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

"Brother Zhuge, rest assured, I will personally oversee this matter!"

Elder Qingyang stared at Kongming and patted his chest as he spoke.

"Elder Qingyang, remember not to alert them. Once you discover their hideout, just keep a close watch on them!"

Kongming solemnly instructed...

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On the fifth day, as night fell, Temujin quietly arrived at Kongming's courtyard, only to find it deserted.

Temujin's heart sank to the bottom. He hurriedly ran into the inner room, and when he saw the Heavenly Ruler placed on the table, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This at least shows that Kongming did not abscond with the treasure; perhaps something else delayed him.

He solemnly picked up the Heavenly Ruler and then saw the note underneath: "Your Highness, the poison in your body is no longer a problem! Just find a cultivator to remove it!"

"You scoundrel Zhuge, how dare you play me!" Tie Mujincheng roared, crumpling the note in his hand into a ball and angrily throwing it to the ground.

His face was grim as he quickly checked his physical condition. Apart from the black rune on his chest, he felt nothing unusual.

Temujin suddenly realized that he might have fallen into Kongming's trap. The so-called residual poison was likely just a pretext, and the real purpose was the Heavenly Ruler.

Tie Mu Jincheng picked up the Zhangtian Ruler and examined it carefully, only to find that it was no different from the previous one, with no difference in the runes, material, or weight.

Without time to think, Temujin suppressed his anger and quickly put away the Heavenly Ruler, rushing to the royal treasury.

After he put the "heavenly ruler" back in its place, he could no longer contain his anger and decided to vent it all on the mysterious scapegoat...

A few days ago, after obtaining the Jade Void Seal, Duanmu Qing immediately transferred the treasure online, eagerly awaiting the organization's reward.

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Duanmu Qing was immersed in his fantasy when suddenly several dark figures drifted in, and then the courtyard gate was kicked open.

He looked up abruptly and saw several Golden Core cultivators locking onto him.

Armored guards burst through the door, filling the entire courtyard.

Duanmu Qing's heart raced, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Fellow Daoists, what is the meaning of this?" Duanmu Qing asked, scanning the powerful Golden Core cultivators.

"You audacious thief, how dare you infiltrate our Great Yuan Dynasty and attempt to steal our national treasures! Capture him at once!" Temujincheng's eyes were sinister, and the long sword in his hand gleamed coldly as it pointed directly at Duanmu Qing.

"This...how is this possible? It's a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding!" Duanmu Qing was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at the Crown Prince of the Great Yuan Dynasty, really wanting to burst out and crush him to death. How dare a mere mortal yell at him? But the cultivation levels of the cultivators beside him were unfathomable, so he had to be cautious.

"Your Highness, I am a wandering cultivator. Why did you barge into my place without asking any questions? Is this the etiquette of your country?"

As Duanmu Qing spoke, he quietly retreated, trying to find an opportunity to escape.

Temujin sneered, stepped forward, and approached Duanmu Qing. "Hmph, how do you know I am the Crown Prince? It's clearly been planned for a long time. Search me."

At Temujincheng's command, the guards quickly dispersed and began to carefully search the entire courtyard, leaving no corner unchecked.

A short while later, several guards leaped out of the house carrying several treasures.

"Your Highness, these treasures are the very items stolen from the palace!"

"No! That's impossible! Who the hell wants to frame me..."

Duanmu Qing now realized that he might have fallen into a trap. He forced himself to remain calm, looked at the cultivators, and tried to explain, "Fellow Daoists, I truly do not know where these treasures came from. Someone must have framed me!"

Upon hearing this, Temujincheng's lips curled into a cold smile. If he didn't capture this person today, how could he explain himself to his father?

So he immediately cupped his hands to those cultivators, "I humbly request that you immortal masters take action and capture this fiend!"

Upon hearing this, one of the cultivators immediately summoned a magical artifact. With a flash of light, the entire courtyard seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, clearly to prevent Duanmu Qing from escaping.

Upon seeing this, Duanmu Qing secretly lamented that he shouldn't have let Qingluan and Qingfeng leave.

But he forced himself to remain calm, knowing that things would not end well today. He took a deep breath, his spiritual power surged, and his hands quickly formed hand seals, preparing to fight for a sliver of hope.

However, the opposing side consisted of several Golden Core cultivators, each with profound cultivation, who were far beyond his ability to defeat.

Before long, Duanmu Qing's cultivation was sealed, and he was thrown to the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

His eyes were filled with resentment, but he knew that someone was clearly behind this. Could it be that his identity had been exposed?

At this moment, all he hoped for was that his good brother Zhuge Liang would appear and save him from his predicament, but it was clear that he was being overly anxious...

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The Yuan Dynasty was rich in warhorses, so 70 percent of its vast land was covered with grass, and the few mountains and islands became sources of timber.

At this moment, an elderly man in a blue robe arrived at a forest farm near the sea and looked around.

Upon seeing a customer arrive, a waiter immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Is this customer looking to purchase timber?"

“That’s right. Give me 10,000 cubic meters of material first. If the quality is excellent, I can continue to purchase from you on a long-term basis!” said the old man in the blue robe.

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant's face lit up with joy, but then he said with some difficulty, "I wonder if you are in a hurry? The timber has all been ordered these past few days. If you can wait a few more days, I can definitely gather 10,000 cubic meters for you!"

"Oh! Who has such a big appetite that they actually contracted all the timber here?"

"We don't know either. Look over there, that's the timber that was just loaded onto the ship."

To prove he wasn't lying, the man pointed to a cargo ship at the loading dock of the forest farm.

"Is this shipment ordered by the customer you mentioned?" the old man in the blue robe asked casually.

“That’s right. The timber in our forest is all over 100 years old, so this customer ordered 100,000 cubic meters in one go.”

The waiters introduced the man in the blue robe to him one after another.

This person was Elder Qingyang, who was searching for clues everywhere. He knew that the warhorse was of utmost importance, so he came out to investigate personally.

Persistence pays off. After visiting several forest farms, he finally settled on this one located by the sea.

He walked calmly toward the cargo ship, lifted the tarpaulin on it, and said, "Hmm! These goods are indeed quite good. I'll wait a few more days then!"

At this moment, several people came out of the cabin and looked at Elder Qingyang warily.

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Thank you for bringing me business again. This gentleman is here to buy timber just like you. He's just coming aboard to check out the goods!"

Upon hearing this, those responsible for escorting the timber retreated back into the ship's hold...