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.

common term for that was

raw materials needed could be extracted by melting and breaking down

that moment, Chyntia was doing

Spear was unnecessary, and he could break it down and extract the necessary material needed to upgrade

was a massive furnace used for melting sharp weapons on

few times, Chyntia

with a bang, the furnace

a muffled sound

later, the door suddenly opened, and

two fist-sized, red, hot square objects slid out of the

those were the materials obtained through melting

basic raw materials in refining weapons, and

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

in the Oceans Chamber of

Blazing Weapon would be upgraded to the eighth-grade, it was considered a high-level upgrade, so the amount of refined iron required would naturally be higher

followed Stefan’s advice and bought fifty pieces of refined iron

just extracted, Chyntia took the two heavy iron lumps into another furnace and added other necessary materials, metal twine,

for weapon refinement,

those materials might appear less, but Chyntia

increased! Otherwise, you’re just going to let my forty thousand fedulings investment go down the drain!” Chyntia placed the Blazing Spear into the furnace, and then he gnashed his teeth as he closed the furnace

while, the surrounding area of the furnace was red from the heat, and at the same time, it

could feel

nothing for me to

doesn’t seem to be like an ordinary one that requires someone to look after the fire, and everything is controlled

furnaces and thought, “It

Stefan told Chyntia before that

did not need to keep guard at the furnace for the next few

Time Warp Zone, took

by just like

the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows

have passed outside, but that was almost

these seven days, coupled with the help of fifty bottles of blood essence, Chyntia mastered the Ursa Major’s