C1523 A Trade Deal

The Myriad Dao Sword Saint thought for a while.

With a flip of his right hand, a fiery-red Lingzhi appeared on his palm.

Immediately, a rich fragrance spread out and refreshed one's mind.

Lin Chen's eyes lit up as he asked: "Fire Glossy Ganoderma? What age is it?"

"Five hundred and sixty-eight."

The Myriad Dao Sword Saint replied