The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Bowen pulled a long face, and it seemed as if he was not in the mood to answer that question.

Then, he waved his hands as he walked toward the crowd, mumbling, “Let me worry about this instead.

Sigh.

What a headache…”

Although Bowen did not make much sense, Molie still caught a message from his words… That was not the only way to enter a sect.

After thinking about it for a while, Molie also understood the gateway to immortality was never limited, and one could enter as long as one had the chance.

The chance would either be having an impressive talent or those like Jordan, who had an innate Pure Jade Physique.

At the same time, this would allow people to have an opportunity to enter the gateway of immortality.

After all, a genius could spur the clan.

Nonetheless, Molie also believed that this competition was not limited to Evergreen Town, and there should be other ways too, which Bowen knew about.

However, based on Bowen’s tone, it seemed the different paths to enter the gateway to immortality would be much more complex than Evergreen Town’s trials.

Evergreen Town’s competition was already an unimaginably arduous test for the participants.

‘It seems that entering the gateway to immortality is indeed a competitive path.

Back when I was in Salleria, I didn’t even know such an opportunity existed.’

Just as Molie lamented, a warrior outside informed the competition was about to start, and there were also people guiding the participants to get out of the hall.

Following the lead, Molie arrived at the crowded outdoor.

Then, he saw all the participating warriors gathered in a public square, and spectators surrounded the area.

The leaders of the major families in Evergreen Town, as well as important people such as Ian and William, sat on the platform with the best view.

Suddenly, Molie felt a resentful gaze looking at him from the high platform, and he cast a cold glance in the direction.

Then, he met the glaring stare of a middle-aged man.

Beside the man, there was a sign that wrote, ‘White’.

that this man was the head of

the Lawrence family, the White family only

already severely injured by

He did not have the chance to win at

it could be said that the White family had no hope of

combat would surely leave

it were not for the current circumstances, he might have personally

the party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold

his line of sight fell on a middle-aged man in a purple robe not far away from the head of

somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but he

to the man, and Molie

he’s not someone from Evergreen Town,’ Molie

knew of Veystone Town, which was located after the

the Dark Cloud Forest, there was a junction, and one of them

Veystone Town would take 20 days by foot for

here to spectate the competition

he looked around

middle-aged man on the high

heard a

“Heh.

Gibson from Veystone Town’s

What a rare guest.”

seemed as if he was explicitly informing Molie about

could immediately tell from

and directly asked,

took a step forward and stood beside

heard before that during the Gibson family’s clan meeting, there was a minor hiccup, and someone was against him being the head

later suppressed by the Gibson family,

this

thought before answering, “Around the end

calculated the time, and he was actually in the Dark Cloud Forest during

Town, Molie would not care

Cloud Forest,

voice

leader of his family? Isn’t he worried that without him there, no one would be able to control the situation?

Molie coincidentally had the same thought,

their heads and did not