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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 73

Nathalia felt as if his body would be torn open and burst apart from the inside out because of the enormous force.

He was shocked.

However, he quickly realized his blood and Qi flows were not blocked.

That implied that the blood essence was not problematic, but Nathalia might have drank too much, and his body could not fully absorb it.

Hence, his body was in a state of chaos.

As long as he could relieve the burst of energy in time, Nathalia would be fine.

‘If that’s the case, then I’ll just continue to work harder and train more!’

Nathalia suppressed the intense pain and leaped from the ground.

Then, he immediately started training.

Firstly, it was the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows, followed by the Strangulation of an Angered Dragon.

Then, he practiced the Bloodthirsty Spear Method, and lastly, the Lotus Leaves Chop.

A day in the mortal world was three days in the Time Warp Zone.

In those three days, Nathalia barely rested as he was worried that his body would explode as soon as he stopped.

Hence, he kept practicing all types of martial arts.

Besides that, Nathalia also kept lifting and lowering the Time Warp Zone’s stone statue.

When the three days almost ended, Nathalia finally felt the violent energy in him was exhausted, and he also fully absorbed the blood and oi as they integrated into a part of him.

‘Phew.

I’m finally done.’ Nathalia’s forehead was beaded with sweat, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he looked at the other side and showed a sudden puzzled expression.

‘What happened? Why is this stone statue shorter?’

Nathalia remembered well that the Time Warp Zone’s stone statue was the same height as him, but when he looked at it now, the figure was shorter than him by a few centimeters.

After staring at the stone statue for a while, Nathalia realized a possibility, and he lowered his head.

Nathalia quickly noticed that his initially well-fitted pants were now exposing his ankles.

Then, when he wore his top again, Nathalia realized the shirt he fit well before was tight.

Nathalia finally understood that it was not that the stone statue was shorter, but after he absorbed the power of the blood and Qi, his body became taller and stronger.

‘It has such an effect too,’ Nathalia was amused, ‘If this continues, will I become a giant?’

Nevertheless, Nathalia was somewhat not used to the sudden height increase.

However, the benefits of training for three days without sleep were obvious.

Firstly, his body became much stronger.

Although there might not be much difference on the surface, Nathalia knew that his strength increased by more than a level.

Previously, he could simply knead the first-grade weapon into a metal disc.

However, Nathalia could now twist a third-grade Silver Scales Spear into knots.

His agility and reaction improved too.

“Watch out, thick-lipped boy.

I’ll make you cry today,” Nathalia laughed, “Well, I’ll surely have to surprise you since I accepted your money.”

After he got out of the Tower of Life, Nathalia went to look for the inn’s waiter and requested a fitting attire.

The inn provided such service for their distinguished guests, and Nathalia was one of them.

Soon, Nathalia’ s clothes were sent over.

After paying for the clothes, Nathalia walked toward the old town ruins in the night.

He pressed a shape-shifting inscription on his face and walked to the familiar St.

Jade Chamber.

The one who greeted him was still the same middle-aged man from yesterday.

When he saw Paul, he welcomed Nathalia enthusiastically, “You’re finally here!” Then, he led Nathalia to the room yesterday.

Nathalia nodded, pushed the door open, and saw the thick-lipped young man was already waiting for him inside.

The man was still wearing a clean, white combat suit, and when Nathalia saw him, his lips twitched.

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