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.

Caspian did not need to worry about storage issues, and he could take anything that caught

paid attention to Caspian, they would find that the area within a radius of three meters where he stood would be

to keep moving all the

place filled with treasures was

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

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

have prepared more storage bags if they knew it

was a hundred times more

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

the first day in

the surprise and annoyance, a hint

were still alive…”

instant, everyone also felt somewhat

biggest loss, two-third of their participating

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

contrast, the Fauna Imperial Sect

followed the rule of the jungle, they

who died were

stood among them, naturally

their

the emotion diluted everyone’s

continued to journey

of an eye, five days

a group of about twenty people appeared like ghostly

of these people, a tall, red-haired young

the open space and looked

Pantheon, his figure was as small

and his shoulders

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

never thought beforehand that such a majestic building existed on

how Charles seemed to know

it was as if