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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 972

Seeing Caspian’s expressionless face, the master of the Green Paradise Sect gritted his teeth and added with a trace of unwillingness, “If I really have this kind of elixir, my Green Paradise Sect will not only have nine Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators…”

What he said made sense.

If he could really refine elixirs to help me improve from Holy Land Realm to Heavenly Spirit Realm, the current continent would have been full of Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivators, and Amethyst Palace Realm cultivators would be as numerous as a dog.

After thinking for a while, Caspian looked at the master and said, “I want to elixirs to enhance Qi and blood, also elixirs to improve cultivation speed and replenish spiritual Qi. Hand over all the pills in your sect.”

In a word, he wanted to rob a sect of the treasures that had been accumulating for thousands of years. However, the master of the Green Paradise Sect did not dare to object. He was not only planning for himself, but also for the inheritance of the entire Green Paradise Sect.

The elixir could be refined later. But if there was no one left… Then there was no hope.

“Okay, I promise you,” He took a deep breath and nodded.

Behind him, Elders seemed to object. The master waved his hand to stop elders and said in a deep voice, “Do as I say.”

Even the founder had submitted to the other side. What was the point of their resistance other than being regarded as an egg hitting a stone?

Now that he had accepted the reality, the master felt very relaxed.

He faced Caspian again and said, “I don’t think you like low-level elixirs. In that case, I’ll give you 10 elixirs refined by each peak master of the Nine Peaks. To tell you the truth, our peak master can only refine a few furnaces of Elixirs and at most 20 elixirs a year. Some of them had been awarded to the sect disciples. There were only about ten left. After giving them to you, at least within two years, the peak masters of Nine Peaks can’t produce more elixirs.”

Caspian thought for a while and nodded in agreement. He didn’t care about the low-level elixirs. If he wanted to snatch it, he naturally had to snatch the most precious one.

After Caspian agreed, the master turned around and arranged for people to prepare for elixirs.

“Wait a moment,” At this time, Caspian stopped the other party and said, “I still want a pill furnace.”

“Are you going to refine pills?” the master asked in confusion.

“My slave needs to refine pills for me,” Caspian raised his chin and pointed to Master Eva Green, who was lying on the ground not far away.

The master’s face froze. The other Elders also trembled. They had already vaguely guessed that Caspian wanted to get something from Master Eva Green since he had kept her life. Now that their guess had turned into reality, they could not help but feel sad.

For cultivators at their level, it was ten thousand times more painful to treat them as slaves than to kill them. Slaves were the lowest level of existence in the entire continent!

They were even worse than livestock and demons. But they could only think about the grief and indignation in their hearts now. If they really wanted to express their feelings and make the other party fall out with them, it would be very bad.

“Alright, I promise you. Please wait for a moment,” The master took another deep breath and instructed the few Elders behind him.

Soon, these Elders turned into streaks of flowing light and sped toward the mountain peak where they were. About an hour later, these Elders returned.

Nine tails of demon fox, nine peaks, and 90 elixirs.

The 90 elixirs were neatly placed in front of Caspian. They reflected colorful light and the light even formed a rainbow bridge in the air. The precious light was taking in and sending out like a dream. The strong medicinal power made people feel energetic as soon as they took a breath.

Caspian grabbed all elixirs with his five fingers.

Soon, the pill furnace he needed was delivered by a spirit boat.

“Okay, it’s mine,” Caspian stretched out his hand and grabbed the pill furnace.

The faces of the master and Elders changed when seeing Caspian had taken Moonlight Condensing Illusionary Furnace.

“What else do you want me to get?” Caspian asked with a faint smile.

The master was speechless. Of course, he hoped that Caspian would return elixirs and the furnace with both hands. But he didn’t dare to say.

After a moment of hesitation, the master summoned up his courage and looked at Caspian. “Today, everyone in the Green Paradise Sect has witnessed your divine power. If you have any requirements for the Green Paradise Sect in the future, the Green Paradise Sect will never refuse!”

At this moment, the master of the Green Paradise Sect felt bitter. He could feel the grief and indignation of the disciples, but at this time, he had his own considerations, so he struggled to raise his head and looked at Caspian, waiting for the response of Caspian.

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