The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“His sleeves…” Jessica turned to look at Caspian, puzzled.

Then, she found that Caspian was completely unbothered by these murals, and he would stop for a while in front of the paintings before moving to the next one.

However, Caspian did not appear to have found one that satisfied him.

Others would think that Caspian’s requirements were a little too high.

However, since these cultivation methods and martial arts were recorded by Grandmaster Cecil of Heavenly Spirit Realm, he must have approved them.

If the Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator believed that the cultivation methods and martial arts were acceptable, yet Caspian was not captivated, then everyone would feel that Caspian was pretentious.

Most people would naturally feel that way, but Jessica deliberately looked at Caspian’s wide sleeves after being reminded by Handsome.

Not long after, she noticed a clue.

Jessica saw that every time Caspian stopped in front of the mural, a slight glimmer of light was in his sleeves.

It was just that the light was not too bright, and Caspian’s movements were hidden from view, so no one noticed it at all.

“What’s he doing?” Jessica asked Handsome quietly, confused.

“Probably recording.

He’s suffered losses in this area before, so now he’s thinking of taking it all away, so as not to forget it in the future,” Handsome muttered, “This guy tends to scrap the ground and leave nothing behind… He’s surely a natural cultivator.

If he can take away two resources, he will never take just one.

Everyone else is only choosing one or the other, but he wants everything that catches his eyes.”

Jessica could not catch what Handsome muttered at the end of his sentence.

However, when she heard the first half of Handsome’s reply, Jessica’s eyes immediately lit up, and she gasped.

Finally, she understood what went on.

“Memory Inscription…” Jessica mumbled.

guessed correctly, when everyone else was happily studying a certain cultivation technique or martial art, Caspian used Memory

to the limited time, everyone could only learn

could only remember three skills

Caspian thought it thoroughly.

the long-standing cultivation, and it was simply impractical to rely on the cultivation techniques and martial arts recorded in

Caspian did not study

way, he could still analyze

her

that time, Jessica suddenly felt the telepathic jade

Jessica glanced around, and when she was sure no one looked

“I’m recording.

you

warmth and satisfaction in her heart with just

thought

pursed her lips

***

by in the Passage to Immortality, and it was seven days since the Pantheon

Pantheon closed, and also the entire nation’s official

hung high, and the rustling of the

up as if it

before its feet left the nest, a palm stretched out from the darkness

a thick blood mass that spurted out from

blood-stained palm, Charles, was in the shadow of the moonlight, and his eyes flashed with

evil cultivators, including Ozul and Liliana, stood quietly,

it’s the Thousand Beasts Lawn, and further down is the altar of Eight Desolate God-Terminator

lips moved slightly, but everyone could hear

“Let’s go!”

roar, Charles strode up the mountain, and the other twenty- three people followed closely

and melted into the night, and even the

everyone gradually recovered from the study state, and they all

among the disciples of the various sects, and it was not difficult to comprehend the helpful cultivation techniques and martial skills with

even three, cultivation techniques and