Traveling by Pursuit

"This man's crime of destroying my Sacred Land blood essence is unforgivable! Prepare horses at once! I have placed a blood charm on this man; we will hunt him down to the ends of the earth!"

Zhang Xuezhou to turn back was not for any other reason than that he found it easier to ride his horse in such a vast grassland area.

When the flying gets tired, switch to horseback riding; when the horse gets tired, switch to rider.

As long as he travels in the Xiong State under the name of a sorcerer from the Yedie River Holy Land, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he can repeat this operation repeatedly until he crosses this vast territory spanning tens of thousands of miles.

Riding on land would allow Zhang Xuezhou to search more carefully for the various landmarks mentioned by Cai Ma, and perhaps at some point he would overlap with a location indicated on Cai Ma's map.

He shouted loudly in the Xiehun tribe, completely ignoring what others were saying, which caused a group of Xiong State slaves to bow their heads and shout in response.

In a short while, the best mount of the Xiehun tribe was brought to Zhang Xuezhou's side, along with a spare mount to accompany him.

"Honorable Mage..."

"This person excels at speed attacks and is currently heading west. This mage will pursue him relentlessly. If you can keep up, then follow!"

Zhang Xuezhou mounted his horse.

He squeezed his legs together, and the aura of a cultivator emanating from his body instantly made the tamed demon horse obedient, running in the direction he indicated.

The night was dark, with only the glow of the fire lit by the Xiehun tribe.

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the burning pile of wood, then at the corpses of men and women who had died from ration cuts. He simply snorted softly, then whipped his horse and rode away.

The monstrous horse he rode was a hybrid, its appearance not much different from an ordinary horse, but its muscles were bulging, suggesting that its endurance and jumping ability were quite impressive.

The plains were wide open, and even the shady side of the mountains had gentle slopes, so Zhang Xuezhou wasn't worried about falling off his horse while galloping slowly.

"This kind of transformation technique can fool too many people!"

Zhang Xuezhou's time at the Yedie River Holy Land was not long, but he had contact with people at the top.

Zhang Xuezhou was familiar with how people at the top spoke, how they treated their servants, and even the attire and speaking style of these venerable monks.

He had planned to sneak into the tribe at night to get some food and leave, never expecting it would cause so much trouble.

At this moment, he was dressed in a flowing red robe, with more than a hundred men on horseback following closely behind him.

If his destination hadn't been the Mount Kunlun, Zhang Xuezhou felt that using his Movement Method robes to scam food and drink would have been very convenient.

No one from the Xiong State doubted his identity. Firstly, these slaves had no courage to resist the Sacred Land, not even raising their heads when some hunting dogs barked at him. Secondly, the class rules were far stricter than imagined. Not only did no one dare to wear the robes of the Yedie River Holy Land mage, but even those who could wear such bright red robes were extremely rare. In fact, some slaves had been executed for wearing bright red clothes in the past.

Due to various factors, Zhang Xuezhou proceeded smoothly.

He rode ahead on his horse, while some servants behind him lit torches on their backs to provide light.

"It's a pity the Black and White Twin Horses can't be seen in the light, otherwise I could return to the Yedie River Holy Land and invite Venerable White Bone to restore the Spirit Artifact!"

Riding horses at night is inefficient.

Of course, flying at night is also inefficient, and it is very easy to lose position.

Unless one is fully aware of the direction, a normal person would not choose to travel at night.

Only at this moment could Zhang Xuezhou reminisce about the advantage he once had with the Black and White Horses.

He kept this in mind and finally placed his hopes on Rong Tianding, who was learning the Corpse Jiao inheritance, hoping that his cousin would one day have the ability to control and restore it.

Before that, Zhang Xuezhou had to rely on himself to see if he could find the right way to Western Kunlun.

He wasn't familiar with the correct route to his destination, Western Kunlun, but Zhang Xuezhou was familiar with the places he had flown and ridden on horseback. Even if he got lost and couldn't find Western Kunlun, Zhang Xuezhou could at least find his way back to Chang'an City.

"Damn it, what school of thought does this blood essence thief belong to? Why is he so fast? He's getting further and further away from me even as I chase after him on horseback!"

Zhang Xuezhou disregarded whether Mao was skilled at long-distance raids or whether he needed to head west, and continued to hurl insults at Mao with a string of random shouts.

Of course, this kind of mudslinging is useless, after all, Mao is far away in Huainan, which is thousands of miles away, and no one would go to such a far place to seek justice.

But Zhang Xuezhou's shout for a chase was clearly well-founded.

He rode ahead on his horse, attracting a group of slaves from the Xiehun tribe who followed with strange cries.

As dawn broke, they still hadn't made any progress in their pursuit; in fact, some people kept falling behind.

"At the foot of Dongshan Mountain, this monk is starving. Is there any food we can find here?"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted loudly, which startled Xie Hunqu, the centurion of Dongshan who was chasing after him with strange cries. He then kept raising his hands and looking around.

The vast grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, overgrown with weeds, making it difficult to find any inhabitants.

But just over ten seconds later, Xie Hunqu pointed to the shady area in the northwest.

"Honorable mage, if we travel about thirty to fifty miles in this direction, there should be a tribe temporarily residing there. We can go there to forage and replenish our strength," Xie Hunqu shouted.

"Oh?"

Zhang Xuezhou found the Xiong State slave tribe entirely by luck. He only knew that people lived below by looking down from the sky and seeing a large number of cattle, sheep and horses. Xie Hunqu, on the other hand, seemed to have found the location simply by orienting himself.

"How can you be so sure there are tribal communities living there?" Zhang Xuezhou shouted.

"My lord, the wind blowing here now is the southwest monsoon. This monsoon doesn't cause much damage during the day, but at night, the cold winds can freeze large swathes of grass to death. Right now, the further east we go, the worse the damage becomes, and the further west we go, the less severe it is. There's also a situation where it's more severe in the south and less severe in the north. The northwest is the direction we should be migrating towards. I see some signs of gnawing on the grass here, which must have been left over the past two days. If we just follow this path, we'll have a good chance of finding our brother tribe!"

Xie Hunqu answered honestly, revealing everything he had judged.

This made Zhang Xuezhou glance at the grass on the ground a few times.

He eventually had to admit that this was a rather specialized skill; at that moment, he couldn't tell which blades of grass were recently eaten and which couldn't be used as a directional factor.

"Walk!"

Zhang Xuezhou cracked his whip at the demon horse he was riding, and it galloped straight ahead.

Compared to these mounted slaves, Zhang Xuezhou had no advantage in riding skills, but he wore the Heavenly Robe and could reduce the impact of wind and waves with the Wind Avoidance Instruction. His riding advantage was not obvious in the short term, but it became extremely obvious in the long term.

At this moment, he was still able to run at a relatively high speed, while the slaves of the Xiehun tribe behind him could only whip their horses desperately to catch up.

From over a hundred people at the beginning, only a dozen or so are still following him now.

As Zhang Xuezhou spurred his horse forward at full speed, some people inevitably fell behind, forced to rein in their horses and stop, only able to gaze into the distance.

But they did arrive at a place where Zhang Xuezhou could eat, drink, and replenish his energy.

By repeating this process several times, Zhang Xuezhou could directly access the Xiong State Kingdom, the largest territory outside Yanmen Pass, and enter the Greater Yuezhi Kingdom.

If you continue through the countries of Cheshi, Qiuci, Shule, Wusun, Kangju, and Dayuan, you will reach the border of the Western Kunlun. From there, heading towards the highest snow-capped mountains, you can search for the Kunlun Sacred Land.