Although another person had boarded the boat, its speed was barely affected. Gray light flashed across the wing patterns on either side, and the flying boat accelerated again. In the blink of an eye, it widened the gap between them and the nine Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators behind them.
"Hee-hee! Senior brother, you're so good to me!" Qin Xian'er said with a laugh as she looked at Xiao Yu's back.
Indeed, what Qin Xian'er had just said reflected her true thoughts. She had already figured out that although Xiao Yu's cultivation was not the highest among them, he had always concealed his strength. His true strength was definitely the greatest of the seven! She trusted her own judgment.
Besides, Xiao Yu was so cautious that he had prepared a fallback plan well in advance. When they had scattered to flee just now, she had noticed that he showed not the slightest trace of panic. That meant he must have been confident he could escape.
So was there any safer choice at a time like this than following Xiao Yu? Thus, Qin Xian'er had jumped onto his flying boat without hesitation.
At that moment, the bald man pursuing Xiao Yu from roughly a li behind saw that Xiao Yu's flying boat could still accelerate, widening the distance between them yet again. Rather than becoming frustrated, his eyes lit up, and he muttered:
"How could such a superb flying magic tool be wasted on these country bumpkins from the Yue Kingdom? I should be the one using it!"
Then the bald man shouted to the others flying nearby:
"Form up and pursue together!"
The cultivators flying a short distance ahead immediately slowed down and joined the bald man and the four others.
Then all nine chanted incantations simultaneously. As they performed their