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.

of Echo, Caspian did not need to worry about

find that the area

Caspian had to keep moving

place filled with treasures was cleared every time he

they kept walking forward, everyone’s expression gradually

that there would be such a huge wealth waiting to be obtained in a competition that was originally thought to

would have prepared more storage bags if they knew

times more

Island was a rare opportunity, but even so, his three storage bags were

only the first day in

a hint of sadness surged in everyone’s

Ronald and Edda were still alive…”

an instant, everyone also felt somewhat

Dark Moon Sect had the biggest loss, two-third of their participating disciples failed

moment, Jessica’s eyes were red, but she tried hard not to let

contrast, the Fauna Imperial Sect

rule of the jungle, they believed the weak deserved to be

were not as excellent, and there

them, naturally

not know them, and their deaths had

spread of the emotion diluted everyone’s

to journey forward

of an

about twenty people appeared like ghostly figures at the foot

tall, red-haired young man with an

space and looked up at

to the towering Pantheon, his figure was as small

he stood straight, and his shoulders appeared as if they could carry

glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of astonishment in

thought beforehand that such a majestic building existed on

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

the island, it was as