The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1141

The eyes that the male and female disciples looked at Caspian with made people uncomfortable. They seemed to be looking at a fool. However, Caspian didn’t care. He only noticed Butterfly Zoila’s reaction.

Butterfly Zoila was indeed different from those male and female disciples at this time. With one hand on her cheek, she entered a state of deep thought. After a while, her brows relaxed as if she had understood something and was about to answer Caspian’s question.

Before he could speak, the male disciple next to Caspian, whose seat had just been occupied by Caspian, could not wait to ridicule him. “The puppet displayed its magic. You are really wishful. If a puppet can really do that, how can it be called a puppet? It’s better to call it a cultivator.”

The reason why the male disciple said so at this moment was naturally because he wanted to vent his previous resentment. However, Caspian completely ignored him. He didn’t even glance at him, but continued to look at Butterfly Zoila and said, “What do you think of this question?”

“You!” Realizing that he was ignored, the male disciple immediately stood up and glared at Caspian.

If Butterfly Zoila hadn’t been there and he didn’t want his image to be ruined, the male disciple would have attacked Caspian.

“I think if we can perfect some of the running problems of formations, it is possible to let the puppet perform magic, or even magical power,” Butterfly Zoila looked at Caspian and said.

“It’s not possible, but it can…” Caspian’s tone was very sure.

The reason was simple. He had seen a puppet that could perform magic with his own eyes. And at this moment, he hadn’t told Butterfly Zoila and others that the puppet could not only use magic, but also retained part of its consciousness when it was alive. Otherwise, everyone present would be shocked.

Hearing Caspian’s words, Butterfly Zoila fell into deep thought again.

At this moment, the male cultivator couldn’t help but hold his arms again and said sarcastically, “Don’t talk nonsense. Butterfly Zoila is one of the disciples who know most about puppets. She had never mentioned the matter of the puppet being able to use magic, so naturally, there was no such thing. I see… You want to use this way to attract her attention!”

“Idiot!” Caspian glanced at him and said indifferently.

“What did you say?” The male disciple suddenly took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and stared at Caspian. “Say it again?”

At this time, Butterfly Zoila waved her hand and motioned for everyone to quiet down. Then she said, “In fact, I have heard of this saying that a puppet uses the magic, but I haven’t seen it yet because I have little experience.”

Speaking of this, she looked up at Caspian and said, “An excellent puppet master must be an excellent array master, and an excellent array master may not necessarily be an excellent puppet master. There are thousands of changes in the Formation Path, swallowing mountains and rivers, taking in the sun and the moon. It is normal for them to exert the power of a magical power.

In the formation map, formations of magical power and magics can be used as long as they are activated. Therefore, it is normal for the puppet to perform magic through formation in its body. But this must involve some steps that I haven’t figured out for the time being.”

Glancing around at the crowd, Butterfly Zoila said, “Since I have collected merit points to teach everyone, I will naturally not talk about some questions that I haven’t figured out yet. I didn’t mention it, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”

Butterfly Zoila’s words were like a slap to the face of the male disciple who refuted Caspian. Suddenly, the male disciple’s face turned red and green. But he had no way to vent his anger on Butterfly Zoila, so he transferred all his resentment to Caspian.

Caspian also felt helpless.

Why were there always so many people in the world who felt that they understood everything and that they were the supreme authority?

Glancing at the other party, Caspian planned to discuss with Butterfly Zoila about how to use the puppet’s magic. Because through the previous conversation, Caspian could guess that Butterfly Zoila did have her own unique thinking about the refining of the puppet. Moreover, her understanding of the connection of formations was obviously more thorough than that of him.

Caspian had benefited a lot from today’s two-hour lecture. But before Caspian could speak, the male disciple completely exploded because of the glance in Caspian’s eyes.

“Why are you looking at me like this?” The male disciple jumped up from the cushion and pointed at Caspian. “You said it as if you knew a lot about the refining of puppets. If you really understood, would you spend 10 merit points to come here and listen to the lecture?”

“I know more than you,” Caspian’s face darkened. He didn’t like to make trouble, but if someone else provoked him, he wouldn‘t hide.

The male disciple pointed at Caspian. He was short of breath, his nostrils opened and closed, and his eyes gradually turned red. He stole a glance at Butterfly Zoila and saw that she didn’t seem to notice him. Instead, she looked at Caspian thoughtfully. He instantly felt a surge of anger, like lava gushing out of his head. It almost broke through crown and whizzed out.

“Do you dare to compete with me in puppets?” The male disciple glared at Caspian, looking like he wanted to eat someone.