Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 556

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Ozul was spiteful for a reason.

He used to have a delicate and feminine feature, and he was always proud of it.

Nothing was more precious to him other than his looks.

However, his face was heavily disfigured by the bomb that was set up by Caspian.

Even though he managed to recover physically, thanks to his powerful abilities as a capable cultivator,
the explosion did cause him to suffer a great deal.

His meridian was harmed, causing his face unable to recover fully.

Half of Ozul’s cheeks were rough like orange skin.

For him, having a mutilated face was worse than death itself.

He made an oath to seek vengeance on the disciples of Heavenly Stars Sect, making sure they never
see the light of day ever again.

Standing next to Ozul was Liliana.

She looked calm, but a frozen rage pierced through her eyes, sending chills down one’s spine.

The damage brought by Caspian and Xander upon Ozul was mostly surface level.

Lilian on the other hand, woke up with excruciating pain every night.

Her body was perforated by swords and blasted by explosives, causing profound damage to her
meridian.

Despite evading death and recovering from her injuries, Lilian’s body was still not healed.



The internal damage she suffered brought an immeasurable pain to her abdomen, like burning metal
rods snarling at her insides.

The spot where it hurt the most was where Xander pierced through with his sword.

“I’ll make it if I finish off every one of the Heavenly Stars Sect this time, no exception!” Lilian swore
silently to the Gods.

Silence fell upon both of them as they watched the blizzard from a distance.

After a long, pregnant pause, a dazzling beam of light struck upon their eyes.

A bright ball of crimson glow drew closer as it flew toward them.

It stood out like a sore eye amongst the monochrome musings of the pitch-black clouds and moon
shone mountains.

They realized moments later after rubbing their eyes clear, that the crimson ball was just a cultivator
with long, red hair.

The cultivator galloped through the snow with great speed, giving the illusion of a ball of red light.

“It’s him!” Lilian’s brows knotted as she recognized the red-haired cultivator, throwing a knowing gaze
toward Ozul.

“How did he know we’re here?” Ozul’s face darkened as his gaze pierced with doubt and caution.

Even though they were under the same leader, they each had their duties and rarely crossed paths
with each other.

Not to mention how the red-haired cultivator was notorious for being a bit of an odd duck.



He was called a lunatic by most.

Being found by him at that critically sensitive timing was the last thing Ozul and Lilian wished for.

The red-haired cultivator appeared to be oblivious to their feelings.

He approached in a welcoming manner and laughed, “Haha! Ozul and Lilian, here you guys are!”

His voice echoed through the mountains, breaking its silence.

The mountains rumbled and murmured in response.

“Ozul and Lilian…“

“Here you…“

“You guys…“

“Are…”

At that moment, Ozul, Lilian, and the rest of the cultivators inside the cave perked up anxiously.

“Sh*t the hell up! You’re exposing our whereabouts, who’s going to take accountability if the plan fails?”

“Since it’s your plan, you’ll be responsible!” The red-haired cultivator exclaimed as he hopped mid-air
and landed heavily like a rock with a loud thud.

The snowy ground rumbled, sending a vibration through everyone’s hearts.

They watched carefully, fearing their lives from the avalanche.

“F*ck off!” Ozul was thoroughly annoyed by his nonchalant demeanor.



“Oh, you want me to fuck off?” The red-haired cultivator crossed his arms as he chuckled coldly.

“Seeing as you’re worried sick, let me do you a favor.

Before you arrived, I scouted the area thoroughly.

There’s not a single soul within a hundred miles from here.

Unlike you guys, no one sane would want to hang out in this godforsaken mountain at this hour!”

“Do you have any common sense?!” Lilian huffed coldly.

”This is an important mission, if something goes wrong because of your carelessness, do you think
you’ll be spared?” She continued.

“Ugh, what a bore!” The red-haired cultivator pursed his lips.

“Aren’t you gonna let me in? I come here bearing good news.”

Ozul and Lilian were confused by the man’s fleeting temperament.

After exchanging a knowing gaze, they each stood aside, letting the red-haired cultivator into the cave.

They let him in not because they were touched by his words, they did it out of fear for what that lunatic
might do if they were to reject him.

It would have been troublesome if they came to a disagreement.

The red-haired cultivator waltzed into the cave and scanned its surroundings.

“Ha, what a motley crowd!” He said upon entering the cave, turning everyone’s faces dark.



The people gathered by Ozul and Lilian were practitioners of dark cultivation.

As its name suggested, dark cultivation was not of proper cultivation teachings and gateways.

Which meant the cultivators who practiced it were of unstable temperaments.

Upon hearing the humiliating words, the dark cultivators stood on their feet one by one, their eyes
darkened with rage as they glared at the red-haired man.

The red-haired man did not seem to care at all, he stood with his arms crossed, pointing at the crowds
with a grin on his face.

“Please don’t tell these are the sort of people you gathered in a year? Look at these people, they’re all
repulsive! Are you sure they’re capable of helping you?”

“We judge cultivators by their abilities, not their looks!” Ozul spat, summoning all his will to suppress his
boiling rage.

“But this is not going to work!” The red-haired cultivator shook his head.

“The both of you have let me down.

I thought you’d be filled with anger and motivation to seek vengeance since the incident.

I can’t believe how placid you are right now.”

He said with pursed lips, his sighs and nonchalant demeanor added fuel to the fire, lighting the crowd
ablaze with fury.

“Hey, kid, which motley crowd were you referring to?” A man with a top hat huffed coldly as he stood in
front of the red-haired cultivator, his face drained of blood as he exuded an eerie aura.



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