Many disciples, upon seeing that their wooden lot was not number eleven, all heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as the number on their wooden lot wasn't eleven, any other number would do.
Wu Xiaoqian from Heaven Maiden's Palace opened her lot to find it wasn't number eleven, and she too breathed a great sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, Liao Zhishan from Refining God Sect opened his lot, and seeing the number marked on it, his hands shook uncontrollably.
A curious disciple next to him couldn't help but glance at the wooden lot in Liao Zhishan's hand.
"Eleven!"
The disciple, seeing the number on Liao Zhishan's lot, exclaimed in shock, stepping back as if the wooden lot held by Liao Zhishan was a terrifying venomous creature.
Everyone heard the disciple's exclamation and turned to look, their gazes falling on Liao Zhishan.
Their looks varied.
Some disciples even cast sympathetic glances at Liao Zhishan.
