

"When the four major sects are selecting their successors, the other three sects must have someone present. I guess Miss Jiang is the envoy sent by the Manting Sect." Mu Qingfeng asked, putting away the fox look on his face.

"Yes." Le Zhenyu replied.

Mo Xiaolan was confused. "Damn, there is such a rule? How come I don't know about it? Did I read a fake novel?"

Qingling Waterside Pavilion——

Mo Xiaolan looked at Le Zhenyu, who was just thrown to her to take care of by the head senior brother on the pretext of knowing each other. She swept away all the food on the table and almost licked the plate clean, like someone who had never eaten meat. The table was full of food, and except for the vegetarian dishes, all other meaty dishes were left untouched.

"Don't you guys in the Manting Sect like to eat?"

"Eat it." Le Zhenyu hurriedly swallowed the last piece of fish in the bowl before continuing to speak, "You don't know that you can't eat meat in that damn place called Manting Sect. I'm almost dying of greed."

"Come on, I think your deputy leader is quite fat, I don't think he has never eaten meat."

"Openly."

I understood it immediately, these are all capitalist rights.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Le Zhenyu leaned back on the wooden chair and burped contentedly: "Hey, little beauty, why are you different from before?"

"Before?" Mo Xiaolan saw that she was only about sixteen years old, and she had only traveled through time for eight years. Could it be that she had seen Mo Xiaolan in the past? But there was no such memory in her mind.

Le Zhenyu vaguely felt that he had said something wrong, and quickly covered it up, saying, "I just heard rumors that Master Mo Xiaolan and Mo Feng were cold as ice. After meeting you today, I found that you are different from the rumors and are a good person."

"Thank you for the compliment." Mo Xiaolan gave her an awkward yet polite smile.

"But." Le Zhenyu looked at her, his eyes changed completely, the intimacy just now was gone and replaced by a warning: "I heard that you have three disciples. As a good friend, I want to warn you that Mo Luofan is a man of both good and evil. Be nice to him and to you, otherwise the consequences will be dire."

"How miserable?"

"At the very least, your martial arts skills will be wasted and your cultivation will be destroyed. At the worst, your heart and soul will be torn apart and your life will be worse than death."

Her words were like a cold bayonet cutting into her heart, but what surprised Mo Xiaolan even more was how she knew all this. Could she be a time traveler as well?

"It's just a joke." Le Zhenyu smiled, "Don't be so serious! Don't you know that there is a stone in Manting Sect called Mengnai Stone? When the full moon shines on it on August 15th, it can reveal a person's past and present lives. How about it? It's fun, right? Get me, my young master, and I'll take you to play."

"Haha, thank you." Mo Xiaolan grabbed a piece of steamed bun from the plate and stuffed it directly into her mouth: "No need."

Le Zhenyu took the bun off the corner of his mouth, rubbed his chin and said, "Hey, I've never made a mistake when I look at people. You must be a person who looks cold but has a soft heart. You are very good to those close to you. You are gentle and beautiful, yet domineering and independent. I like this kind of woman. Can we be friends?"

"What's the benefit of being friends with you?"

"Of course." Le Zhenyu stood up excitedly: "There are many benefits to being friends with me. You can ask for anything you want. As long as it is available in the human and demon worlds, I will grab it all for you."

"Why are you so nice to me?" Mo Xiaolan put her hand on her jawbone and looked at her with deep eyes and asked, "Is it because I saved you?"

Le Zhenyu was stunned by her words and lowered his head, saying: "Before I became a soul body, I was a person with rich clothes and food, and a great position. But because of this, there were few people around me who I could trust. Even my playmates who I grew up with would kill me without hesitation for the sake of interests. And those who were nice to me on the surface just thought that I had the power and could get what they wanted from me. It was not until I died and became a soul body that I met Jiang Qiqi and the sect leader. You are the third person who is nice to me. I will cherish those who are nice to me a hundred times and repay them a thousand times. But I will definitely show mercy to those who are not nice to me and betray me."

"Okay then." Mo Xiaolan stood up, walked up to her and extended her hand: "Hello, my name is Mo Xiaolan, I will protect you when you come here."

Le Zhenyu was startled at first, but immediately came to his senses and held her hand: "My name is Le Zhenyu, I will protect you when we get out of here."

"You little yellow-haired girl, I'm almost protecting you!"

Just as the two were chatting animatedly, there was a noise outside the door. It seemed that the three had returned with the famous stone to report.

"Disciple Zhu Fan."

"Disciple Zhu Ling."

"Disciple Mo Chu."

"See Master."

When Mo Xiaolan heard the name Mo Chu, she got goose bumps all over her body. She hurried back yesterday because of the shameless old man, and then she met Le Zhenyu and talked to him for such a long time that she completely forgot about Mo Luofan. Now she really didn't know what mentality she should have when facing him.

"What happened?" Le Zhenyu felt that his hand was squeezed a little too tightly by her, and he was sweating slightly: "Are you okay?"

Mo Xiaolan looked at her, and a good idea came to her mind: "Now is the time for you to stick your neck out for your friend. Do a favor and tell the three people outside to do what they need to do."

"Hey, what kind of wolf, tiger or leopard is that outside? You are so scared that you don't even dare to go out."

"Why do you care so much? Go quickly."

"Who's protecting whom then?"

"You cover it, you cover it, you cover it."

After hearing what he wanted to hear, Le Zhenyu dusted off his clothes with a satisfied look on his face, strode open the door and walked in.

Seeing a stranger coming out of Master's room, the three of them looked at each other.

Le Zhenyu pretended to cough twice and said, "Hello, senior brothers and sisters, I am the master's new disciple, Jiang Qiqi."

Mo Xiaolan, who was eavesdropping by the door, was so scared that she almost fell to the ground. "Damn, what is this guy talking about? Is it so troublesome to chase someone away?"

"When will Master accept a new disciple?" Mo Luofan seemed a little excited, his clenched fists hidden under his white sleeves.

"Pfft." Zhu Ling couldn't help laughing and said, "Little sister, next time you lie to someone, can you change your clothes? Wearing the clothes of Manting Sect and pretending to be someone from Qingyuan Sect is really a foolish idea."

Le Zhenyu was suddenly embarrassed. Damn, she forgot that she was still wearing the uniform of the Manting Sect. The huge "Man" character embroidered on the chest was no joke.

"Uh..." She was embarrassed for a moment, then she shouted with her eyes wandering casually, "Well, your master said that you are tired these days, go back and have a good rest, and don't bother her."

Mo Xiaolan: "You'll die if you use a better tone!"

After hearing Le Zhenyu's "message", Zhu Ling and Zhu Fan originally thought that their master did not want to see them because his cultivation had been greatly damaged after the battle with the Glazed Pagoda and he had not had a good rest. So they turned around and left so as not to disturb their master's rest.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Le Zhenyu looked at Mo Luofan, who had no intention of leaving. He walked around Le Zhenyu and walked straight to the door and stopped: "I want to say a few words to Master."

Le Zhenyu looked at him and then at the tightly closed door. He said nothing and did not disturb them, but Mo Luofan was slow to speak.

"You..." He turned to look at Le Zhenyu who was standing straight like a branch and said, "Can you step aside for a moment?"

"Ah?" Le Zhenyu looked at him in bewilderment: "You guys talk about yours, I stand for mine."

Seeing Mo Luofan's attitude of "I won't say anything until you leave", she finally walked away, muttering softly as she walked: "It's just a scene where a disciple comes back from the battlefield to report his safety to his master. What's there to not let outsiders hear? It's not like a confession of love."