The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Sonya turned around and looked at the remaining two.

In Evergreen Town, those two cultivators could walk around with their heads up high.

However, they were so scared by Sonya’s gaze that their knees went weak, and they knelt.

“I‘ve been bullied once before, so I’ve learned to seek revenge even for the slightest grievance.

If you have a death wish, you can try it again.” Sonya’s tone was indifferent, but it emitted an overpowering hint.

The two cultivators trembled in fear, and they did not dare to say anything but nodded their heads as hard as they could.

Then, as they were too afraid, tears started to pour down their faces.

After teaching this bunch of apprentices a lesson, Sonya sat cross-legged on his bed and started meditating.

The place was rich with spiritual Qi, and he did not want to waste any.

Time passed by, and soon, it was already late at night.

Although it was already autumn, the Heavenly Stars Sect did not have the bleak, fall atmosphere as it was a sacred region.

Hence, Sonya could still hear crickets in the forest outside.

The room was clean, and as for the people in the room, Sonya still sat cross-legged, meditating, whereas the rest of them curled up in their beds, deep in sleep.

Suddenly, a pair of eyes opened in the darkroom Samuel carefully looked at Joe, and seeing that he did not move, Samuel let out a sigh of relief, thinking that Sonya did not notice he was awake.

In his eyes, a hint of resentment flashed.

His injured check was already bound, and his entire head was already bandaged with a thick layer of dressings.

At a glance, Samuel appeared just like a bulging mummy, and he appeared extremely ridiculous.

Samuel’s wounded palm and shoulder were fixed by wooden clamps.

If he moved even the slightest bit, it would hurt Samuel so badly that tears welled up in his eyes.

Although he was a cultivator, Samuel’s injuries would need at least seven days to heal, especially since his healing medicines were all taken away by Edgar.

seven days would be unbearable not only because of the wounds he sustained, but also the fact that he had to live in fear

thought of that, Samuel despised Sonya even more, and he wished to tear Sonya

I can openly blackmail others for spirit stones because more than half of those in the pouch is stunning, but I’ll have to give them to those disciples in higher realms!” Samuel scoffed, “I’ve just been promoted to the peak of first-stage Pulse Control Realm, and it’s not

attacked me and caused me a big loss, and I won’t let this matter go! I must make you pay! Just wait for someone

at

that Sonya did not move, Samuel confidently took out a talisman from his

was a charm used to send messages, and Samuel used it to

Samuel exaggeratedly described the incident that

focused on how Sonya did not submit to him and was despicable as he

also conveniently created a fictitious scene where Sonya insulted the higher realm

activated the talisman, wanting to

Before Samuel could even react, his wrist was broken

the messenger that he

and he saw Sonya’

that he felt

him was flowing to his brain as his limbs

about the pain

scream, and

it, he smiled at

by Sonya’s smile, and his face

just like a

people to handle me?” Sonya smiled, showing

Sonya’s pearly whites and red lips

“I didn’t… Hmm!”

grabbed Samuel by the neck, raising him

eyes flashed with despair, and he kicked

being a peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, Samuel could

only felt fear

Sonya before, then there was no hatred left in him,

rest

him in the past, they unanimously chose to

not idiots, and they knew well that if they still acted rashly at this time, they would end up in

best to squeeze out those two

let you off the hook?” Sonya frowned, and then he

“That’s a great idea.”

Samuel and drew a circle in