The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 445

After saying this, Dakota also felt guilty for Caspian.

After all, Caspian was an old friend's student, and her best disciple even favored him.

More importantly, Caspian had sent her younger sister's skeleton back to her.

When Dahlia disappeared that year, it was also a matter that gnawed on Dakota's heart.

As a protective elder sister, Dakota felt that she did not take care of Dahlia well, causing her to go missing.

Due to this, Dakota had hoped to make it up to Dahlia.

This time, Caspian found Dahlia’s bones and sent them back intact, so Dakota's guilt for Dahlia was partly passed on to Caspian.

Moreover, Dakota believed that Caspian was destined to be a Heavenly Stars Sect's disciple, and it was also fated that they were linked in countless ways.

After pondering for a moment, Dakota took out an inscription brush and passed it to Caspian.

“If it concerns the future dispute of the Heavenly Stars Sect, I can't violate the rules.

However, giving you an inscription brush is not against the rules.

I used this back then for inscriptions, and it's surely helpful for you in this.” Then, looking at Caspian's eyes, Dakota said in a very solemn tone, “If you need any help in the future, you must come to me.”

Caspian’s gaze fell on the inscription brush, and he immediately felt a trace of spiritual Qi from it. It was apparent that the faintly glowing inscription brush had accompanied Dakota for a long time as this inscription pen was even attached with a layer of divine consciousness that belonged to her. Of course, this divine consciousness would not badly influence Caspian’s usage.

On the contrary, due to its existence, it would help Caspian correct any mistake if there was any when he was drawing inscriptions.

The Heavenly Stars Sect's elder best in inscriptions personally corrected your mistake?

Perhaps not many in the entire Earlington of Efrax enjoyed such a treatment before.

Dakota could not teach Caspian more about body inscriptions, but she could use her own way to improve Caspian'’s success.

With this inscription brush, Caspian would have a bigger guarantee when he drew the body inscriptions.

Caspian took the inscription pen with both hands, thanked Dakota, and then left the True Intention Palace.

Looking at Caspian’s back, Dakota's eyes showed a deep expectation, “I'm excited to see what kind of body inscriptions you're doing this time.”

After Caspian left the True Intention Palace, he immediately returned to his small courtyard.

At this time, Caspian was still under the medicinal effect of the Mind-Gathering Pill.

Taking advantage of this, Caspian entered the Tower of Life and went straight to the fifth floor.

On the fifth floor, the light that stored the memory of the inscriptions was still glowing.

When Caspian entered the fifth floor back then, he only absorbed the memories of a few inscriptions, such as the weight inscription.

Among them, the most powerful one was the Glorious Dragon.

At that time, Caspian did not choose to absorb more memories as he needed to focus on improving his reahn, and there was no time to multitask on the inscription technique.

On the other hand, his realm at the time was not enough to support him and absorb the vast memories.

If it were forcibly absorbed, it would be like a cup of water filled with a jar of water, and his brain might burst instantly.

However, Caspian was now a peak first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, and he was no longer a True Martial Realm warrior.

Coupled with the fact that the precious medicine was still effective, Caspian could still absorb a memory of body inscriptions even if the information was huge.

His gaze swept at the rays, then he reached out and touched one of the purple rays.

As soon as Caspian’s fingertips touched the light, he felt a vast stream of information, like a river rolling, flooding into his brain.

Immediately, Caspian felt a sharp prickling pain in his head.

However, the role of the Mind-Gathering Pill was reflected at this time.

Soon, Caspian began to understand the information and memories he received as he felt the excruciating pain.

The entire process lasted for about four hours.

Then, Caspian was already familiar with the body inscriptions he planned to draw.

It could be said that besides he had never drawn this inscription before, Caspian’s other aspects were similar to a powerful inscription master.

He did not come out of the Tower of Life the entire day, and he practiced and kept thinking about the memory of the body inscriptions and the knowledge Dakota taught him

Then, when it was dawn, his eyes flashed with brilliance.

Compared with the energy exhausted by these studies, the materials needed to engrave the inscriptions were simply not too easy to obtain.

Fortunately, Caspian had so many sect contributions points that other disciples were jealous. Hence, Caspian spent a number of sect contribution points and traded the items he needed from the Astrea Pavilion. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Returning to his courtyard, Caspian entered the Tower of Life and sat cross-legged in the Time Warp Zone.

There were 72 kinds of materials placed in front of him, including herbs, metal blocks, the bone marrow of monsters, and ore that were not even produced in Earlington of Efrax.

There were so many materials, all placed within Caspian’s reach.

“It's time to start.”

Caspian took a deep breath, and he looked at the human-sized hourglass.

Just as he said that, the first drop of sand in the hourglass fell.

At almost the exact moment, Caspian reached and waved his hands.

Then, more than a dozen materials flew over, and be squeezed them with his mighty hands in mid- air.

In an instant, the juice in the medicinal materials was squeezed out, and the ore was crushed into powder.

Next, these materials fell into a basin of inscription water in front of Caspian.

The original pale cyan inscription water turned into a dark red color as if it were a pot of blood. As Caspian continued to add in the materials, this blood-like inscription water started to boil, making big bubbles and gurgling sounds.

After all the materials were crushed according to the requirements or thrown into the inscription water in whole, this pot of inscription water seemed to become bottomless.

At a glance, it sent a chill down Caspian’s spine.

At this moment, Caspian’s forehead was covered with delicate beads of sweat.

Although the range of all the movements just now was not extensive, the mastery of power and time was highly demanding.

Caspian even felt slightly out of breath.

He raised his head and looked at the hourglass, the fine sand in the hourglass had just fallen by a third, and it was just within Caspian’s expectation!

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