The deflated cultivator refused to give up and vowed to turn the tables.

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe were too inexperienced to have provoked an enemy they shouldn't have.

Old ginger is spicier, and old foxes are more cunning.

Two young people were sold out, and they even helped their captors count the money. They were followed the whole way without realizing it, even thinking the captors were grateful to them! Little did they know that their gratitude was being repaid in the form of revenge.

Su Zinong said, "It seems we can't go back to Yellow River Manor."

“Yes, this isn’t an ordinary revenge killing; it’s an attempt to silence witnesses. We need peace if we don’t go back to the manor, but going back might cause bloodshed and implicate our families.” Huang Chenghe nodded.

As a result, Huang Chenghe had no choice but to follow Su Zinong and wander the world, beginning a life on the run.

First, regardless of whether anyone is tracking us now, we need to disregard those who might be tracking us.

The two secretly went to the market and bought some disguise items and clothes.

Back at the inn, after disguising himself, he quietly slipped out of the inn with the flow of people before noon, when checkouts were most frequent and bustling.

One person went east, and the other went west, agreeing to meet in the south of the city.

The two men, without prior arrangement, both bought fine horses. After leaving the city, they met up in the south, then spurred their horses on and galloped forward at full speed.

Although neither horse was a thoroughbred, they were still exceptionally fine.

Of course, an ordinary horse can't outrun a six-star cultivator. Su Zinong hadn't even considered that a horse could outrun a cultivator; he just wondered why he should walk when he could ride a horse.

After all, although cultivators can run fast, using their full movement techniques consumes true energy. A normal cultivator must stop to rest, eat, and drink after running for two or three hours.

People can eat some dry food and drink water on horseback without any problem; there's no need to stop at all.

Of course, horses also need to eat grass, drink water, and rest. Therefore, when the two horses were foaming at the mouth, the two men decisively abandoned them and then began to use their full strength to run southeast.

Su Zinong was at the early stage of the fifth star cultivation level. He could run as fast as a horse, and the scenery on both sides would fly backward. It was no problem for him to run two or three hundred miles a day.

Huang Chenghe, having practiced his family's martial arts since childhood, wasn't much slower at running. He was currently at the peak of the fourth-star cultivation level, only slightly inferior to Su Zinong.

After running for three days, they arrived at a small town 500 miles away. The two stayed at an inn and changed their appearance completely.

As night fell, the two left a silver ingot in their room, quietly left the inn, and headed southwest.

Huang Chenghe complained, "The sky is dark, with no stars or moon, it's a truly dark and windy night for murder..."

Su Zinong sighed and said, "You jinx! I know it without you saying it. Look ahead."

Three people stood under a large, withered tree fifty feet ahead, their eyes gleaming in the darkness, as if waiting for their prey.

These three people were exceptionally tall, dressed in black, and had their faces covered with black cloth, revealing only their eyes.

Without even looking, I knew there must be more enemies behind me.

Even so, the two exchanged a glance, turned around, and ran back.

The strength of the enemy behind them was unknown, but one thing was clear: the three enemies ahead were well-rested and waiting, while those following behind, having traveled such a long distance, were at least just as tired.

Sure enough, after walking forty or fifty feet, they spotted three men in black approaching, two tall and one short.

Without a second thought, Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe rushed toward the short man on the far right.

It's not that the dwarf's cultivation level was weak, but when the three of them chased after him, the dwarf's movement technique was noticeably worse, so the two of them both set their sights on him.

Huang Chenghe drew his Thunderclap Sword with a clang, flashing with lightning.

Su Zinong immediately unleashed his ultimate move, unleashing an invisible needle of true energy aimed at the dwarf's throat.

Before the short man in black could figure out what was happening, a sword slashed from the left and an invisible needle struck from the right. Just as he was about to dodge, he was already hit by the invisible needle, and Huang Chenghe's thunder sword severed his arm on the left, causing him to fall to the ground, bleeding profusely!

When at a disadvantage, one must be ruthless and use every trick in the book, otherwise the chances of survival will be slim.

This is a survival strategy that I, a rogue cultivator, have summarized through years of hard work and struggle.

The remaining two tall men in black were exceptionally strong.

After exchanging a few blows with his opponent, Su Zinong discovered that the opponent's cultivation level was far superior to his own. The same situation occurred on Huang Chenghe's side.

Su Zinong acted decisively, pulling Huang Chenghe up and taking out a packet of powder from his bag with his other hand, throwing it at the enemy. He then struck out with his palm, sending dust flying.

Su Zinong and Huang Chenghe seized the opportunity to escape and disappeared into the night.

Under the cover of night, the two disappeared into the forest, turning left and right until they reached the mountaintop, then turned east and descended the mountain.

As dawn broke, the two leaped to the top of a large tree and looked around. Finding no trace of the enemy, they breathed a sigh of relief and rested in the tree for an hour.

"Luckily you made a quick decision, otherwise we would both be finished." Huang Chenghe secretly rejoiced.

"We had no choice but to run. We couldn't even beat the remaining two men in black, let alone the three tall and imposing men in black chasing after us." Su Zinong took a bite of his sesame seed cake.

"What was that packet you threw out?" Huang Chenghe asked curiously.

“Lime, poison powder, and ox-hair poison needles,” Su Zinong said calmly.

"Lime hurts the eyes, poison powder hurts the nose, and cow hair needles hurt the flesh! Wow, how can we hide in the dark? You're really ruthless! Unorthodox methods!" Huang Chenghe shouted.

"Escaping is the priority, who cares about reputation? I'd rather live by unorthodox means than die by unorthodox means!" Su Zinong said frankly.

"Why have I never seen you use it?" Huang Chenghe asked curiously.

“Who would resort to such unorthodox methods unless it’s a desperate emergency? If I could beat them, I would play a cat-and-mouse game with them, be fair and just to them, and even let them win. When I can’t beat them, I have no choice but to resort to desperate measures,” Su Zinong said with a smile.

"That's right. No matter how despicable you are, you're practically a saint compared to Old Master Zhang of Green Wave Manor!" Huang Chenghe chuckled.

"So, Brother Huang, are you still going to be a pushover?" Su Zinong mocked.

"We should still help, but we need to be careful." Huang Chenghe scratched his head.

After the two had eaten their rations and drunk their water in the tree, they were about to jump down when they suddenly noticed five men in black rushing towards them from the mountaintop.

"It seems we have no choice but to leave. How did they catch up with us?" Huang Chenghe was very puzzled.

"Didn't you see that big hunting dog in front of them? Judging from its size and coat, it doesn't look like a native hunting dog. It looks just like a Bloodhound from the Western world. Its nose has an extremely sensitive sense of smell. It is said that it can track people for thousands of miles and can track the scent left by people within fifteen days. It is really amazing! There is a saying: Among men, Lü Bu is the best; among horses, Red Hare is the best; among dogs, Bloodhound is the best!" Su Zinong said as if he knew it by heart.

Huang Chenghe exclaimed in surprise, "Ah? That's powerful! How are we supposed to escape...?"