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?

not many in the entire Earlington of

about body inscriptions, but she could use her own

brush, Caspian would have a bigger guarantee when

pen with both hands, thanked Dakota, and

back, Dakota’s eyes showed a deep expectation, “I’m excited to see

the True Intention Palace,

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

of Life and

that stored the memory of the inscriptions was

absorbed the memories of

the most powerful one was the

as he needed to focus on improving his

realm at the time was not enough to support him

it would be like a cup of water filled with a jar of water, and his

cultivator, and he was no longer a True Martial Realm

could still absorb a memory of body inscriptions even if the information was

reached out and touched one of

touched the light, he felt a vast stream of information,

Caspian felt a sharp prickling pain in

role of the Mind-Gathering Pill was reflected

understand the information and memories he received as

lasted for about

was already familiar with the

inscription before, Caspian’s other aspects were

he practiced and kept thinking

when it was dawn, his

by these studies, the materials needed to engrave the inscriptions

sect contributions points that other