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.

vast space in the Earring of Echo, Caspian did not need to worry about storage issues, and he could take

area within a radius of three meters where he stood would

Caspian had to keep moving all the

would surely raise suspicions if the place filled

everyone’s expression gradually turned from surprise to

waiting to be obtained in a competition

prepared more storage bags if they knew it

hundred times more annoyed than

to realize that the trip to Thousands Spirits Island was a rare

was only the first day

after the surprise and annoyance, a hint

and Edda were still

everyone also felt somewhat

Dark Moon Sect had the biggest loss, two-third of

she

Sect disciples

of the jungle, they believed

sectmates who died were not as

them,

their deaths had

the emotion

they continued to journey forward without

blink of an eye, five

twenty people appeared like ghostly figures at the foot of the

people, a tall, red-haired young man

looked up at the tall and majestic

his figure was

stood straight, and his shoulders appeared as if they could

each other, and they both saw a look of astonishment in each other’s

never thought beforehand that such a majestic building

was how Charles seemed to know the island like the back of his

the island, it was as if Charles came to