"You're actually alright?" The big bearded man stared at Mo Wuji in shock; there were only a little than 60 people, and now more than 10 of them were gone. Mo Wuji was at the extreme edge of the group, and his cultivation was also the lowest. Logically, Mo Wuji should have been the first one to be carried away by the tempest. However, in reality, among the people carried away, Mo Wuji precisely wasn't one of them.
Mo Wuji snickered, "I came to serve everyone, and help everyone reach the peak. But we're not even there yet, so how could anything happen to me?"
"Not only is he alright, the guy beside him was saved by him," A tall and lanky man said as he sized Mo Wuji up.
Qu Wan'Er finally started to believe Hou Yucheng’s words; Mo Wuji was truly a little peculiar. To remain unscathed after that situation, was it something possible for a simple Channel Opening Stage cultivator?
