Just then, an idea from the Thorn Dragon reached Lan Xuanyu's mind, "Lord, your companions, except for those utterly unsuitable ones, have all chosen their own partners. You see..."
Lan Xuanyu said irritably, "Why are they all keeping their distance from me? Do they think I'm a plague god?"
"Dare not, dare not." The Thorn Dragon hastily spoke in panic, "With your noble identity and bloodline aura, how could we lowly beasts qualify to be your companion? If you need, we can become your servants instead. However, according to the federation's regulations, we cannot easily leave this planet, so naturally, no one dares to disturb you."
Lan Xuanyu was speechless. These were ten-thousand-year soul beasts! Was he really destined to have no connection with Soul Spirits? He felt somewhat unwilling to accept this.