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.

certain cultivation technique or martial art, Caspian used Memory Inscription to record the contents

the limited time, everyone could

they could only remember three skills and no

Caspian thought it thoroughly.

long-standing cultivation, and it was simply impractical to rely on the cultivation techniques and

Caspian did not study but recorded

he could still analyze it slowly

her

time, Jessica suddenly felt the telepathic

sure no one looked at her, Jessica glanced

“I’m recording.

send you a

infinite warmth and satisfaction in her heart with

thought

Jessica pursed her

***

to Immortality, and it was seven days since the

other words, there were only three days left until the Pantheon closed, and

the rustling of the waves could be heard

if it heard

a palm

instant, it exploded into a thick blood

the shadow of the moonlight, and

Liliana, stood

Passage to Immortality, it’s the Thousand Beasts Lawn, and

could hear every single word he

“Let’s go!”

mountain,

chilling aura spread out immediately and melted into the night, and even the moonlight

of Immortality, everyone gradually recovered from the study state, and

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

even three, cultivation