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.

the wounds he sustained, but also the fact that he had

Samuel despised Sonya even more, and

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

a big loss, and I won’t let this matter go!

glanced at Sonya

Sonya did not move, Samuel

to send messages, and Samuel used it

described the incident

did not submit to him and was despicable as he even made

conveniently created a fictitious scene where Sonya insulted the higher realm

the talisman, wanting to send

Samuel could even react, his wrist was broken as

fell weakly, and the messenger that he was about to

and he saw Sonya’ s expressionless face under the

was so terrified that he felt

he only felt as if all the blood in him was flowing to his brain as his limbs were cold, and he felt

about the pain from his broken

scream, and he quickly looked through

he smiled at

about to be scared to death by

appeared just like a statue, not

finding people to handle me?” Sonya smiled, showing his

Sonya’s pearly whites and red lips

“I didn’t… Hmm!”

words, Sonya grabbed Samuel by the

despair, and he kicked his legs crazily in the

Pulse Control Realm

only felt fear

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

the rest

sucked up to him in the past, they

that if they still acted rashly at this

tried his best to squeeze out those two

off the hook?” Sonya frowned, and then he flashed a crazy smile at

“That’s a great idea.”

a circle in mid-air before slamming