A Friend's Death Is No Loss If I Survive

Elder Yin cupped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Ren, I do indeed recognize this person."

"This cultivator was the first Rogue Cultivator to board our Mystic Medicine Sect's flying boat. However, all I know is that his surname is Wang. I know nothing else."

The white-bearded old man nodded and said, "This person is no simple character. However, although he is somewhat fast, his cultivation is still far too weak to affect us."

"But the three bandit cultivators following behind are a serious threat."

"If they catch up and entangle us, I estimate that few of these five or six hundred disciples will escape."

At this moment, a burly man said in a deep, rumbling voice, "It's all that Heavenly Immortal ant's fault!"

"Senior Brother Ren, I'll go butcher him!"

As he spoke, the burly man was about to rush out of the flying boat.

The white-bearded old man said in a deep voice, "Hold on!"

The burly man, who had just been preparing to fly out, halted in place.

He was clearly extremely obedient to the white-bearded old man's orders.

The white-bearded old man said, "We can't blame this person either. Even without this cultivator, those bandit cultivators would have chased after us."

"It was merely a matter of sooner or later."

"This is the vast Boundless Sea. Even the nearest island is more than a month of flight away."

"We have nowhere to hide. After killing those Rogue Cultivators, these people will definitely come looking for the people of our Mystic Medicine Sect one by one."

"We split up to flee because we hoped that at least some people would manage to escape."

"Since they have caught up, there is nothing more to say. We will simply hold them off."

"These three are outnumbered. Who lives and