Zhuge Liang's Journey to Dominate the World: Starting from Another World

Nothing in this world is absolute. Zhao Jingmo, the current governor of Leizhou, spent forty years as a hostage. When he was in the capital, he chose to endure humiliation and hardship, appearing submissive, but his heart was not affected at all.

Sometimes, the more awake a person is, the more painful it is.

His father, unable to bear seeing him suffer any longer, chose to hang himself in exchange for Zhao Jingmo's return to inherit the position of governor.

Unlike the other hostages, Zhao Jingmo, upon his return, was not filled with gratitude and fear towards the Yuan Emperor.

On the contrary, a flame of hatred ignited within him, and at this time, the court summoned his most beloved son to the capital as a hostage, creating an unsolvable vicious cycle...

As the saying goes, the harder you suppress it, the stronger the rebound will be.

The flame in Zhao Jingmo's heart gradually burned into a raging fire. Over the years, he had worked diligently and secretly began to plan, hoping to one day break free from the control of the imperial court...

This is all valuable information that Kongming possessed. That's how the battlefield works: know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated...

The next day, Li Guangling and Zhao Yun returned to the prefect's mansion, while Kongming, keeping track of the day, took Zhu Bajie and headed straight for Leizhou...

A large mountain lies between Leizhou and Yuliang County, truly making them separated by a mountain.

Kongming leaped into the air, his magical power surging forth and forming a thin, cicada-wing-like magical light wing behind him. He transformed into a streak of light and vanished from the spot in an instant.

An average Foundation Establishment cultivator is considered to be doing well if they can leap three to five miles, but Kongming leaped more than ten miles in one go, which is already the limit among Foundation Establishment cultivators, and there are not many Foundation Establishment cultivators who can reach such a level.

Zhu Ganglie followed closely behind. Although he did not have the powerful magic of Kongming, his physical body was incomparably strong and his speed was extremely fast. The sound of wind and thunder could be heard whistling in his ears, and his figure left afterimages in the air.

The two traveled one after the other, traversing mountains and valleys.

"Oh dear! I'm exhausted, brother, don't run away, let's take a break..."

The fool kept barking all the way, and Kongming would stop occasionally to catch his breath. As soon as Zhu Ganglie got close, he would leap away into the distance again.

"Ah! Big brother, I can't take this anymore! You can't treat animals like this..."

At this moment, Zhu Ganglie had been dragged into a dead pig by Kongming and sat down on the ground, no matter how Kongming urged him, it was no use.

Kongming's expression was also not good. Such intense travel consumed a lot of his magic power. This was the first time he had flown since breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage. He wanted to see where his limits were and perhaps it could become a means of survival in the future.

Kongming sat cross-legged and used the Seven Stars Divine Transformation Technique to quickly restore the depleted magical power in his body.

Zhu Ganglie lay on the ground, panting heavily, as if even speaking had become a luxury.

Once Kongming had recovered most of his magical power, he stood up and looked at Zhu Ganglie, who was lying motionless on the ground.

"Get up, we still have to keep going." Kongming was curious that this pig demon didn't need any meditation to recover; it just fell fast asleep.

Zhu Bajie covered his head with his wide sleeves, ignoring Kongming's words.

"Get up quickly, I'll give you some candy!"

"Big brother, it's candy again. I'm so tired of it. Please let me sleep a little longer."

"Once you arrive in Leizhou City, you can choose whatever you want to eat, drink, and have fun!"

"Hmph, that's more like it. You can't fool me, Old Pig!"

Upon hearing Kongming's words, Zhu Ganglie immediately jumped up from the ground, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

He dusted himself off, looking like a wild boar that had just crawled out of a mud pit. Though disheveled, his eyes were filled with longing for food and fun.

Kongming couldn't help but chuckle at Zhu Ganglie's appearance. He shook his head, took to the air again, and Zhu Ganglie followed closely behind. The two continued their journey towards Leizhou City.

Three days later, after resting and stopping frequently, the two reached a mountaintop in Leizhou.

This mountain is called "Leiyin Mountain", and Leizhou is named after it.

The descent was much faster after that. The two of them glided down the mountain and soon arrived outside Leizhou City. They then walked into the city.

After several days of strenuous travel, the two were starving, and Pigsy insisted on making it up to them.

Kongming then found a restaurant that looked very grand and was about to enter.

"Sir, would you please have your pet housed in the hay shed? We'll provide it with the best hay," the waiter said, looking troubled as he glanced at Zhu Bajie behind Kongming.

At this moment, Zhu Ganglie was wearing a huge robe and had a rake hanging on his back. Due to overwork, his head was drooping. At first glance, it looked like the person who raised him had casually draped a coat over him.

Upon hearing the waiter's words, it immediately became displeased, straightened its back, and roared, "You're the pet! Your whole family are pets! I eat meat, not grass!"

The waiter was so frightened that he trembled and backed away. Although it was common to see cultivators traveling with monsters in Leizhou, he had never seen such an ugly monster before.

Kongming glared at the waiter, casually pulled out a gold coin and tossed it over, "Arrange a fine private room, and bring out the best wine and food!"

To everyone's surprise, the waiter looked troubled and said, "With the governor's sixtieth birthday approaching, the people coming to offer their congratulations are from all walks of life. If... if his appearance offends some people, our shop can't afford to be offended!"

"Oh! Aren't you afraid of offending me? I'm here to attend the governor's sixtieth birthday banquet." Kongming frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure.

The waiter immediately bowed and apologized, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "That's not what I meant, it's just that this pig... this demon, oh no, this gentleman's appearance is really... a bit..."

"What?" Zhu Bajie's eyes widened. Now that Kongming was backing him up, he wouldn't tolerate a mere waiter.

Kongming gently patted Zhu Bajie's shoulder, signaling him to calm down, then turned to the waiter and said, "Just make the arrangements. If anyone is dissatisfied, tell them to come and find me."

Seeing Kongming's words, the waiter had no choice but to lead the two to a table and instruct the kitchen to prepare food and wine as soon as possible.

The restaurant was almost full, and Kongming was seated in a corner, to which he did not say much.

The city was bustling with activity because Governor Zhao Jingmo was celebrating his 60th birthday in three days.

Officials from some prefectures and counties, as well as envoys from other countries, would come to offer their congratulations, including many highly skilled cultivators.

Even the emperor would send his personal guards to deliver congratulatory gifts, which was also one of his methods of governance, combining kindness and severity.

Before long, one after another, delicious dishes were served, their aroma filling the air and making mouths water.

Pigsy devoured the food, boasting as he ate that it was far inferior to his cooking skills...

Just as the two were enjoying their meal, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the restaurant...