The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“Do you really want this?” Caspian held the crane feather with two fingers and confirmed it again.

“Woo…” Little Candy lay on the ground, its big eyes fixed on the crane feather, and it pleaded.

At this moment, Little Candy‘s performance had already shown that the reason why it arched toward him before was because of this crane feather.

However, Caspian really couldn’t figure out what the crane feather could do to the little tiger.

“Then go ahead…”

With a flick of Caspian’s fingertip, the crane feather immediately floated toward Little Candy vertically and then stopped in front of the tiger face.

Then he waited to see what the little tiger would do to the crane feather.

Little Candy neither ate it nor played with it.

It circled around the crane feather a few times, and a thoughtful look appeared in its eyes. Yes, Caspian also straightened up in surprise at this moment.

That was because he was sure that the look in Little Candy’s tiger eyes was indeed thinking.

Before that, Little Candy had never shown such an expression.

The only possibility was that its spiritual intelligence had grown again.

And it was a great improvement

‘Could it be because of the activating of its ancient bloodline?’ Caspian’s eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation.

Caspian was certain that Bone-refining Essence Silkworms had worked on Little Candy.

But if it was just the change in strength and momentum, Caspian felt a little unwilling.

Because of the change in strength and momentum, he believed that as long as he washed the marrow of Little Candy in the future and kept refining its body, this change would happen sooner or later.

Since one could achieve the same effect as one continued to refine one’s body, how could one display the uniqueness of Bone-refining Essence Silkworms?

But now it seemed that Bone-refining Essence Silkworms were indeed the magic medicine that the demon clan had been looking forward to.

Looking at Little Candy that was circling around the crane feather, Caspian smiled like an old father.

After a while, Little Candy stopped.

It opened its bloody mouth to the crane feather.

“Eat it?” Caspian was alarmed.

light

a

soon as the ball appeared, a strong vigor surged

red light, a vague image

though one couldn’t see this image clearly, an archaic, majestic, enormous,

god was suppressing it, making one shiver

a moment, and a look of

Candy actually condensed a demonic

momentum of the demonic core, he was more sure that White Tiger Blood Essence in Little Candy’s body

dantians, zombies had corpse cores, and

different names, their functions were the

had the source

at the level

of the government who had

to an official rank, which

Little Candy’s Demonic Core had only

as if they were facing an extremely powerful

this, the upper limit of the future was

at the moment, he did not disturb

feel that Little Candy seemed to have entered a critical stage

in and

out, the demonic core would circle around the

the crane

Core, a small part of the Crane

was not absorbing the crane feather, but changing it

it also took a lot

next to

feather was dyed red from the

It took two days.

the end, Little Candy was gasping

was soaked in sweat, and

understood that everything it had done before

its previous efforts would be

was spat out again, suspended above the crane feather,

demonic core and the crane feather touched, a circle of light spread out from the place where

to hear the

a

again, he saw that

was covered with

“Shattered?” Caspian was stunned.

dyed red immediately exploded, turning into a hazy