The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

After saying this, Dakota also felt guilty for Caspian.

After all, Caspian was an old friend’s student, and her best disciple even favored him.

More importantly, Caspian had sent her younger sister’s skeleton back to her.

When Dahlia disappeared that year, it was also a matter that gnawed on Dakota’s heart.

As a protective elder sister, Dakota felt that she did not take care of Dahlia well, causing her to go missing.

Due to this, Dakota had hoped to make it up to Dahlia.

This time, Caspian found Dahlia‘s bones and sent them back intact, so Dakota‘s guilt for Dahlia was partly passed on to Caspian.

Moreover, Dakota believed that Caspian was destined to be a Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciple, and it was also fated that they were linked in countless ways.

After pondering for a moment, Dakota took out an inscription brush and passed it to Caspian.

“If it concerns the future dispute of the Heavenly Stars Sect, I can’t violate the rules.

However, giving you an inscription brush is not against the rules.

I used this back then for inscriptions, and it’s surely helpful for you in this.” Then, looking at Caspian’s eyes, Dakota said in a very solemn tone, “If you need any help in the future, you must come to me.”

Caspian’s gaze fell on the inscription brush, and he immediately felt a trace of spiritual Qi from it.

It was apparent that the faintly glowing inscription brush had accompanied Dakota for a long time as this inscription pen was even attached with a layer of divine consciousness that belonged to her.

Of course, this divine consciousness would not badly influence Caspian’s usage.

On the contrary, due to its existence, it would help Caspian correct any mistake if there was any when he was drawing inscriptions.

The Heavenly Stars Sect’s elder best in inscriptions personally corrected your mistake?

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inscriptions, but she could use her own way to improve

would have a

hands, thanked Dakota, and then

eyes showed a deep expectation, “I’m excited to see what kind of

the True Intention Palace,

this time, Caspian was still under the medicinal effect of the

of this, Caspian entered the Tower of Life

floor, the light that stored the memory of

then, he only absorbed the

them, the most powerful one was

choose to absorb more memories as he needed to focus on improving his

his realm at the time was not enough to support him

like a cup of water filled with a jar of water, and

cultivator, and he

the fact that the precious medicine was still effective, Caspian could still

reached out and

the light, he felt a vast stream of information, like a river

a sharp

Mind-Gathering

memories he received as

lasted

familiar with the body inscriptions

had never drawn this inscription before,

of the Tower of Life the entire day, and he practiced and kept thinking

dawn, his eyes flashed with

materials needed to engrave the inscriptions were simply not too

many sect contributions points that other disciples were