The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 109

At the thought of how Chyntia might be aware of her identity, Mandra’s previous anger and grievance were all replaced with intense embarrassment, rage, joy, sweetness, sadness, and so on…

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He must’ve found out too,” Mandra instantly felt her emotions run wild, “Although our daily practice time isn’t long in the half-month time, we’re extremely familiar with each other’s body movements.

Didn’t I recognize him from his figure and gaze in the beginning? Since that’s the case, it’s naturally normal that he realized that it was me from my actions.’

‘However, if he truly found out that it was me, why didn’t he expose it today? What’s this man thinking? Or perhaps he didn’t recognize me, and he simply wanted to thank my other identity? Marsha, what are you trying to do?! For so many days, you’ve hugged and embraced me! Yet, you pretended to be confused now! You’re such a b*stard! What if… What if he didn’t know it was me? After all, a man is far less thoughtful than a woman.’

The more Mandra thought about it, the more confused she became.

In the end, Mandra’s emotions were like a roller-coaster right.

Seeing how Mandra’s smile suddenly turned sour, she clenched her fists in anger and abruptly appeared sad… Hayley and Lucy stared at each other, not knowing what happened.

“Madam Hayley… Did something happen during Lady Mandra’s ascension?” Lucy whispered.

Hayley was unsure about that either.

She hesitated for a while before answering, “Well, you can supervise and urge Mandra to drink the spirit essence to see its effect, then we‘ll talk about that.”

“Mhm…” Lucy nodded, and both of them showed a worried look.

If Mandra hurt her brain during her ascension, she would become a tragedy of a wasted genius.

After leaving the St.

Jade Chamber, Chyntia did not stop elsewhere and directly returned to the Lawrence Manor.

That night, he entered the sixth floor of the Tower of Life and started refining weapons.

Through Stefan’s guidance today, Chyntia had clear insights on matters he did not understand before, and he also had more information on the actual practice.

After preparing all the needed materials, Chyntia started with the first step of weapon refinement, scraping.

Another more common term for that was extraction.

During weapon refinement, the most basic raw materials needed could be extracted by melting and breaking down a sharp weapon.

At that moment, Chyntia was doing that.

Now that he had a seventh-grade Blazing Spear, then his initial third-grade Silver Scales Spear was unnecessary, and he could break it down and extract the necessary material needed to upgrade the Blazing Spear.

There was a massive furnace used for melting sharp weapons on the sixth floor.

After caressing the Silver Scales Spear a few times, Chyntia resolutely threw it into the furnace.

Then, with a bang, the furnace door closed.

Soon, a muffled sound came from inside.

About an hour later, the door suddenly opened, and a gust of heatwave surged out.

Then, two fist-sized, red, hot square objects slid out of the furnace.

Chyntia knew that those were the materials obtained through melting and breaking down the Silver Scales Spear, refined iron.

Refined iron was one of the most basic raw materials in refining weapons, and the utilization rate was the highest.

‘The extraction of a third-grade sharp weapon only gave me two pieces of refined iron.

Thankfully, I purchased enough in the Oceans Chamber of Commerce.’ Chyntia thought.

As the seventh-grade Blazing Weapon would be upgraded to the eighth-grade, it was considered a high-level upgrade, so the amount of refined iron required would naturally be higher too.

Previously, Chyntia followed Stefan’s advice and bought fifty pieces of refined iron in case of emergency.

Then, after cooling down the refined iron that he just extracted, Chyntia took the two heavy iron lumps into another furnace and added other necessary materials, metal twine, fossil, dragon glass, and so on.

The materials he threw inside the furnace were needed for weapon refinement, but Chyntia felt as if he threw his fedulings into the fire.

Moreover, those materials might appear less, but Chyntia spent almost 40000 fedulings on them!

“You must turn out successful, and your strength must be greatly increased! Otherwise, you’re just going to let my forty thousand fedulings investment go down the drain!” Chyntia placed the Blazing

Spear into the furnace, and then he gnashed his teeth as he closed the furnace door.

After a while, the surrounding area of the furnace was red from the heat, and at the same time, it radiated boiling heat.

Even with his current body’s state, Chyntia could feel his skin hurting from the heat.

“There’s nothing for me to do anymore.

The furnace that Mother left for me doesn’t seem to be like an ordinary one that requires someone to look after the fire, and everything is controlled by the furnace itself.”

Chyntia took a look at the two simple furnaces and thought, “It seems that these two aren’t ordinary goods.”

Forging and tempering of a sharp weapon required a certain amount of time, and Stefan told Chyntia before that it would take about five days to upgrade a seventh-grade sharp weapon to eighth-grade.

Hence, Chyntia naturally did not need to keep guard at the furnace for the next few days.

Instead, he went to the Time Warp Zone, took some blood essence, and practiced his martial skills.

Two days passed by just like that.

On the third morning, Chyntia practiced the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows in the Time Warp Zone.

Two days might have passed outside, but that was almost seven days in the Time Warp Zone.

Using these seven days, coupled with the help of fifty bottles of blood essence, Chyntia mastered the Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows’ six-star footwork, Merak.

In an instant, there seemed to be more than 20 black afterimages in the Time Warp Zone, and they were constantly moving and changing their positions.

They did not appear real, as if they were ghosts, making people terrified.

The next second, following a loud blast, the 20 afterimages gathered together, forming Mozart.

At the same time, Chyntia’s long-awaited blow blasted out violently.

“The Strangulation of an Angered Dragon!”

With a bang, his fingers smacked at the stone statue’s head.

There was also a sudden movement in the air, like a rapidly gushing water wave, rushing forward.

Soon, a loud crackling sound could be heard.

About seven other stone statues behind that one immediately exploded into pieces, and they were shattered into dust from above their waists.

“Not bad.” Seeing this scene, Chyntia was satisfied.

At that time, he suddenly sensed something.

It was from the Tower of Life’s sixth floor.

“It’s done!”

It was faster by half the time he expected, and Chyntia was surprised and delighted.

Then, he quickly rushed to the sixth floor.

While stepping onto the floor, the furnace door was slowly opening amidst the rumbling roar.

Next, among the fiery red light, a blinding sharp light burst out from the furnace.