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

The cultivator clearly hadn't expected Kongming to launch a sudden attack. In his panic, he tried to defend himself, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as the blade-like gale swept towards him.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the cultivator was struck by the gale and sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly seriously injured.

Upon seeing this, the other two cultivators' expressions changed drastically, and they immediately summoned their magic weapons and pounced on Kongming.

Kongming smiled coldly, and with another movement, he moved like a ghost between the two, his feather fan shimmering with starlight as he pressed down on them.

"Bang! Bang!" Two muffled sounds rang out, and the two cultivators, just like the previous ones, were struck by Kong Ming and sent flying backward.

These three were all Foundation Establishment cultivators, but they were powerless against Kong Ming. The feather fan in his hand seemed to have the strength of a thousand pounds. Every wave of it was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, making it impossible for anyone to resist.

The three of them could barely support themselves, looking at Kongming in horror.

"What? Is your intelligence wrong? Hmph! Half-baked cultivators?" Kongming snorted coldly, preparing to swing his feather fan down again.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life! Fellow Daoist, spare my life..."

Seeing that Kongming was ruthless, the three hurriedly cried out.

After mastering the Seven Stars Divine Transformation Technique, Kongming had already gained a preliminary grasp of the power of the stars. How could he possibly feel good after such a blow?

Kongming paused slightly, gently waved his feather fan, and coldly looked at the three of them, saying, "Speak, what will you offer in exchange for your lives!"

"We, the three Ruan brothers, are willing to follow you, fellow Daoist, even unto death, to repay your kindness in sparing our lives!" one of them hurriedly said, afraid that if he spoke too slowly, the feather fan in Kongming's hand would...

It will fall again.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Kongming's mouth.

However, these three are indeed quite capable, able to discern his identity in a short time, indicating they are quite sensitive to intelligence matters. With proper training, they could become excellent spies.

Moreover, he lacks cultivators around him, and relying solely on mortals for some tasks greatly reduces efficiency.

But Kongming remained calm and said, "Go through fire and water? Are you worthy?"

Upon hearing this, the three Nguyen brothers' expressions stiffened, but they quickly regained their composure. They knew that only by demonstrating sufficient sincerity could they possibly survive.

"Fellow Daoist, tell me how you can spare my three brothers."

Kongming pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll give you a chance, but if you dare to have any disloyal intentions, I will make you wish you were dead!"

After saying this, Kongming immediately made a hand seal, chanted incantations, and then waved his feather fan. A beam of dark light flew out and entered the chests of the three men.

The three were shocked and hurriedly pulled open their clothes, only to see a black rune immediately appear on their chests, emitting a faint glow and showing signs of spreading.

The three looked at each other, a sense of fear rising in their hearts, but even more so, awe for Kongming's methods.

"Next is the God and Demon Blood Transformation Technique. Those who are afflicted by this technique will not show any discomfort normally, but if they do not take the antidote within a month, they will turn into a pool of blood."

As soon as Kongming finished speaking, the three men's expressions changed drastically. They never expected that this young cultivator would be so ruthless.

However, at this point they had no way out and could only submit.

"We are willing to pledge our loyalty to the death and would never dare to have any disloyalty," the three Nguyen brothers said in unison, their voices trembling slightly.

Kongming nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He then fiddled with his body for a while, pulled out a handful of antidotes that looked like candy beans, and handed them over.

"Remember, you must take one pill every month, as early as possible, but never late, or you will bear the consequences!" Kongming threatened mysteriously.

The three told Kongming everything they knew and left their contact information.

Then Kongming waved his feather fan, turned and left, leaving the three of them looking at each other, feeling uneasy.

In reality, this wasn't some kind of divine blood-transforming technique at all; he even made up the name on the spot to fool people.

This method was merely a witchcraft technique he learned in his previous life when he captured Meng Huo, the king of the Southern Barbarians.

It might have some effect on mortals, but against cultivators, with his current eyesight, this technique is completely useless.

However, he modified it with the power of the stars, making it look extremely terrifying and impossible to eliminate; in short, it was a terrifying thing.

As for the so-called antidote, it was completely fictitious. In order to trick Zhu Bajie into hurrying on his way, he had to carry a handful of candy beans on his person...

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Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.

Governor Zhao Jingmo's birthday banquet arrived as scheduled, and the entire prefecture was immersed in a festive atmosphere, with red lanterns and colorful ribbons everywhere.

Officials and envoys from various countries came to offer their congratulations, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

Zhao Jingmo's mansion was decorated in a magnificent and opulent manner, and guests flocked to it. The Emperor's personal guards also delivered a congratulatory gift on time: a jade carving meticulously crafted by the palace artisans, symbolizing longevity and prosperity.

Zhao Jingmo smiled broadly as he accepted the guests' congratulations one by one, but the satisfaction and pride on his face could not hide the pain and hatred in his heart.

Kongming mingled in the crowd, looking for an opportunity to get close to Zhao Jingmo.

"The Grand Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect has arrived!"

At that moment, a loud announcement silenced the noisy mansion.

Everyone turned to look at the entrance, where a middle-aged cultivator with spiky hair and wearing a blue Taoist robe walked slowly. Every step he took seemed to carry the force of thunder, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The crowd parted to make way for him and bowed respectfully.

This person is Gu Zhenzi, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Sect. His cultivation is unfathomable, and he ranks twenty-fourth on the Golden Core Peak Ranking of the Great Yuan Kingdom.

It should be noted that the top 30 of this peak ranking are basically dominated by the three major sects of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and he managed to break into the top 30, which shows how strong he is.

As the ruling power of a province, the Heavenly Thunder Sect can be considered to have absolute authority in Leizhou.

Gu Zhenzi's visit to offer birthday wishes was a great honor for Zhao Jingmo, and also demonstrated the importance he placed on Zhao Jingmo.

Zhao Jingmo hurriedly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and smiled broadly. "Elder Gu, your presence is truly an honor to my humble abode. Please, take a seat!"

Elder Gu nodded slightly and said calmly, "Governor Zhao, it is your sixtieth birthday, and our Heavenly Thunder Sect naturally comes to offer our congratulations. This is a small token of our sect's appreciation; please accept it." As he spoke, he handed over an exquisite jade box.

Zhao Jingmo took the jade box, opened it, and saw a pill inside that crackled with lightning. He was overjoyed and exclaimed, "This...this is the Heavenly Thunder Pill?!"

The Heavenly Thunder Pill is a unique elixir of the Heavenly Thunder Sect. It is said that cultivators can greatly enhance their cultivation and even break through bottlenecks after taking it, while ordinary people only need to scrape off a little powder and take it to prolong their lives and be immune to all diseases.

As the birthday banquet progressed, more and more guests poured into Zhao Jingmo's residence.

Suddenly, Kongming felt a sharp gaze sweep over him. Following the gaze, he saw a young man he had never seen before...