Besides spending his energy training the Dan Chi Clan warriors, Meng Zhao's daily life was also extremely busy.
First, he had to set aside a fixed time to assist Madam Hong in cultivating a blood-refining method he had created.
It did not have some earth-shattering, unfathomably profound name. It was simply called the Body Refining Technique.
It was not complicated either. The key lay in absorbing medicinal power, breaking down the properties of the medicine, and thoroughly integrating them into her body.
This required the aid of his Heavenly Silkworm Silk and took at least one shichen each day, leaving no room for refusal.
This was also an important means by which he maintained his relationship with Hong Tianzheng.
Second, having newly entered the Divine Might Army camp, aside from the obvious mark of Si Peng's faction, he was also using his personal charm to interact, associate, and build friendships with all kinds of people within the camp, expanding his network and increasing his bargaining chips.
Meng Zhao had already regarded the Divine Might Camp as something in his pocket. Besides securing its support in the future, he also needed to understand those people's abilities and character, so that he could recognize talent and employ it well.
This was also one of Meng Zhao's main pursuits.
There was no helping it. What he wanted to accomplish was simply too difficult, so he had to seize every opportunity to increase its likelihood.
Furthermore, Meng Zhao also had to ensure that he devoted a certain amount of time each day to martial cultivation and improving himself.
From beginning to end, he had understood clearly that although he wanted to develop his forces, contend for supremacy in the north, and perhaps even contend for the Divine Continent—
Martial strength was his foundation. At