Sun Wu Ji didn't know that when he sheathed his sword, he actually saved his own life.
Otherwise, if he had drawn his sword, Ling Xiao would dare to kill him.
Candidates could already kill each other, so if Sun Wu Ji dared to act recklessly, Ling Xiao naturally wouldn't hesitate.
Seeing that Sun Wu Ji was silent, the woman finally spoke, "My name is Liu Lian, from the Willis Clan of Tianhai City. We're not a prestigious family, but we're well off, and I could have joined the White Tiger Summit.
However, my heart's desires soared beyond the heavens, yet my fate was as fragile as paper. I fell seriously ill, my cultivation level regressed, and a terrible demonic qi accumulated within me, refusing to dissipate.
This demonic qi tormented me terribly, preventing my cultivation and often causing me to lose my mind, so whenever I relapsed, I had to lock myself in a room to endure the torment."
