The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 640

“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.

or martial art, Caspian used Memory Inscription

to the limited time, everyone

memory, they could only remember

Caspian thought it thoroughly.

and it was simply impractical to rely

did not study but recorded them

could still analyze

others around her and then at

suddenly

Jessica glanced around, and when she was sure

“I’m recording.

you

infinite warmth and satisfaction in her heart with just

thought

Jessica pursed her lips and

***

the Passage to Immortality,

left until the Pantheon

and the rustling of the waves could be

woke up as if it heard something, and it flapped its wings, trying

feet left the nest, a palm stretched out from the darkness and

it exploded into a thick blood mass that

owner of that blood-stained palm, Charles, was in the shadow of the moonlight, and his eyes

Ozul and Liliana, stood quietly, like tombstones standing in the

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

but everyone could hear every single word he

“Let’s go!”

roar, Charles strode up the mountain,

night, and even the

from the study state, and they all

of the various sects, and it was

or even three, cultivation techniques and martial

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