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But this was not necessarily a bad thing. Better someone easy to deal with than one rotten enough to ooze pus, and more likely to get things done.

Besides the Palace Master, He Liu himself was also a man of great ability and ambition. Thus, he had won the support of Demonic Path Grandmasters and, through his past connections and network, pulled together this gathering.

In fact, with the gathering convened smoothly and brought to a successful close, He Liu's prestige had risen another level. Barring any accidents, his plan to use the conflict between Devil Dao Sect and Rogue Cultivators as an entry point to establish an organization should succeed. The only difference would be its scale.

At this point, aside from taking an interest in the two treasures He Liu had hoarded, Meng Zhao had also begun to consider the man himself.

A man with ambition, ability, and backing was qualified to become his friend, perhaps even his partner.

By now, the fierce debate in the hall had grown ever more intense. The heated atmosphere had turned taut as drawn swords, as though a brutal battle might break out at any moment and drench the great hall in blood.

However, those arguing were mostly Houtian Realm martial artists from the other three areas. The eastern area, where Meng Zhao was, appeared comparatively calm. It was not that no one discussed the pros and cons of the matter, but they did so with great composure.

Seeing how awkward the situation had become, He Liu seemed to have anticipated it long ago. He showed neither anger nor resentment, his smile remaining unchanged. Only when someone was nearly unable to contain their temper and was about to come to blows did he speak up and suppress the disturbance.

"Everyone, please calm