The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 338

“You know what I’m about to ask you?” Caspian frowned.

“Aren’t you going to ask me where Harper is? Hahaha! I‘m not going to tell you! Go to hell!” Miles knew that it was his last day on earth, and he could not care less.

He was determined not to tell Caspian anything.

However, Miles’s uncompromising attitude only resulted in Caspian’s contemptuous eye roll.

“Do you think I’m as stupid as you?”

“What?” Miles blinked.

“The Hopeful Woman Mountain’s environment is intricate and complicated, and you all can’t divide each location here in advance.

Thus, I guess that the Ninth Sacred Sect has some secret method where you can find each other’s location,” Caspian said.

Caspian did not need Miles’ assurance as the panic that flashed in his eyes expressed everything.

“For Pulse Control Realm’s disciples, the simplest and fastest way to perceive was through Qi and blood.

Hence, it’s straightforward,” Caspian continued as he dipped a little bit of Miles’s blood that flowed on the ground.

Then, he wrote a few words on the telepathic jade and looked at Miles.

“As long as I put your blood here, I’ll know where Harper is.”

“Wh..?” Miles gasped.

His body immediately tensed as he tried to struggle and escape.

Caspian’s face darkened, and a layer of frost appeared in his eyes.

Next, he raised the Ghoul-Locker Spear and swept across.

Swoosh!

Miles let out a miserable scream, and he was cut in the waist in a flash.

Then, Caspian stabbed Miles’s throat and directly lifted his upper body.

Soon, blood surged out of Miles’s throat and waist.

Nonetheless, Miles was a cultivator, so his vitality was far beyond ordinary people.

Hence, he was not dead yet but still struggling.

Caspian completely ignored him.

Compared to the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples’ lives, Miles was even less insignificant than an ant.

As Caspian expected, the blood that Miles bled seemed to form a puddle on the ground, but under the induction of his strong perception, he could detect that the flowing blood faintly pointed in one direction.

“That way!” Caspian quickly locked the direction.

“Wait for me!” Caspian shook his Ghoul-Locker Spear, and Miles’s body was torn into pieces in mid-air.

Then, Caspian grabbed Miles’s jade identification badge and storage bag, and he dashed out like a shot of lightning, disappearing into the depths of the cave.

At that time, in a karst cave in the Hopeful Woman Mountain’s mountainside, Solana‘s body slammed heavily on the cliff, but she quickly stood up straight again.

Her eyes were still calm and indifferent, and she looked at Harper.

Behind Solana, there were about five Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground, and each of them showed a look of unwillingness, self-blame, embarrassment, and shame.

It was not that those few disciples did not want to help Solana, but they could not move, and their lives were in danger.

On their necks, a black gas slowly rose, and if it was a little serious, it already passed over their mouths and reached the bridge of their noses.

Solana was actually protecting them!

“Solana, hurry and go! just leave us!”

“Solana, go!”

“Solana, don’t fall for these people’s tricks! They’re trying to use us to hold you down!”

“Solana, just leave! Then, you can seek revenge in the future!”

Those were the ones trying to persuade Solana to leave, and the rest of them cursed at Harper.