The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 327

As it was hard to birth and raise a cub, a pregnant monster would usually try its best to find a remote area.

Even if it encountered a fight, it would choose to avoid it.

Hence, the words of the cultivator with a missing arm were somewhat reliable.

After pondering for a while, Caspian asked, “What type of monster is it?”

The cultivator looked as if he was about to cry as he answered, “As soon as I found out that it’s a monster with wisdom, I was already so frightened that my knees went weak, let alone having the courage to take another glimpse at it.

However, I vaguely saw a ball of white.”

“A ball of white…” Caspian gave it a thought and retracted his fingers from the cultivator’s throat.

The cultivator immediately slumped to the ground as if he was granted an amnesty.

Then, Caspian asked calmly, “How many people know about this?”

”We… We saw this about five days ago, and not many knew about this back then.

However… However, it’s hard to tell now…” the cultivator answered tremblingly.

Soon, he seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly added, “We haven’t told anyone about this before you!”

Caspian nodded and thought, ‘If it were five days ago… There’s a chance that many people found out about this.

If the pregnant monster with wisdom were about to give birth at any time, its strength would significantly drop, just like when a cultivator’s about to ascend.

If that’s the case, there’s a chance of killing this monster with wisdom if there are enough people.

Moreover, if luck is on our side, we can even get the cub.

What a great gain.’

Caspian shut his eyes and was deep in his thoughts.

Soon, the map that Maya showed before appeared in his head.

“We’ll coincidentally pass through the Hopeful Woman Mountain on the way to the meeting place we agreed on before,” Caspian abruptly opened his eyes, and a brilliant light flashed in his eyes, “If that’s the case, let’s just join the fun.”

Since the cultivator got up, he kneeled in front of Caspian, and he did not even dare to breathe loudly.

At that time, he was drenched in a cold sweat.

As he revealed all the information he knew, it was up to Caspian whether he could have a chance of survival.

The cultivator felt as if his heart was about to shatter his chest.

“Let’s go!”

Suddenly, the cultivator heard Caspian’s calm voice, subconsciously quivering.

Nonetheless, he soon realized that Caspian was not going to kill him.

However, just as he was somewhat relieved, he became anxious again as Solana asked Caspian, “What about this man?”

The man was so frightened that his blood froze.

His body swayed, and he could faint at any time.

“Leave him! We’ll spare his life.” Caspian shook his head.

After giving it a thought, he pointed at the cultivator and ordered Solana, “Bring his storage bag over.”

The cultivator was more than willing to give them his storage bag, and even if they wanted him to strip naked, he would do it as long as he would not be killed.

Hence, the cultivator happily gave his storage sack, and Caspian and Solana were puzzled over his joyous expression.

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At the same time, in the stream near the Hopeful Woman Mountain, a man with long hair covering his face leaped several times from high places in a strange posture.