The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 6

The teacher Jasmine mentioned slowly made his way forward.

Even though the flames of the candles in the room were not swaying, the darkness seemed to have replaced the light.

Jasmine’s expression remained unchanged, but his pupils were slightly constricted.

After a while, a raspy voice sounded from beneath the black robe, “Your handwriting has innumerable twists and turns.

Moreover, the Yin energy’s denser than the Yang energy.”

Jasmine laughed.

“Teacher, you could‘ve directly said that I’m an overthinker and also a shrewd.”

The man in a black robe scoffed, seemingly agreeing to Jasmine.

Soon, the smile on Jasmine’s face gradually disappeared.

Next, a ruthless expression that did not match his age suddenly appeared between his eyes.

His voice seemed colder as he uttered word by word, “However, don’t you forget, teacher.

I’m the one who’s residing in the Eastern Palace, and I’m also the one who has obtained the great opportunity.

On the other hand, death is knocking on Molie’s door!”

Jasmine’s body slightly trembled as he said that.

A faint black mist started to surge from his back.

It was as if they formed into countless tentacles, and its sight would make anyone’s hair stand on end.

“Have you planned it well?” The man in the black robe calmly asked as he turned a blind eye to the changes in Jasmine’s body.

“Everything’s in control.” Then, Jasmine blinked hard, and he withdrew the black mist back into his body.

Next, he chuckled.

“I wonder what the Princess of Astren’s thinking.

She wants to arrange a marriage of convenience with Paul.

Nonetheless, it’ll be good too.

I’ve been finding ways to get rid of him, and now that he can finally leave Salleria, we shall let him die on his journey there.

This way, I’ll be free from worries.

However, the only person I‘m worried about is that brat, Camille.

Will she come between my plans?”

After pondering for a while, the man in the black robe answered, “I doubt that Princess Camille will interrupt your scheme.”

Jasmine‘s eyes lit up, and his gaze was profound as he looked at the candle flame in front of him.

“Since you said that, I can’t be rest assured.

Molie… I bet he’d never dream that the journey ahead of me will be a longer one than yours! My innate Demon Phyton Form alone is incomparable to you, who’s only a martial art genius!”

As he spoke, his expressions were hard to tell under the swaying candle flame.

If one looked at him absent-mindedly, they would see as if Jasmine’s head turned into a giant python’s head, and its forked tongue flicked rapidly.

***

Just as the dawn broke, two carriages with dozens of guards appeared on the road outside Salleria’s imperial city.

This would be the team accompany Molie to Astren for the royal intermarriage.

Not only was there no grand style, but even the guards responsible for escorting Molie appeared unwilling.

After all, who would not be aware that Molie was a criminal.

If it were not for the emperor’s order, none of them would be willing to escort this man on an arduous journey to a faraway place for three months.

Molie sat in one of the carriages as he sat cross-legged, concentrating on his meditation with his eyes shut.

After discovering the Earring of Echo’s hidden secret yesterday, Molie did not waste any time and trained hard all night in the Tower of Life.

As he absorbed the Sea-Breaker Beast’s blood and essence, Molie’s body recovery was unbelievable.

Even if he was exhausted, he just needed a short nap and would be full of energy again.

Furthermore, despite only training for what seemed like a night, due to the Time Warp Zone’s effect of one night equaling three nights and Molie’s physical trait that almost needed no rest, his cultivation was perhaps better than other’s five nights of training.

Now, Molie could feel that his qi was aligned and blood was thick again.

Moreover, his muscles were once again filled with the strength that he once had.

At this time, Penny, who looked outside with her head out of the carriage window, came back in.

Then, she carefully tidied up the curtains, curled up, and sat next to Paul.

With both hands on her cheeks, she appeared troubled.

Molie glanced at her and asked, “Are you feeling reluctant?”