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.

saw a red light coming out of

was a fist-sized,

the ball appeared, a

of the red light, a vague image could be

see this image clearly, an archaic, majestic, enormous, and bloodthirsty

was as if an ancient vicious god was suppressing it, making one shiver in

and a look

Candy actually condensed a demonic

more sure that White Tiger Blood Essence in

had dantians, zombies had corpse

things had different names, their

all had the

a performance at the

just like an official of the

official rank, which represented a huge gap between them

obvious that Little Candy’s Demonic Core had only been

people feel as if

the foundation was already like this, the

at the moment, he did not

Little Candy seemed to have entered a critical stage

core kept coming in and out

time Little Candy spat it out, the

gradually saw the change of the crane feather as it slowly

the Demonic Core, a small part of the Crane Feather would be dyed

was not absorbing the crane feather, but changing it with demonic

slow, and it also took a

was next to Little Candy, accompanying

color of the crane feather was dyed red from the tip to

It took two days.

the end, Little Candy was

soaked in

everything it had done before was

up now, all its previous

suspended above the crane feather, and then

core and the crane feather touched, a circle of light spread out

to hear the

was a

he fixed his eyes on it again, he saw that the crane feather

was covered

“Shattered?” Caspian was stunned.

feather that were dyed red immediately exploded, turning into a hazy