The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The sky was out of reach, and the green bamboo forest was like an endless sea.

In an instant, Lucy felt as if she was alone in the world.

The intense feelings of emptiness, loneliness, and fear surged in her small heart instantly.

“Lady Jessica… Lady Jessica…” Lucy sobbed, looked in a random direction, and rushed forward with brisk steps.

However, the surrounding sea of bamboos appeared the same from any angle.

Lucy did not know how long she walked, but the forest seemed to have no end.

Even when she was out of breath, there was still no exit sign.

There was fear in Lucy’s eyes, and she pursed her lips, about to burst into tears again.

“Where am I… Lady Jessica, idiot Casper, where have you all gone… I want to go home…” Little Lucy, who now appeared like a fifteen-year-old girl, desperately wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Finally, after weeping a few times, she squatted on the ground, hugging her knees and crying.

At that time, behind a few green bamboos not far from Lucy, Caspian and Jessica stood side by side, quietly watching Lucy curled into a ball.

They were near, but Lucy did not notice them at all.

Lucy cried so hard that it was heartbreaking.

Jessica thought it was pitiful, and she was about to step forward.

However, before she could even take a step, Caspian stopped her.

When Jessica turned to look at Caspian, she immediately found him shaking his head lightly at her.

“But…” Jessica opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

“When you wrote to me before, you told me that Lucy was extremely lazy in her cultivation, and you were reluctant to make her work hard.

official religion election to persuade her to

and continued, “If you go

so distressed seeing her

and tears glimmered

when they were young, and Lucy was not only a maid in Jessica’s mind but more like

cried helplessly, how could

shook

a deep relationship,

think of it this

be soft-hearted today and give up letting her practice hard, or hope that in a

the words, separate due to death, her

can be increased by 60 years when we go from

60 years is

for at least ten or twenty years, and there are

Physique, and your

might not even need 100 years

if Lucy can’t follow in your footsteps,

when someone will stop her openly or secretly,

one wants her follower to be just a Pulse

Moreover…”

pondered for a moment, then continued, “You have

hard, she’ll be a frail old woman with a wrinkled

is just a difference in

imagine, your realm is advancing by leaps and bounds,

like walking through the bamboo

farther, whereas she simply can’t catch up to

afraid you can’t stop and wait for

you think of her again, Lucy’s

hit Jessica’s worst

thought of the worst possibility, and

whispered, “This is exactly what I’m afraid of… Lucy’s like a family member, and I’m scared that one day she’ll get old and leave me, but I don’t have any emotions

is unavoidable when your realm gets higher in