The last time she had been this miserable was at Hanxu Zi's hands. This time, it was Ghost Spirit Old Mother.
Bai Ling reasonably suspected that she and Mid Nascent Soul cultivators were fated to clash, but at this moment, she had already fainted.
Even Lan Ning behind Ghost Spirit Old Mother could not bear to watch. "Mother... Ling'er was the one who saved me. Isn't this treatment of her a little..."
"Do you like her too?" Ghost Spirit Old Mother's gaze suddenly turned dangerous.
Although her Daoist partner relationship with He Gui had long existed in name only.
Over the years, as their cultivations had gradually risen, He Gui had acquired his own delicate mortal beauty, while she had kept her own handsome furnace.
But if her son had fallen for the little delicate beauty beside her former husband, then the methods of the mortal woman before her were truly terrifying.
"No, I don't like her, it's just..." Seeing the killing intent in Ghost Spirit Old Mother's eyes, Lan Ning hurriedly denied it. "She saved me from He Gui's hands, so she can be considered my lifesaving benefactor."
"Heh." Ghost Spirit Old Mother said no more and turned once again toward He Gui in the distance, whose killing intent surged to the heavens.
"Ghost Spirit! What exactly will it take for you to spare Ling'er? I will never lay a hand on Lan Ning again, nor will I make an enemy of North Nether Island..."
"Not enough, not enough. None of that is enough." Ghost Spirit Old Mother smiled faintly and shook her head. "With me here, you could not have touched Lan Ning to begin with, nor could you have touched North Nether Island. That cannot count as a price."
He Gui's expression turned cold, only to see