My Name Is Ye Fan

"Both of us are wanderers of the world!" Chen Feng gazed at Luan Xiaoyao's pitiful appearance with a heart filled with compassion and admiration.

If it weren't for seeing Thousand Souls Town Elder already by Luan Xiaoyao's side, he would have surely stepped forward to offer comfort. Even if unable to win the beauty's heart, at least he can forge a good friendship.

"Not qualified!" Luan Xiaoyao's plight elicited no sympathy from the Underworld envoy, who continued the selection process.

The Underworld was no benevolent place; resolving spiritual contamination required rare treasures beyond ordinary means.

Sacrificing so much for a Lower Realm cultivator was not deemed worthwhile. He would rather choose those with lower innate talents and avoid accepting souls tainted by instruments.

"Master, I'm sorry."

"Disciple... I have disappointed your expectations."