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

"Master Duanmu, look what this is!"

Inside a manor, Qingluan proudly took out the Jade Void Seal and said to Duanmu Qing.

"Jade Xuyin!"

Duanmu Qing practically lunged forward, carefully taking the palm-sized seal with both hands and examining it closely.

It is engraved with intricate runes, each stroke revealing an extraordinary aura.

Duanmu Qing's hands trembled as he immediately pulled out a picture from his sleeve and carefully compared it.

"That's right, this is the Jade Void Seal. My good brother, you are truly my benefactor!"

Duanmu Qing muttered to himself as he watched.

"Master Duanmu, now that we have the Jade Void Seal, should we kill Zhuge Kongming?" Qingluan couldn't help but ask, thinking of how Kongming had sprayed her in the face.

"The Pavilion Master has ordered that Zhuge Kongming may be of great use in the future, so we must not act rashly!" Duanmu Qing said in a deep voice.

"So what should we do next?" Qingfeng asked from the side.

"Now that we have the Jade Void Seal, it won't be long before the Pavilion Master issues new orders. We just need to wait!"

As Duanmu Qing spoke, he threw a jade bottle at the two of them.

"This is a ten-year antidote. For the next ten years, you two will not have to worry about the antidote anymore. After you leave, you can focus on your cultivation. You two have made a great contribution this time, and I will definitely report to the Pavilion Master and reward you further."

"Then thank you very much, Hall Master Duanmu!" The two women accepted the antidote with joy on their faces.

The Blood Drop Pavilion is spread across various countries, with a strict system of rewards and punishments. It controls all its members with Blood Demon Pills, and in order to survive, members must do their best to complete the orders given by their superiors.

Unless one can become a hall master or higher, they will be completely cured of the Blood Demon Pill's poison; otherwise, they will spend their entire lives searching for an antidote.

Therefore, the Blood Drop Pavilion is definitely not a benevolent entity...

……

"Brother Zhi, why do we haul so much fodder back and forth to the Song Kingdom every day?" asked a middle-aged scholar who looked somewhat refined but also appeared somewhat weathered.

“There are some things you shouldn’t know, so don’t ask too many questions. Knowing too much will only do you harm!” An Zhi said seriously.

This man was a down-on-his-luck scholar whom An Zhi had met by chance not long ago. However, he was indeed quite capable. With his advice and strategies, An Zhi made many outstanding contributions and gained the appreciation of An Lushan, who bestowed upon him the surname An and made him a trusted confidant.

This middle-aged scholar was none other than Wu Guanqing, who had concealed his cultivation level. He had arrived in the three prefectures of An a year ago.

True to his style, he did not directly set a trap to get close to An Lushan, but instead approached an insignificant minor leader.

After all, given An Lushan's wisdom, there was a possibility that he might be in cahoots with Zhuge Liang, and that his scheme could be exposed.

Having learned his lesson, he began to plot against his subordinates and then schemed to get closer to An Lushan step by step.

Now, together with An Zhi, they are secretly transporting large quantities of fodder back and forth along this secret route, and have already set up several supply points in the waters of the Song Kingdom.

Wu Guanqing secretly pondered in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm. His gaze occasionally swept over the mountain of hay, and he already had some guesses in his heart.

And judging from the level of importance An Zhi placed on this, his intuition told him that it might not be that simple.

On this day, Wu Guanqing, as usual, was sailing in a remote sea area with a large amount of hay.

However, this time, due to the large number of supply points to be set up at sea, he and Anzhi had to split up.

As night fell, a sudden storm arose at sea, and the lookouts retreated from the deck to the cabin.

Taking advantage of the darkness and the raging storm, Wu Guanqing quickly darted out of the cabin. He silently used his magic to condense the falling rain into fine water chains that surrounded him, perfectly concealing his figure.

He patted his kite bag, and a kite immediately came into his hand. He then quickly stuffed the coded message he had already written into the message tube on the kite's leg.

Then, with a release, the hawk vanished into the raging storm...

……

In the Great Yuan Imperial City, the warhorse issue was progressing exceptionally slowly. Elder Qingyang visited several times during this period, but he was genuinely dissatisfied each time.

Unlike the first time he got angry, that was just a play that Kongming invited him to put on.

The purpose was to settle the matter of Duanmu Qing as soon as possible, but Qingyang Chang never understood the true meaning behind it.

In fact, the pressure was indeed great for him. After all, he had been in the Yuan Dynasty for so long, but he still couldn't find Kongming's direction, which made him almost lose confidence.

The sect kept urging him, so he had no choice but to pass the pressure on to Kongming.

Kongming shrugged and said, "If you're so capable, do it yourself..."

That day, as usual, Kongming reclined in a chair under the old locust tree in the courtyard.

goo goo...

Kongming looked up and saw a hawk with slightly damp feathers circling on the locust tree branch, its sharp eyes seemingly searching for something.

Kongming smiled slightly, a barely perceptible glint of light flashing in his eyes. This was the very message kite he had given to Wu Guanqing.

This carrier kite is truly wondrous, far surpassing the carrier pigeons of my previous life. With its keen eyesight, it was able to locate Zhuge Liang, who was far away in the Yuan Dynasty.

He quietly got up, took out a specially made piece of meat from his storage bag, and whistled softly.

The hawk came running at the sound, landed steadily on his arm, and gently pecked at the piece of meat with its beak.

Kongming then pulled a long, thin strip of paper from the letter tube.

Kongming unfolded the note, and saw several lines written in secret: "The fodder is scattered throughout the Song Kingdom's seas. It is no ordinary supply. There seems to be a mystery behind it. Please investigate immediately."

Although the message was short, every word carried immense weight. Wu Guanqing was a man of quick thinking; he must have sensed something amiss before risking sending the message.

Kongming frowned and gently waved his feather fan.

"What tricks is An Lushan playing? Why is he going to such lengths to transport fodder to the waters of the Song Dynasty?"

Kongming pondered for a moment, then hurriedly returned to the room, went to the table, spread out a map, and began to examine it carefully.

War horse!

That's right, it must be a warhorse!

Kongming smiled slightly, but his expression was playful.

Logically speaking, the fact that they were going to attack the three prefectures of the An family should have been top secret, and An Lushan couldn't have known about it in advance.

Previously, when An Lushan wanted to form an alliance with Zhao Jingmo, Kongming had predicted that this person would definitely make a big move soon.

It seems An Lushan can't hold back any longer.

The three prefectures of the An clan and our own side all face the same problem: a severe shortage of warhorses.

He guessed that An Lushan must also want to buy warhorses from the Yuan Dynasty and then secretly smuggle them out by sea.

These supply points scattered throughout the Song Kingdom's waters must have been preparations for his operation.

"Hahaha... An Lushan, we are truly destined to be together! We are of one mind! Then I, Kongming, will gladly accept your offer!"

Kongming was in a great mood and quickly summoned the guards left behind by the Jade Cauldron Sect.

"Quickly send a message to Elder Qingyang, and tell him to come over immediately..."