章節 1788: At least he's sensible

"He escaped." One of the disciples replied.

"He ran away, trash. You can't even catch an injured old man. A bunch of trash!" "F * ck!" Yun Wanli cursed angrily and smashed the teacup in his hand on the ground.

"We didn't have a choice. We thought he would escape to the sky cloud sect, but who knew he would go to the Golden core sect. By the time we found him, it was already too late to chase after him." One of the disciples explained.

"The Golden elixir sect." Yun Wanli was slightly stunned, but he was relieved. If that old man had directly gone to the sky cloud sect, this matter would have been a little troublesome. As for the sky cloud sect, it was just a sect that had just been rebuilt. At most, he could just kill his way in and force them to hand over the person.

The sect's sage realm was vast but sparsely populated. The recent limelight of the Golden core sect had not yet reached Muji city. Otherwise, Yun Wanli would not have such thoughts.