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.

that I’d take the opportunity of this nation’s official religion election to persuade her to practice hard and don’t waste

at Jessica and continued, “If you go now,

so distressed seeing

at Lucy, and tears glimmered

when they were young, and Lucy was not only a maid in

her little sister cried helplessly, how could she, the

shook his head,

and Lucy have a deep relationship, so you can’t bear mistreating

you must think of it this

letting her practice hard, or hope that in a hundred years, you

the words, separate due

be increased by 60 years when we go from a warrior to a Pulse Control

60 years is nothing for a

the realm is high, any seclusion will be for at least ten or twenty years,

born with the Pure Jade Physique, and your cultivation speed is by no means comparable to

100 years to

follow in your footsteps, do you think she can still

there’s one day when someone will stop her openly or secretly, even if you

wants her follower to be just a Pulse Control Realm

Moreover…”

for a moment, then continued, “You

not work hard, she’ll be

just a

your realm is advancing by leaps and bounds, and

between you two is like walking through the

farther, whereas she simply can’t catch up

time, I’m afraid you

of her again, Lucy’s probably no longer

words hit

of

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

to catch up with you, then this situation is unavoidable when your realm gets higher in