“His name’s Lu Yin?” Zhi Yi asked. 

Autumnfrost Qing responded, “Yes.” 

“Use my name and notify everyone from the Sixth Mainland that I want to capture Lu Yin. Anyone who captures him will receive my personal recommendation to become the Progenitor of Bloodlines’ disciple,” Zhi Yi proclaimed. 

Everyone was shocked by her words. Becoming the Progenitor of Bloodlines’ disciple was something that countless cultivators from the Sixth Mainland dreamed of. Even Shang Rong and Nan Yanfei were shocked to hear this order, as everyone wanted a chance to become a Progenitor’s disciple. No matter how low the probability of success might be, everyone would happily fight for such an opportunity. 

The Progenitor of Bloodlines was one of the three Progenitors who stood at the apex of the Sixth Mainland. Anyone who obtained even a chance to approach the Progenitor of Bloodlines would become famous throughout the entire Sixth Mainland. 

Everyone felt their blood rush to their brains as they engraved Lu Yin’s image into their minds: this man was a shortcut to a glorious future.  

There was a complex look in Zhi Yi’s eyes; as far as she was concerned, Lu Yin was far more valuable than the Ten Arbiters. In fact, capturing him was even more important than achieving victory in the thunder region. His secret techniques were not overly important, as some secret techniques were solely hereditary and could not always be learned. Such techniques were not Zhi Yi’s first priority, especially since she had her own secret technique. Rather, she was much more concerned about Lu Yin’s...