The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The boy in front of him was a few years younger than himself, but Caspian felt a wicked vibe from him.

Such an aura was extremely sharp and harsh, and with just a glance, Adrian could make anyone scared for their lives as if he held a knife against their throat.

Seeing Maisie, Adrian stopped talking to the elder, turning over and standing.

Then, he smiled, “How are you, Maisie?”

After saying that, his gaze fell on Caspian.

Even though Adrian appeared young, Caspian felt as if a blade slashed at his head.

If it were ordinary people, they would be scared out of their wits, or maybe even fall to the ground as their knees went weak.

However, Caspian was not afraid.

On the contrary, the sharp blade would ignite the fighting spirit in his heart.

In that instant, it was as if swords slashed at one another in the air, and everyone around them suddenly felt they were attacked.

Maisie’s gaze slightly changed, but she did not say anything and took a step forward, protecting Caspian behind her.

Then, Maisie looked at Adrian.

“Adrian, what are you doing here?”

Adrian was shocked that Caspian did not avoid him, and he planned to show off his overbearing momentum, directly defeating Caspian.

However, Maisie ruined his plan.

Nonetheless, Adrian did not mind.

After casting a thoughtful glance at Caspian, he looked at Maisie, answering, “Maisie, Elder Patrick, and I had something to discuss, but we’re done now.

Why don’t you say why you’ re here?”

Even though he said that, Adrian did not intend to leave.

stood at the side,

which was uncomfortable at a glance, yet his sharp-edged aura was enough to

true

peak third-stage Pulse Control Realm, and he was only a step away from

cultivation talent was the best in the entire Earlington of

not afraid even though he was amazed

a few years to be promoted to the peak third-stage Pulse Control Realm, but Caspian’s ascending to the peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm in half a year was

indeed

to him, the entry-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm disciple was not

looked at him, he only glanced coldly at Caspian, not saying a

realized that Adrian did not leave, and she did not ask him

elder named Patrick, asking, “Elder Patrick, I’m here regarding the matter about

mentioned that their contributions were

What does that mean?”

high realm, and he was only in the mid-level third-stage

pretty common in the sects for elders to be in lower realms than

the pathway to immortality was long, and the

would be able to

disciples would realize that their talents were limited or did not have any support to provide them with enough

would choose to work for their sect to accumulate sect contribution points, hoping to get a position in the

was one of

from his appearance, he appeared to be in his mid-fifty, but in truth, he was much older

peak third-stage Pulse Control

who has the final say in this… I also

Maisie frowned,

entire inner hall turned cold, and the air seemed to be heavy,

Elder Patrick stuttered, and

Maisie’s face darkened.

over, and a memory inscription appeared

to repeat

was beaded with sweat, and his legs

it,”

forward, blocking Elder Patrick, and

if countless sharp arrows pierced through the heavy atmosphere, stirring it and letting