The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Omar just put a valuable piece of Mica Gold Essence in his storage bag.

He still relatively had good self-control as he did not stuff everything good into his storage sack.

Even so, Omar’s two storage bags were almost packed.

However, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked at the empty wall beside him, frowned, and thought for a while.

Then, Omar grabbed Xander, who walked by, and asked in uncertainty, “Xander, was there an Iron Pith Bamboo Shoot here just now?”

Xander was unsure too.

After all, there were too many treasures along the way, and it was not even an exaggeration to say that the floor tiles used to lay the ground were valuables that could be brought back in exchange for sect contribution points.

In such a dazzling environment, it was still a bit difficult for them to remember exactly where and what was around even if they were cultivators with memory and observation far superior to ordinary people.

“I don’t think so,” Xander pondered for a moment and patted Omar’s shoulder, “Omar, did you misremember it?”

“Well… Maybe I did.” Omar always trusted Xander.

Since Xander said so, Omar only scratched his head and nodded in response.

Not far away, Caspian touched his earlobe quietly.

As he wore the Thousand Cursed Mask, Caspian‘s Earring of Echo was also hidden, but the function was not affected in any way.

Of course, Omar remembered it correctly, and there was indeed an Iron Pith Bamboo Shoot against the wall.

If the good stuff was being decomposed in the furnace, they could get excellent refining material at least five times better than the refined iron obtained by decomposing ordinary sharp tools.

Naturally, Caspian would not let it go.

At the same time, he would put the treasures that Fauna Imperial Sect disciples found helpful in his storage bags not to cause others to doubt his identity.

Besides that, Caspian also put what he liked into the Earring of Echo without anyone noticing.

in the Earring of Echo, Caspian did not need to worry about

the area within a radius of three meters where he stood would be

to keep moving

surely raise suspicions if the place filled with

walking forward, everyone’s expression gradually turned

would be such a huge wealth waiting to be obtained in a

would have prepared more storage

a hundred times more annoyed

to Thousands Spirits Island was a rare opportunity, but even

it was only the first day in

after the surprise and annoyance, a hint of sadness surged

were still alive…”

everyone also felt somewhat

loss, two-third of

red, but she tried hard not to let the tears

the Fauna Imperial Sect disciples were much more

their sect followed the rule of the jungle,

who died were not as excellent, and there were no extra

them, naturally appearing

not know them, and their

spread of the emotion

continued to journey

of an eye, five

appeared like ghostly figures at the foot

cautiousness of these people, a tall, red-haired young man with an arrogant face strode out without

looked up at the tall and

the towering Pantheon, his figure was as small as

straight, and his shoulders

at each other, and they both saw a

that such a majestic building

puzzled them even more was how Charles seemed to know the island like the back of his

on the island, it was as if Charles came to his