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

most basic raw materials needed could be extracted

moment, Chyntia

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

massive furnace used for melting sharp weapons on the

Scales Spear a few times, Chyntia resolutely

with a bang, the

sound came from

door suddenly opened, and a gust of heatwave

hot square objects slid out of the

melting and breaking down

most basic raw materials in refining weapons, and the utilization rate was

third-grade sharp weapon only gave me two

enough in the Oceans Chamber of Commerce.’ Chyntia

to the eighth-grade, it was considered a high-level

advice and bought fifty pieces of refined iron

after cooling down the refined iron that he just extracted, Chyntia took the two heavy iron lumps into another furnace and added other necessary materials, metal twine, fossil,

for weapon refinement, but Chyntia felt as if he threw

those materials might appear less, but

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

the furnace was red from the heat, and at

body’s state, Chyntia could feel

for me to

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

simple furnaces and thought, “It seems that these two aren’t ordinary

and tempering of a sharp weapon required a certain amount of time, and Stefan told Chyntia before that it would take about five days to upgrade a seventh-grade sharp

keep guard

Warp Zone, took some blood essence, and practiced his

passed by just like

Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows in the

passed outside, but that was almost seven days in

the help of fifty bottles of blood essence, Chyntia mastered