The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

At the thought of how Chyntia might be aware of her identity, Mandra’s previous anger and grievance were all replaced with intense embarrassment, rage, joy, sweetness, sadness, and so on…

‘That’s right.

He must’ve found out too,” Mandra instantly felt her emotions run wild, “Although our daily practice time isn’t long in the half-month time, we’re extremely familiar with each other’s body movements.

Didn’t I recognize him from his figure and gaze in the beginning? Since that’s the case, it’s naturally normal that he realized that it was me from my actions.’

‘However, if he truly found out that it was me, why didn’t he expose it today? What’s this man thinking? Or perhaps he didn’t recognize me, and he simply wanted to thank my other identity? Marsha, what are you trying to do?! For so many days, you’ve hugged and embraced me! Yet, you pretended to be confused now! You’re such a b*stard! What if… What if he didn’t know it was me? After all, a man is far less thoughtful than a woman.’

The more Mandra thought about it, the more confused she became.

In the end, Mandra’s emotions were like a roller-coaster right.

Seeing how Mandra’s smile suddenly turned sour, she clenched her fists in anger and abruptly appeared sad… Hayley and Lucy stared at each other, not knowing what happened.

“Madam Hayley… Did something happen during Lady Mandra’s ascension?” Lucy whispered.

Hayley was unsure about that either.

She hesitated for a while before answering, “Well, you can supervise and urge Mandra to drink the spirit essence to see its effect, then we‘ll talk about that.”

“Mhm…” Lucy nodded, and both of them showed a worried look.

If Mandra hurt her brain during her ascension, she would become a tragedy of a wasted genius.

After leaving the St.

Jade Chamber, Chyntia did not stop elsewhere and directly returned to the Lawrence Manor.

That night, he entered the sixth floor of the Tower of Life and started refining weapons.

Through Stefan’s guidance today, Chyntia had clear insights on matters he did not understand before, and he also had more information on the actual practice.

After preparing all the needed materials, Chyntia started with the first step of weapon refinement, scraping.

more common term for that

most basic raw materials needed could be extracted

moment, Chyntia

his initial third-grade Silver Scales Spear was unnecessary, and he could break it down and extract

a massive furnace used for melting sharp

few times, Chyntia resolutely threw it into

bang, the furnace door

muffled sound came from

an hour later, the door suddenly opened, and a gust of heatwave

two fist-sized, red, hot square

those were the materials obtained through melting and breaking down the

basic raw materials in refining weapons, and the utilization rate

of a third-grade sharp weapon only gave me two pieces of refined

the Oceans Chamber of

a high-level

Chyntia followed Stefan’s advice and bought fifty pieces of

heavy iron lumps into another furnace and added other necessary materials, metal twine, fossil,

the furnace were needed for weapon refinement, but Chyntia felt as if

less, but Chyntia spent almost

thousand fedulings investment go

while, the surrounding area of the furnace was red from

Chyntia could

nothing for me to

like an ordinary one that requires someone to look

took a look at the two simple furnaces and thought, “It seems that

of a sharp weapon required a certain amount of time, and Stefan told Chyntia before

Chyntia naturally did not need to keep guard at the furnace for the

took some blood essence, and practiced his

passed by just

the third morning, Chyntia practiced the Ursa

was almost seven days in

with the help of fifty bottles of blood essence,