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As an official of the Ministry of Rites, Zhang Mingyuan's knowledge of the cultivation world in southern Heavenly Strategy was indeed limited.

Chen Zhen frowned deeply, his fingers unconsciously tapping the saber at his waist. "There are quite a few Saint Realm cultivators in southern Heavenly Strategy, but most of them belong to hidden sects."

These so-called hidden sects basically never ventured out.

He was no one on Li Chen's level, so the hidden sects would not give him any face.

Besides, Chen Zhen had only heard of them; he had never even met anyone from a hidden sect.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Right! There are disciples of the Witch Gu Holy Land in the Southern Army! Their Holy Lord is one of the strongest Saint Realm cultivators!"

Zhang Mingyuan's eyes brightened. "The Witch Gu Holy Land? You mean Holy Lord Li, whose daughter entered the palace as a consort?"

Zhang Mingyuan certainly knew nothing about the cultivation world, but he was an official of the Ministry of Rites, and an official in the Imperial Capital at that. He certainly knew about such matters.

Chen Zhen clapped his hands. "Exactly! And the Witch Gu Holy Land has been maintaining close ties with the authorities lately. Why don't we..."

The two exchanged a glance and settled on the plan immediately.

Chen Zhen had horses prepared that very night and took his personal guards straight to the Witch Gu Holy Land, thirty li outside the city.

Before the mountain gates of the Witch Gu Holy Land, twelve human-skin lanterns swayed without any wind.

The White Miao Tribe warriors guarding the entrance held poison-coated spears, watching the official convoy that had arrived late at night with wary eyes.

"Chen Zhen, Prefect of Qinglan, requests an audience with Holy Lord Li on an