838 Recovering The Spirit Storage Channel

"That’s right. You didn’t hear wrongly." Mo Wuji extended his arm. Inside, he was filled with helplessness. Now, he really had nothing else besides his insanely strong body. If he could use even a strand of his spiritual will, he wouldn’t suggest such a thing.

Tan Zhenman looked at Mo Wuji seriously and said, "Mo Wuji, my Tan Clan rose with our knives. Even experts qualified to go to Planet Diyuan would purchase weapons from my Tan Clan. The knife in my hand, in particular, is a peak grade product of my Tan Clan. You sure you want me to slash you?"

Mo Wuji said indifferently, "That’s right. Just do it. I hope that after you slash me, you will hurry and tell me about the Three Star Exam. I don’t really have that much time."