In Bai Ling's eyes, Old Mother Wusheng was nothing less than a madwoman. She would never compromise in the face of anything, yet who would have thought that, when facing Su Xin, she would say such things?
Only now did Bai Ling begin to understand Old Mother Wusheng's current state of mind and her thoughts.
For all these years, the White Lotus Sect had truly worshipped Old Mother Wusheng as if she were a god. To the disciples of the White Lotus Sect, Old Mother Wusheng was like the Taoist Ancestor of the Taoist School or the Buddha of the Buddhist Sect.
And in truth, Old Mother Wusheng had indeed come to regard herself as a god. To her, the rest of the White Lotus Sect were merely ants. She could slaughter them at will and use their qi, blood, and primordial spirits to heal her injuries, never caring in the slightest whether the White Lotus Sect's people lived or died.
But Su Xin was different. In her heart, Su Xin was already a "god" standing on the same level as herself. Moreover, Su Xin was not one of those righteous Divine Bridge Realm martial artists from thousands of years ago who had insisted on killing her, so there was still room for reconciliation.
Bai Ling turned to look at Su Xin. If Su Xin nodded and agreed now, the other White Lotus Sect disciples might still have a chance to live—but she herself would undoubtedly die!
Yet Su Xin merely shook his head. "It sounds quite good, but unfortunately, I have no interest in dual cultivation. The moment I hear those two words, I think of the Huanxi Lineage I wiped out. Besides, I don't like old women."
Old Mother Wusheng gave a coquettish laugh, but beneath that smile