Bai Moyu’s Calculations

"But Brother, this is too slow! Who knows when it will erupt! Moreover, the four great sect's competition will be held in a few days. What if Yun Chujiu's lackeys have great luck and gets good results? Everyone's dissatisfaction will be gone!" Bai Morou wished that she could kill Yun Chujiu immediately.

Bai Moyu sneered, "The four great sect's competition is different from the last mystic realm trial. She won't always have such good luck. Moreover, perhaps someone will kill Yun Chujiu for us without us taking action!"

"Who?" Bai Morou's eyes lit up.

"Zhuo Piaoyu!"

Bai Morou was discouraged. "Brother, don't joke!" Although Zhuo Piaoyu had a dispute with Yun Chujiu a few days ago, I heard that Yun Chujiu saved Zhuo Piaoyu in Eupatorium Valley! Zhuo Piaoyu has a weak personality and is kind. How could she kill Yun Chujiu?!"