The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The scene went into absolute silence.

If anyone had the slightest doubts about Nana’s score, their uncertainties were all gone.

Not only did the doubts disappear, but none of them dared to harbor such thoughts.

After all, such strength was not comparable to a young warrior.

The dominant aura that belonged to a cultivator was apparent on Joe.

Moreover, when the young warriors saw Connor lying unconscious on the ground and convulsing from time to time, they felt their hearts beating wildly, and remained quiet.

On the other hand, the elders of the sects’ admiration for Nana deepened.

A mortal embarking on the journey to be a warrior and cultivator was to be above others.

Suppose one successfully became a cultivator, yet still being doubted by warriors, and could not do as one wished or had to be mindful of others‘ attitudes.

What was the point of cultivating and entering such a path?

Nana’s behavior was precisely in line with the insightful way of living that the elders of the sects present highly respected.

In an instant, everyone treated Nana even warmer than before.

After all, Nana was a natural cultivating genius.

It would be foolish not to fight for someone like him!

As for Connor, who had a face full of blood and was wounded all over, no one paid attention to him anymore.

The treatment he received now was a sharp contrast from before.

Truth be told, with Connor’s age, potential, and a score of 3700 points, the elders of the sects could recruit him.

However, Connor made a mistake by trying to attack Joe.

Although it was normal for cultivators to kill their opponent if they met any life-and-death situations, Connor made a sneak attack out of jealousy.

No one could tolerate his action.

That was taboo!

If there were anyone that still recruited Connor, it would be tantamount to embarrassing their sect.

was paying the

Connor passed out and was unaware

his blood would probably boil from

Nana was once again surrounded by the elders of the sects

sects offered him

be entering into the sect, but Nana could directly be accepted as a direct disciple of the elders,

provide Nana with bountiful cultivation resources, guaranteeing his steady

offered better conditions one

overheard all looked at Nana like the

so that they could

he never

of the situation might think they were trying to force

the crowd suddenly squeezed to

Nana was stunned, but he swiftly

“Master Ian.”

also came to the Sects’

Nana’s meridians were wholly damaged, Ian directly

expressed that he was not optimistic about

Ian felt extremely embarrassed when

Nana before as his

who would have thought that Nana would recover in just less than a month? Moreover, Nana’s meridians

that, Ian

knew this would happen, he would

approached Nana and said sincerely, “Casper, I’m

replied politely, “Don’t worry about it,

helping your sect to choose

completely damaged back then, and I was indeed unqualified to enter the Dark

it would be difficult on

the people around them heard Ian’s tone, they thought he had some sort of agreement with Mandra, and felt

Nana’s reaction, they quickly discovered that it was not as simple as it

between

first, the flame of hope inside the elders was almost extinguished, but it quickly

could tell the grievance in Nana’s tone, and he laughed

Sect, I’d like to extend our sincere invitation once

winner of Evergreen Town’s

you too,

personality, and I hope you don’ t mind

this matter and

to enter the Dark Moon Sect, the offers I gave you before will still stand, and we’ll even