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?

in the entire Earlington of Efrax enjoyed such

Caspian more about body inscriptions, but she could use her own way to

a bigger guarantee when he drew

inscription pen with both hands, thanked Dakota, and then left the

expectation, “I’m excited to see what

Palace, he immediately

was still under the

Tower of Life and

the light that stored the memory of the inscriptions was

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

the most powerful one was

focus

at the time was not enough to support him and

be like a cup of water filled

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

the fact that the precious medicine was still effective, Caspian could still absorb a memory

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

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

felt a sharp prickling

Mind-Gathering Pill was reflected at

memories he received as

process lasted for about four

familiar with the

this inscription before, Caspian’s other

Tower of Life the entire day, and he practiced and kept thinking about the memory of the body inscriptions and the knowledge Dakota taught

it was dawn, his

by these studies, the materials needed to engrave the inscriptions were simply not

many sect contributions points that other disciples were