"That's right. We'll say that Thieving Taoist was cunning, that he burned his lifespan and vital power desperately to force out the strength needed to escape my pursuit..."
"Hmph, not just say it—he most likely really did that. Otherwise, how could someone like him possibly escape my pursuit?"
"Yes, that's right, that must be it. They must have used some secret technique, making some instant sacrifice in exchange for that brief burst of speed. I should report this to those above and have them continue the encirclement. I already exhausted most of their strength; once those above catch them, I'll have contributed as well."
At first, when Yu Xiao watched those people flee farther and farther away until they had thrown him off completely, leaving not even a shadow for him to pursue, he had been considering how to handle this without losing face.
Very quickly, he came up with the most suitable solution. As he muttered to himself, thought things through, and spun the story, before long even he believed it was the truth. That was how they had escaped. Soon, he was utterly convinced of it, just as convinced as he was that he was the most handsome and the strongest.
This matter could not be concealed from those above, nor was there any way to conceal it. Since that was the case, he naturally had to prepare a response. Having already worked out a plan and considered it carefully, finding no problems with it, Yu Xiao immediately prepared to contact those above.
On one hand, he would let them know that he had painstakingly pursued and hunted them down, forcing them to resort to a desperate method to escape; that he had already depleted most of their strength, and the rest could be left for others