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?

entire Earlington

about body inscriptions, but she could

would have a bigger guarantee when he drew

hands, thanked Dakota, and then left

a deep expectation, “I’m excited to see

Caspian left the True Intention Palace, he immediately returned

time, Caspian was still under the medicinal effect

Tower of Life and went straight

the light that stored the memory of the inscriptions

he only absorbed the memories of a

most powerful one was the Glorious

more memories as he needed to focus on

was not enough to support

would be like a cup of water filled with a jar of

now a peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, and he was no longer a True Martial

that the precious medicine was still effective, Caspian could still absorb a memory of body inscriptions

he reached out and touched one

light, he felt a vast

a sharp prickling

of the Mind-Gathering

and memories he received as he felt the excruciating

process lasted

familiar with the body inscriptions he planned to

drawn this inscription before, Caspian’s other aspects

and he practiced and kept thinking about the memory of the body inscriptions and

dawn, his eyes flashed with

the energy exhausted by these studies, the materials needed to engrave the inscriptions were simply not too easy to

many sect contributions points that other disciples were