The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1903

Samson Clifford was worried that Caspian would dislike him.

Because at this time, even if he was not a cultivator and did not understand the realm of Caspian, he could feel that Caspian was definitely not comparable to an ordinary cultivator with his experience in Heavenly Stars Sect these years.

However, when he saw that Caspian did not reveal the slightest trace of unhappiness on his face and sat down naturally, Samson Clifford's uneasy heart immediately calmed down. A wave of emotion surged out from his heart.

"You can sit too," Caspian said lightly.

There was only one bamboo stool in the thatched cottage, so Samson Clifford sat directly on the ground.

"You've taken good care of this place," Caspian said.

Hearing this, Samson Clifford immediately got up and wanted to kneel down and kowtow again.

But Caspian stopped him.

"I don't need these," Caspian said, "At that time, I allowed you to enter the sect because of your character, which made me feel that I could give you this opportunity, not because I pitied you, or because of other emotions.

Although I've been away from the sect for the past two years, I can no longer be considered a Heavenly Stars Sect disciple with my current status.

But you have performed your duty, worked hard, and done better than I thought.

I think I can give you an opportunity now."

"Thank, thank you, my lord..." Samson Clifford's tears were about to burst out again.

At this time, Handsome suddenly said, "Wrong!"

"Huh? Ah?" Samson Clifford was stunned and then looked frightened.

Maybe it was because of Handsome's words or because a pig could speak.

The next moment, Handsome winked and said, "Call Master."

Samson Clifford suddenly realized that Caspian did not allow him to kneel, so he had to bow at this moment. He immediately bent down and almost touched his knees with his nose. "Thank you, Master!"

Caspian nodded slightly and handed a small bottle to Samson Clifford.

"There are three elixirs in it. You take one when the moon rises tonight and then meditate in this courtyard. After the efficacy is digested, you can take the second one.

When the efficacy of the three elixirs is fully absorbed, if you can reach the Pulse Control Realm, I will ask my fellow disciples to arrange for you to become an official disciple of the Heavenly Stars Sect."

Samson Clifford was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Three pills could make him Pulse Control Realm.

How much luck should this be!

Suddenly, he felt that the small bottle in his hand became hot.

However, Caspian said again, "You have to remember that you are still a mortal now. Don't be greedy. Once the efficacy exceeds the range that your body can bear, you will explode to pieces on the spot.

Also, your body has already passed the best time to cultivate.

So I can't guarantee that these three elixirs can help you improve to Pulse Control Realm.

I can tell you this, in my estimation, the probability of success is less than 20%.

It was more likely that you would reach the third stage of True Martial Realm.

But even so, it is much stronger than you are now."

After being woken up by Caspian, Samson Clifford suddenly calmed down.

He took a deep breath, held the small bottle tightly in his hand, and said, "I will do my best to live up to Master's expectations."

Caspian nodded and left without saying anything.

After Caspian left, Samson Clifford knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in the direction of Caspian.

When he got up again, there was unprecedented determination on his face.

Walking back into the mountains, Handsome was a little curious and asked, "Caspian, I didn't expect you to fool him with twenty percent of his physique. I think it’s impossible. He is too weak. Even I, a demonic beast, know that he has passed the age of cultivation."

"It's different." Caspian shook his head.