The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 637

Summary for Chapter 637: The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

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Omar just put a valuable piece of Mica Gold Essence in his storage bag.

He still relatively had good self-control as he did not stuff everything good into his storage sack.

Even so, Omar’s two storage bags were almost packed.

However, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he looked at the empty wall beside him, frowned, and thought for a while.

Then, Omar grabbed Xander, who walked by, and asked in uncertainty, “Xander, was there an Iron Pith Bamboo Shoot here just now?”

Xander was unsure too.

After all, there were too many treasures along the way, and it was not even an exaggeration to say that the floor tiles used to lay the ground were valuables that could be brought back in exchange for sect contribution points.

In such a dazzling environment, it was still a bit difficult for them to remember exactly where and what was around even if they were cultivators with memory and observation far superior to ordinary people.

“I don’t think so,” Xander pondered for a moment and patted Omar’s shoulder, “Omar, did you misremember it?”

“Well… Maybe I did.” Omar always trusted Xander.

Since Xander said so, Omar only scratched his head and nodded in response.

Not far away, Caspian touched his earlobe quietly.

As he wore the Thousand Cursed Mask, Caspian‘s Earring of Echo was also hidden, but the function was not affected in any way.

Of course, Omar remembered it correctly, and there was indeed an Iron Pith Bamboo Shoot against the wall.

If the good stuff was being decomposed in the furnace, they could get excellent refining material at least five times better than the refined iron obtained by decomposing ordinary sharp tools.

Naturally, Caspian would not let it go.

At the same time, he would put the treasures that Fauna Imperial Sect disciples found helpful in his storage bags not to cause others to doubt his identity.

Besides that, Caspian also put what he liked into the Earring of Echo without anyone noticing.

Due to the vast space in the Earring of Echo, Caspian did not need to worry about storage issues, and he could take anything that caught his eyes.

If they paid attention to Caspian, they would find that the area within a radius of three meters where he stood would be emptied.

Hence, Caspian had to keep moving all the time.

After all, it would surely raise suspicions if the place filled with treasures was cleared every time he was there.

As they kept walking forward, everyone’s expression gradually turned from surprise to annoyance.

Who would expect that there would be such a huge wealth waiting to be obtained in a competition that was originally thought to be a fierce battle?

They would have prepared more storage bags if they knew it earlier.

Emmett was a hundred times more annoyed than others.

He was the first to realize that the trip to Thousands Spirits Island was a rare opportunity, but even so, his three storage bags were already full.

Moreover, it was only the first day in the Pantheon.

However, after the surprise and annoyance, a hint of sadness surged in everyone’s hearts.

“If Ronald and Edda were still alive…” Jaime mumbled.

In an instant, everyone also felt somewhat teary.

Jessica’s Dark Moon Sect had the biggest loss, two-third of their participating disciples failed to enter the Pantheon.

At that moment, Jessica’s eyes were red, but she tried hard not to let the tears flow.

In contrast, the Fauna Imperial Sect disciples were much more indifferent.

As their sect followed the rule of the jungle, they believed the weak deserved to be eliminated.

After a moment’s hesitation, Ozul walked over to Charles, stopping a step behind him.

However, before Ozul opened his mouth, he heard Charles’s voice.

“Just ask any questions in your mind.”

Ozul immediately froze as he felt Charles’s tone was different than other days.

The usual Charles was always arrogant and overbearing, having no regard for others.

However, he just sounded indifferent just now.

Ozul shook his head and tossed away the thoughts in his mind, saying respectfully, “Young Master Charles, is the palace in front of us our destination?”

Charles nodded.

“Yes, but it’s not a palace.

It’s called the Pantheon, and it was Grandmaster Cecil’s former residence.

He was the owner of this island.”

“Grandmaster!” Ozul was shocked, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Grandmaster was usually used as a form of address for cultivators in Heavenly Spirit Realm!

“But don’t be afraid.

Since the Blue Feather Sect owns this place, then the Grandmaster Cecil naturally passed away.”

Charles seemed exceptionally patient today.

Ozul breathed a sigh of relief, and he asked, “Since this is the destination, I’d like to ask on behalf of everyone if we can know what’s our purpose here? Otherwise, everyone will always be at a loss, and it might affect their performance at work It won’t be great if that causes a delay in your errand, Young Master Charles.”