On the bustling streets of Spiritsail City.

Since the day that the news related to fifth-grade and sixth-grade Ancestral Dao Roots had spread from the Exchange Hall, numerous cultivators had arrived successively from all over in this short period of three days.

There were even numerous great figures that possessed monstrous authority amongst them. They were either sect masters, the patriarchs of clans, or overlords. It could be said that a storm had gathered, and it caused the atmosphere in Spiritsail City to be even more explosive.

Presently, no matter if it was the streets or the restaurants, practically all the cultivators were discussing this topic.

“16 divine materials, and one just has to possess any one of them to exchange them for an Ancestral Dao Root at the fifth-grade or above. Doesn’t this mean that the owner of this commission possesses at least 16 Ancestral Dao Roots? This is simply… indescribable!”

“Don’t worry, many great figures have started paying attention to this matter now, so it’s definitely not fake. Otherwise, the Exchange Hall wouldn’t dare rashly issue such a commission.”

“Then who do all of you think that fellow is?”

“No matter who it is, that fellow definitely entered the Ancestral Root Grounds of the Desolate Manku Ruins a while back. Otherwise, how could he...