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.

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

they would find that the area within a radius of three meters where

keep moving all the

it would surely raise suspicions if the place filled with treasures was cleared every time he

walking forward, everyone’s expression

waiting to be obtained in a competition that was originally thought to be

have prepared more storage

was a hundred times

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

only the first day in

a hint

and Edda were still alive…”

instant, everyone also felt somewhat

two-third of their participating disciples failed to

Jessica’s eyes were red, but she tried

Sect disciples were much more

the jungle, they believed the

the sectmates who died were not as excellent, and

among them,

and their deaths had nothing to

the

they continued to journey

blink of an

group of about twenty people appeared like ghostly figures at the

these people, a tall, red-haired young

walked to the open space and looked

figure was

straight, and his shoulders appeared as if they

each other, and they both saw

a majestic building existed

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

landing on the island, it was as if