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Having temporarily resolved his grudge with Song Zhiwen and obtained definite information about the Ancient Battlefield within Eternal Mausoleum, Meng Zhao was in high spirits, beaming with smiles.

Holding Liang Muqiu's hand, he wandered along the shores of Mingxiu Lake, socializing with high-ranking figures from various families and gangs, with considerable gains.

At this time, besides Tianhuo Martial Hall's master Li Li, Xindeng Martial Hall's master Zhai Hao, and Lingxu Cult's incense master Kui Gang, there were two more Innate Martial Dao experts at Meng Zhao's side, both leaders of their own factions.

One was Shui Xianrou, sect master of the newly risen Bishui Sect in Lingwu's inner city. She was a stunning woman around thirty, soft and supple as water, with bright eyes that rippled and endless charm in every gesture.

Like Meng Zhao, Shui Xianrou had come to Lingwu City from outside. In an extremely short time, she had subdued local experts, swallowed up local forces, and founded the Bishui Sect. Of course, it was not yet as substantial as the Meng Family and could only be considered an upper second-rate force, but this alone showed how formidable her methods were. She likely also had a powerful backer behind her.

Otherwise, in Lingwu City, where the forces were so tangled and the situation turned a hundred times over, she would have found it difficult to gain a foothold.

The other was Yan Xing, a middle-aged man with a rat-like face and two thin black mustaches above the corners of his lips.

He had gathered a large number of intelligence brokers under his command and formed the Wuzhu Gang, earning enormous profits by selling information and intelligence. His network of connections also ran deep. Though he was not known for martial strength, he was still worth befriending.

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