The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The other Simmons men who charged toward Caspian and Maya before were now frozen in their tracks.

Every one of their faces manifested shock, terror, and confusion.

To the men, the change in Caspian’s demeanor from his earlier composure was too great.

He handed over the fedulings with such calm just moments before, but he stood with his foot on a man’s face and demanded a ridiculous amount of spirit stones, which were much more valuable.

“You… You… You…”

The man with the mole on his cheek stammered nervously.

He wanted to say threatening words, but he could not even spit out a complete sentence at that moment.

“Stop mumbling and hand over the money!” Caspian snapped, then landed his hand on the man’s cheek and sent him falling to the ground.

The man felt like he was run into by a giant, raging beast.

His vision went dark, and a wave of blood gushed up his throat.

His entire body felt like all his bones were being crushed as he lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining Simmons men felt a chill at the sight before them.

They snapped back to reality and screamed in terror as they scattered in different directions in a panicked frenzy.

“Trying to run?” Caspian said with a cold smile, then stepped forward.

Caspian’s skills and techniques were a thousand times more advanced than that of the scurrying Simmons men.

In an instant, apart from the one man that he let go on purpose, the other Simmons family members were swiftly smacked to the ground and dragged back to the checkpoint, stacked into a pile of limp bodies.

“Are you planning on making them pay a ransom for these men?” Maya asked.

They were not on Heavenly Stars Sect’s territory at that moment.

If they got in trouble, it would not be easy to settle things.

Handsome, who squatted on Caspian’s shoulder, could not help but roll his eyes at the sight of Maya’s concerned expression.

for Maya’s presence, he would have enthusiastically clapped his little hooves together

Caspian chuckled and said, “That’s up to the head of the Simmons

well and paid 50 spirit stones per head for the seven men, as well as the one that was let go, for a total of 400 spirit stones,

the spot with his arms

spirit boat was seen speeding

other and

they could not figure out why

boat traveled at a much faster speed than a typical cultivator would steer

boat came to a halt about 20 feet away from where

dressed in a long, black gown appeared and furiously charged toward

a hand on my kin? You must have a death wish!” bellowed the man as he continued to

Caspian, the man

“You‘re dead!”

beams swept down

noise and ruthless murderous intent

as if he

bold of you!” Maya cried out as

she could tell, that fool was nothing but a first-stage cultivator of

was greatly disrespectful to

riled Maya up the most was the fact that, despite being a high-level member of the Simmons family, the man arrived and drew his sword with the

suddenly opened his eyes just as Maya

instantly turned

in complete contrast with the lightness

stunned as he felt his heart

move yet, but an unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom of the man’s heart and up to

felt as if his

out and snatched the sword from the

grabbed the man’s throat, then violently slammed

the sword, then slashed down in a fountain

at the thighs, and what followed was a shrill cry of pure agony from the

the spirit boat that was stopped not too far

sped off

“Help! Somebody help me!”

dismembered man in black screamed in the direction