Cauldron of Chaos: Record of Useless Goods to Cultivation into Immortality

In front of the soul-finding platform, Lin Yuan stared at the sweat on his palms and clenched his knuckles until they turned white. Three hundred and seventy-two people. He counted the teenagers in line. People from Qingyan Town, people from neighboring counties, and even people riding carriages and wearing brocade robes, all crowded in this bluestone square, waiting for the elder of Tianxuan Sect to pronounce the verdict. Decide that you will be a dragon or an insect in this life. "Next!" This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.