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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 138

Bowen pulled a long face, and it seemed as if he was not in the mood to answer that question.

Then, he waved his hands as he walked toward the crowd, mumbling, “Let me worry about this instead.

Sigh.

What a headache…”

Although Bowen did not make much sense, Molie still caught a message from his words… That was not the only way to enter a sect.

After thinking about it for a while, Molie also understood the gateway to immortality was never limited, and one could enter as long as one had the chance.

The chance would either be having an impressive talent or those like Jordan, who had an innate Pure Jade Physique.

At the same time, this would allow people to have an opportunity to enter the gateway of immortality.

After all, a genius could spur the clan.

Nonetheless, Molie also believed that this competition was not limited to Evergreen Town, and there should be other ways too, which Bowen knew about.

However, based on Bowen’s tone, it seemed the different paths to enter the gateway to immortality would be much more complex than Evergreen Town’s trials.

Evergreen Town’s competition was already an unimaginably arduous test for the participants.

‘It seems that entering the gateway to immortality is indeed a competitive path.

Back when I was in Salleria, I didn’t even know such an opportunity existed.’

Just as Molie lamented, a warrior outside informed the competition was about to start, and there were also people guiding the participants to get out of the hall.

Following the lead, Molie arrived at the crowded outdoor.

Then, he saw all the participating warriors gathered in a public square, and spectators surrounded the area.

The leaders of the major families in Evergreen Town, as well as important people such as Ian and William, sat on the platform with the best view.

Suddenly, Molie felt a resentful gaze looking at him from the high platform, and he cast a cold glance in the direction.

Then, he met the glaring stare of a middle-aged man.

Beside the man, there was a sign that wrote, ‘White’.

Molie quickly understood that this man was the head of the White family in Evergreen Town.

Like the Lawrence family, the White family only had two candidates, Ralph and Faye.

Before the competition even started, Ralph was already severely injured by Molie and was eliminated.

As for Faye, well… He did not have the chance to win at all.

Hence, it could be said that the White family had no hope of winning the Dark Moon Sect’s spot at all.

Such a defeat before the actual combat would surely leave the head of the White family fuming in rage.

If it were not for the current circumstances, he might have personally killed Molie too.

Ignoring the party’s gaze, Molie cast a cold glance over.

Just as he looked away, his line of sight fell on a middle-aged man in a purple robe not far away from the head of the White family.

The man in purple robe’s features appeared somewhat familiar to Leonardo, but he could not pinpoint where they met before.

Next, he peeped at the wooden identification sign next to the man, and Molie was instantly shocked as it was written, ‘Veystone Town, The Gibson Family’.

‘So he’s not someone from Evergreen Town,’ Molie blinked.

He knew of Veystone Town, which was located after the Dark Cloud Forest.

Previously, when Molie bumped into the few Yates family members in the Dark Cloud Forest, there was a junction, and one of them led to Veystone Town.

The distance between Evergreen Town and Veystone Town would take 20 days by foot for an ordinary man.

‘Veystone Town’s clans are here to spectate the competition too?’ Molie was puzzled.

Then, he looked around but.

found that the familiar middle-aged man on the high platform was the only one from Veystone Town.

At that time, Molie heard a whisper behind him.

“Heh.

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