Everyone did not see it, but under the cloak, the Gu Master's cinnabar nails became increasingly bright.
Having dealt with Wu Yunlan, the Gu Master sat down again, casting a faint glance at the decaying Four Holy Maidens.
"I never expected such filthy tactics in the sacred competition; everyone must take this as a warning. Now, with only ten days left in the Saintess competition, whoever can create the most powerful Gu insects will succeed me. As for any other tricks, don't even think about it, otherwise, Wu Yunlan's fate today will be your fate tomorrow."
"Yes." Including Wu Nuan, all the Saintesses knelt down and kowtowed.
The Gu Master then stood up again: "I am going to enter seclusion once more, do not disturb me in these seven days."
"Yes, we send our respects, Gu Master." Wu Nuan looked at the departing figure of the Gu Master with neither joy nor sadness, suppressing her inner turmoil.
The three Saintesses also sighed in relief.
