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.

Earring of Echo, Caspian did not need to worry about storage

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

keep moving

all, it would surely raise suspicions if the place filled with treasures was

forward, everyone’s expression

waiting to be

prepared more storage bags if they knew it

times more annoyed

to realize that the trip to Thousands Spirits Island was a rare opportunity, but even so, his three storage bags were already

it was only the first

and annoyance, a hint of

and Edda were still

an instant, everyone also felt

biggest loss, two-third of their participating disciples

Jessica’s eyes were red, but she tried

Fauna Imperial Sect disciples were much

sect followed the rule of the jungle, they believed

felt the sectmates who died were not as excellent, and

among them, naturally

their deaths had nothing

of the emotion diluted

journey forward without saying

the blink of an eye, five

noon on that day, a group of about twenty people appeared like ghostly figures at the foot of the mountain where

these people, a tall, red-haired young man with

looked

figure was as small

his shoulders appeared

at each other, and they both saw

never thought beforehand that such a majestic building

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

it was as if Charles came