The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1824

Seeing the gazes of the four gathered on her, Camille's eyes, which were exposed outside the veil, revealed a trace of confusion.

"Camille, what's wrong?" Jezebel Morrey asked with concern, "What's the task Master assigned you?"

"Teacher..." Camille blinked and said, "She asked me to go back to the mountain and cultivate with her. She has a cultivation method to teach me, so I don't need to go this time."

"Huh?" The other four exchanged glances.

Among them, Camille was the last to enter the sect, but she was the most favored by her teacher.

Although some time ago, there had been some accidents regarding the underground devil people.

Any of them would be punished by their teacher.

But after Camille came back, the teacher cared about whether she was injured or not.

As for the punishment, she did not mention it.

But this time, all the information was in their hands.

Although the opponent was powerful, when the opponent was promoted, his vigor would decline. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he was just a fish in front of them.

Therefore, logically speaking, there would be no danger in seizing the blood essence of the divine beast, and it would be a great contribution.

After that, they would definitely receive a generous reward.

And before that, the teacher had always asked the five of them to enter and exit together with the plan.

But when everyone was clearly assigned the task and was about to leave, the teacher left Camille alone.

This was hard to understand.

After being quiet for a moment, the cultivator, who appeared the youngest but was the senior brother of everyone, gently nodded and said, "There must be a reason for teacher to have Little Sister stay alone."

After a pause, the young cultivator looked at Camille and continued, "Junior Sister, you don't have to think too much. Master left you here and said that he would teach you the cultivation method. She must still have high hopes for you.

Leave this matter to us."

"Yes." Camille nodded.

Her eyes flickered as if she had something to say.

However, after a moment of hesitation, she shook her head and did not say anything else. After bowing to everyone, she turned around and left.

When Camille left, the old man suddenly wrinkled his nose and snorted. "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Whether you are a human or a cultivator, you must understand a principle. Don't think too highly of yourself. As the saying goes, the higher you stand, the heavier you fall.

Especially the geniuses who haven't grown up yet. They can't be arrogant."

"What are you trying to say?" Jezebel Morrey could not stand the sarcasm and interrupted him coldly.

The old cultivator snorted, "I'm not talking about you. Why are you nervous?"

"Of course, what Master did can't be aimed at Junior Sister. But you talk nonsense all day long." said Jezebel Morrey.

"Oh, do you think I'm afraid of you?" The old cultivator's eyes widened. "Jezebel Morrey, I entered the sect earlier than you, and I'm also your senior brother. Don't be so arrogant just because your realm is higher than mine."

A word for you. A genius who hasn't grown up can't be called a genius.

Be careful that one day you will be beheaded and your soul will be destroyed.

If you want me to offer incense to you, it depends on my mood!"

Jezebel Morrey's eyes were cold. She raised her hands and a long jade flute was in her hands.

"How dare you!" Seeing that the other party was about to play the jade flute, the old cultivator showed a strong fear on his face. He suddenly shouted angrily, "Senior Brother, look at her! Jezebel Morrey has gone too far!"