Whether the White Lotus Sect was truly a paradise of ultimate bliss, Bai Ling herself knew. But to Bai Ling now, the most important matter was how to deal with Su Xin.
Intelligence had already arrived from the Xiangnan Circuit. Just as Bai Ling had expected, that idiot, the Green Lotus Holy Envoy, had ultimately botched everything.
Su Xin had struck in fury. The Green Lotus Holy Envoy had been killed, and even the White Lotus Sect's arrangements in the Xiangnan Circuit were being rooted out one by one by Su Xin's Dark Guard, then destroyed and slaughtered.
An idiot like the Green Lotus Holy Envoy was dead, and good riddance. But if this affected the White Lotus Sect's overall plans, that was something Bai Ling could not accept.
Entering the White Lotus Sect's small world, Bai Ling received respectful bows from its disciples all along the way, each of them addressing her as Lady Saintess.
Bai Ling now held an extremely high position within the White Lotus Sect, one comparable only to the White Lotus Holy Mother. Yet with people such as the Green Lotus Holy Envoy still around, her position was not unique.
The hall where the White Lotus Holy Mother resided stood at the very heart of the small world. It was shaped like a blooming white lotus, incomparably magnificent, yet laced with faint traces of eerie evil.
Pushing open the doors, Bai Ling found no guards anywhere in the great hall. Yet at its center stood a woman in white robes, her entire body concealed within them.
Bai Ling knew that figure well. It was the Divine Bridge Realm corpse puppet she had commissioned the Corpse-Driving Sect to refine.
That Divine Bridge Realm corpse puppet could be called the Corpse-Driving Sect's greatest masterpiece. At certain times,