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’.

man was the head of

the White family only had two candidates, Ralph and

started, Ralph was already

well… He did not have the chance to win

family had no hope

leave the head of the

for the current circumstances, he might have

gaze, Molie cast a cold glance

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

in purple robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo,

at the wooden identification sign next to the man, and Molie

he’s not someone from Evergreen

which was located

into the few Yates family members in the Dark Cloud Forest, there was a junction, and

Town would take 20

here to spectate the competition too?’

he looked around

that the familiar middle-aged man on the high platform

heard

“Heh.

Zenith Gibson from

What a rare guest.”

the person’s actions, it seemed as if he was explicitly informing Molie about

from the voice that it was

did not restrain himself and

forward

family’s clan meeting, there was a minor hiccup,

matter was later suppressed by the Gibson family, and I don’t really

did this happen?”

before answering, “Around the end of

calculated the time, and he was actually

Town, Molie would not care about other

Forest, he

Bowen’s voice

as the leader of his family? Isn’t he worried that

thought, and their minds were filled with countless

their heads