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

Then, Tie Muzhen hurriedly said, "In that case, I will immediately order Zhaoyuan Manor to gather all the strong and healthy young men for the Immortal Master to choose from."

Kongming nodded in agreement, but then casually added, "It is not appropriate to publicize my treatment of the Crown Prince. I will go alone. I also hope that the Emperor will issue a gag order, and this matter must not be spread!"

Upon hearing this, Tie Muzhen's sharp gaze swept over everyone present. Not to mention the imperial physicians, even the princes couldn't help but tremble.

Who the hell has a death wish to spout nonsense about Zhuge Liang's identity and medical practice...?

Zhaoyuan Manor, as its name suggests, invites people from afar to enter the manor, which is actually a giant cage for guarding hostages.

The environment there was quite serene, surrounded by mountains. The entire manor was built on the mountainside and guarded by a large number of cultivators, making it seem like a paradise on earth.

However, beneath this tranquil facade lies the blood and tears of countless frontier officials who not only lived here themselves, but also whose descendants would follow suit.

Holding Tie Muzhen's edict, Kongming led Zhu Ganglie away from the palace.

Meanwhile, the princes in the Crown Prince's palace breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that they didn't have that mess of blood. Who the hell knew how much blood this sorcerer would bleed out? If things went wrong, they might lose their lives and have nowhere to cry for justice.

One of the princes glanced at the crown prince on his sickbed, then left the palace with a gloomy expression.

This man was none other than the Eighth Prince, Temugeda. For a fleeting moment, he caught a glimpse of a meaningful look in Kongming's eyes, which sent a chill down his spine...

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Anshi's Three Prefectures.

"Young Master, the two Immortal Masters have sent word that Kongming has disappeared within Leizhou and his whereabouts are unknown!" a guard reported to An Lushan.

An Lushan had important business to attend to, so he returned to the An Clan's Three Prefectures, leaving two Golden Core cultivators from the Biyou Sect to intercept and kill Kongming in Leizhou. However, Kongming had disappeared without a trace, which gave him a bad feeling.

A sinister glint flashed in An Lushan's eyes. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Zhuge is no simple man! I didn't expect him to act so quickly! He must have already arrived in Dadu by now!"

"Should we notify the two immortal masters to come to the Great Yuan Imperial City to arrest the person?"

An Lushan shook his head and slowly said, "No need. Although the two immortal masters are not weak, there are many experts in the capital. Moreover, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for Kongming to hide in the crowd. If we act rashly, it may cause even greater trouble, and perhaps all the things we have done before will be exposed!"

An Lushan then paused for a moment before continuing, "I secretly sent a message to the Eighth Prince, asking if anyone had attacked Zhaoyuan Manor recently, and instructing him to keep a close eye on the situation at Zhaoyuan Manor and to inform me immediately if there is any disturbance."

The guard responded and turned to leave.

An Lushan stood by the window, gazing into the distance. He couldn't understand where Kongming got the audacity to dare to plot against Yuanshan Manor.

Putting aside the fact that the place is guarded by a large number of cultivators and mortal experts, the terrain alone would probably cause an army to suffer a crushing defeat.

Which of those high-ranking officials on the frontier didn't command a large army? The Yuan court had taken everything into consideration when building this mountain resort...

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Inside Zhaoyuan Mountain Villa, Kongming strolled leisurely.

"Brother, what's so fun about this place? Didn't you say you'd take me, Old Pig, to see the harem of three thousand beauties? You're just lying to me again!"

Zhu Ganglie complained for a while, seemingly having already forgotten the fright he had suffered earlier.

Just then, a servant dressed in black rushed over and bowed respectfully, saying, "Immortal Master, everyone in Zhaoyuan Manor has gathered and is waiting for your screening."

Kongming nodded and said, "Alright, take me to see it."

Led by the waiter, Kongming arrived at a square in Zhaoyuan Manor.

The square was filled with people, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin, but without exception, they all looked like walking corpses, clearly the kind of people who had been mentally tortured and brainwashed for a long time, making them unrecognizable.

Kongming scanned the area, his gaze finally settling on a young man who was slightly thin but had a resolute face, indicating that he had not been completely corrupted.

He stepped forward, looked him over carefully, and then nodded, saying, "That's him."

The young man was momentarily at a loss when his name was called, but he quickly bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, Immortal Master!"

Kongming smiled and nodded, then turned to the attendant and said, "Go and inform His Majesty that I have found a suitable bloodline and will cure the Crown Prince's illness in three days."

Subsequently, Emperor Yuan Temuzhen rushed to the scene upon hearing the news.

He was overjoyed and said to Kongming, "The immortal master's magic is indeed wondrous. I did not expect to find a suitable bloodline so quickly. I will order someone to bring him back to the palace and take good care of him."

Kongming waved his feather fan, shook his head, and said, "Your Majesty need not go to such lengths. I will use this man's blood essence to refine a spiritual elixir. Once the elixir is complete, it will be the moment of his death!"

Upon hearing this, Tie Muzhen nodded, then looked at the young man and said, "Whose son are you? Are you willing to give your life for the sake of the Great Yuan Dynasty?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I am Zhao Fangteng, son of Zhao Jingmo of Leizhou. I am willing to exchange my life for the life of my Great Yuan Crown Prince."

"Hmm!" The Emperor nodded in satisfaction, then said, "I grant you permission to write a letter home to Leizhou. I believe Lord Zhao is a reasonable man..."

Kongming, listening from the side, felt his stomach churning. This Tie Muzhen was indeed a master of brainwashing, but Zhao Fangteng was just like his father, putting on an act and keeping his true intentions hidden.

"Your Majesty, I need a quiet place to refine pills, within a radius of a hundred miles, where no one may disturb me!" Kongming said solemnly to Tie Muzhen.

"Please rest assured, Master Ma, whatever you fancy, I will arrange it immediately!"

Without further ado, Tie Muzhen summoned his flying spirit beast and took the group into the sky, allowing him to choose a location.

Kongming looked down from high above, pointed to a certain mountain range, and then the flying spirit beast flew in that direction.

Once everything was arranged, Tie Muzhen returned to the palace...

"Brother, what are you doing? You've confused me." Pigsy couldn't help but ask, seeing Kongming changing his mind so frequently. After all, Kongming hadn't mentioned what it cared about.

"Ganglie, you'll find out soon enough." Kongming stared at Zhu Ganglie with unfathomable eyes, but in the pig's eyes, Kongming always seemed to have ill intentions.

Before long, rustling sounds came from deep within the mountains. Kongming led Zhao Fangteng in that direction and indeed found the person Zhao Jingmo had sent to meet them.

"Master Zhuge's kindness and virtue are unforgettable for me, I, Fang Teng, will never forget them. Please accept my bow!" Zhao Fang Teng knelt down with a thud, his head hitting the rocks heavily...