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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 517

Everyone looked at Caspian and asked, “What are we toasting to this time?”

Caspian pondered for a moment, then smiled.

“To our unfettered youth with the least trouble.”

Everyone looked at each other, and a smile appeared in their eyes.

Although they did not know who would go further or fall behind in the journey to immortality, at least for now, everyone had a group of companions who could support one another.

No matter how difficult it was, there were people around for better or worse.

No matter how big the troubles were, they would become long-lasting memories on the immortal pathway in the future because of their shared youth.

“A toast to time!”

“A toast for our friendship!”

“A toast for our fates!”

After the great party of exchanging drinks and conversations, everyone was drunk and left one after another as the moon hung up high in the sky.

When leaving the Sword Pavilion, there was a hint of drunkenness in Caspian’s eyes, and his gaze was hazy.

However, his sight turned clearer, and his tipsiness gradually disappeared as he walked on the mountain road.

Handsome laid on Caspian’s shoulder, and the little pig suddenly said, “Caspian, you’re troubled.”

Caspian tilted his head to look at the pig and replied lightly, “I thought you were asleep.”

“I did fall asleep at the time,” Handsome muttered, “But now I’m in good spirits.

I think your friends are all great, and the sect you belong to should be amazing too, right? What are you worried about?”

Caspian chuckled but did not answer.

“It’s fine if you don’t say it.” Handsome snorted angrily.

Caspian pondered for a moment, then shook his head and answered, “I don’t know exactly what I’m worried about right now, but when your father tells me about the Myriad Demons Burial Ground and the city, I guess I’ll understand a little bit…”

Handsome grunted disdainfully.

“You’ll have to wait.

There may be news in three or four months.”

“Sure.” Caspian nodded.

Then, the man and the pig did not continue their conversation.

Caspian sped through the mountains and rivers, and he finally arrived at his residence after two hours.

The originally empty land now had a large mansion.

Although it was not luxurious, it showed the charm that an immortal sect should have.

Caspian walked around the mansion, nodding secretly.

Handsome also stood on his shoulders, tutting praises.

Handsome was even more impressed at the spiritual Qi the old elder mentioned in the morning.

Compared to cultivators, monsters were more sensitive to the essence of the world.

Hence, Handsome’s eyes immediately lit up when they entered the area.

Moreover, since the place was rich in spiritual Oi, it would not only help Caspian but also help Handsome’s in its cultivation.

After walking around the mansion, Caspian did not enter the house directly but walked toward the standing rock not far ahead.

The old elder mentioned that Leonard used to train his swordsmanship in the Spring of the Sword Spirit, and Caspian naturally would go and admire it.

Under the moonlight, the rock revealed a dark red color, like a tall bamboo shoot standing on the ground.

The ground around the rock sank downward to form a pit about the height of an adult, covering an area of about two acres.

Even before getting close to the rock, Caspian could feel an intimidating aura from it.

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