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.

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

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

Caspian had to keep moving

place filled with treasures was cleared every

they kept walking forward, everyone’s expression gradually turned from surprise to

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

prepared more storage bags if they

times more annoyed

trip to Thousands Spirits Island was a rare opportunity,

was only the first

annoyance, a hint of sadness

and Edda were still alive…”

everyone also felt somewhat

two-third of their participating disciples

but she tried

Fauna Imperial Sect disciples were much more

jungle, they believed the weak deserved

were not as

among them,

their deaths had

the emotion diluted everyone’s

continued to journey

an

day, a group of about twenty people appeared like ghostly

red-haired young man

looked up at the

figure was as small

shoulders appeared

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

never thought beforehand that such a

puzzled them even more was how Charles seemed to know the

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