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?

many in the entire Earlington of

but she could use her own way to improve

have a bigger guarantee when

took the inscription pen with both hands, thanked Dakota, and

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

Palace, he immediately returned to his small

this time, Caspian was still under the

advantage of this, Caspian entered the Tower of Life

the light that stored the memory of the inscriptions was still

fifth floor back then, he only absorbed the memories of a few inscriptions, such as the weight

them, the most powerful one was the Glorious

not choose to absorb more memories as he needed to focus on improving his reahn, and there was no time to multitask on

other hand, his realm at the time was not enough to support him and

be like a cup of water filled with a jar

Realm cultivator, and he was no longer a True Martial Realm

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

gaze swept at the rays, then he reached out and touched

Caspian’s fingertips touched the light, he felt a vast stream

felt a sharp prickling pain in his

role of the Mind-Gathering Pill was reflected at

began to understand the information and memories he received as he felt the excruciating

process lasted for about

the body inscriptions he planned

this inscription before, Caspian’s other

day, and he practiced and kept thinking

it was dawn,

the materials needed to

had so many sect contributions