Novel Name : The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1202

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“Do you really want this?” Caspian held the crane feather with two fingers and confirmed it again.

“Woo…” Little Candy lay on the ground, its big eyes fixed on the crane feather, and it pleaded.

At this moment, Little Candy‘s performance had already shown that the reason why it arched toward
him before was because of this crane feather.

However, Caspian really couldn’t figure out what the crane feather could do to the little tiger.

“Then go ahead…”

With a flick of Caspian’s fingertip, the crane feather immediately floated toward Little Candy vertically
and then stopped in front of the tiger face.

Then he waited to see what the little tiger would do to the crane feather.

Little Candy neither ate it nor played with it.

It circled around the crane feather a few times, and a thoughtful look appeared in its eyes. Yes,
Caspian also straightened up in surprise at this moment.

That was because he was sure that the look in Little Candy’s tiger eyes was indeed thinking.

Before that, Little Candy had never shown such an expression.

The only possibility was that its spiritual intelligence had grown again.

And it was a great improvement

‘Could it be because of the activating of its ancient bloodline?’ Caspian’s eyes were filled with
excitement and anticipation.



Caspian was certain that Bone-refining Essence Silkworms had worked on Little Candy.

But if it was just the change in strength and momentum, Caspian felt a little unwilling.

Because of the change in strength and momentum, he believed that as long as he washed the marrow
of Little Candy in the future and kept refining its body, this change would happen sooner or later.

Since one could achieve the same effect as one continued to refine one’s body, how could one display
the uniqueness of Bone-refining Essence Silkworms?

But now it seemed that Bone-refining Essence Silkworms were indeed the magic medicine that the
demon clan had been looking forward to.

Looking at Little Candy that was circling around the crane feather, Caspian smiled like an old father.

After a while, Little Candy stopped.

It opened its bloody mouth to the crane feather.

“Eat it?” Caspian was alarmed.

Then he saw a red light coming out of Little Candy’s mouth.

It was a fist-sized, blood-red ball.

As soon as the ball appeared, a strong vigor surged in all directions.

In the depths of the red light, a vague image could be seen.

Even though one couldn’t see this image clearly, an archaic, majestic, enormous, and bloodthirsty aura
rushed over.



It was as if an ancient vicious god was suppressing it, making one shiver in fear.

“Demonic Core!” Caspian‘s breathing stopped for a moment, and a look of disbelief and ecstasy
appeared on his face.

Little Candy actually condensed a demonic pill!

Moreover, feeling the momentum of the demonic core, he was more sure that White Tiger Blood
Essence in Little Candy’s body was dozens of times more condensed than before!

As for demonic cores, cultivators had dantians, zombies had corpse cores, and demons had demonic
cores.

Although these three things had different names, their functions were the same.

They all had the source of power.

It was a performance at the level of power.

It was just like an official of the government who had to have an official rank.

Demons’ Demonic Core was equivalent to an official rank, which represented a huge gap between
them and the ordinary demons.

It was obvious that Little Candy’s Demonic Core had only been refined recently.

But the frightening power made people feel as if they were facing an extremely powerful fierce beast.

Since the foundation was already like this, the upper limit of the future was simply unimaginable.

Although Caspian was excited at the moment, he did not disturb Little Candy.



Because he could feel that Little Candy seemed to have entered a critical stage at this moment.

The demonic core kept coming in and out of Little Candy’s mouth.

Every time Little Candy spat it out, the demonic core would circle around the crane feather.

Caspian gradually saw the change of the crane feather as it slowly turned round.

With every turn of the Demonic Core, a small part of the Crane Feather would be dyed red.

It seemed that Little Candy was not absorbing the crane feather, but changing it with demonic core.

This process was very slow, and it also took a lot of effort.

However, Caspian was next to Little Candy, accompanying it.

The color of the crane feather was dyed red from the tip to the end.

It took two days.

In the end, Little Candy was gasping for breath.

The ground under its feet was soaked in sweat, and its body was trembling slightly.

It also understood that everything it had done before was preparation.

If it gave up now, all its previous efforts would be in vain.

The Demonic Core was spat out again, suspended above the crane feather, and then suddenly fell
down.

At the moment when the demonic core and the crane feather touched, a circle of light spread out from
the place where they touched.



Caspian seemed to hear the sound of glass shattering.

There was a slight click.

When he fixed his eyes on it again, he saw that the crane feather had cracked.

It was covered with fine cracks.

“Shattered?” Caspian was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, the crane feather that were dyed red immediately exploded, turning into a hazy
haze of light.

A look of excitement appeared in Little Candy’s tired eyes.

It pounced forward, opened its mouth, and took a deep breath. Instantly, the Demonic Core and the red
mist were both sucked into its mouth.

Caspian held his breath and looked forward to the change of Little Candy without blinking.

What he had seen reality did not disappoint him.

Not long after Little Candy swallowed the light fog, the fur on its shoulders began to move up.

From the looks of it, it seemed that something was about to come out of the hole.

And there was one on each shoulder, which was quite symmetrical.

Caspian was worried, but when he saw that Little Candy did not show any pain, he was relieved and
continued to observe.

It was as if there was a pair of horns.



But soon, he found that he was wrong.

Because the horns were getting bigger and bigger, nearly ten feet long.

After a while, Caspian figured out what it was from its outline.

But he still found it hard to believe.

“No way… This is a little exaggerated…”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two long horns stretched out.

The white feathers moved slightly.

It was a pair of huge wings!

“Tiger… It has wings?!” Caspian’s eyes widened.

At this moment, Little Candy also turned its big head to look at its wings.

Then it squatted on the ground and tried to scratch the root of its wings by retreating.

After scratching it a few times and finding that it was quite energetic, Little Candy’s eyes showed a
satisfied look.

Then it turned its head and looked at Caspian.

The tiger’s face was full of pride.

With a pair of large wings flapping rhythmically, Little Candy seemed to be saying, “Am I very powerful?
Come on, praise me, praise me!”

“Can you really fly?” After thinking for a while, Caspian couldn’t help asking.



Little Candy immediately whined with dissatisfaction.

It seemed that it was quite dissatisfied with Caspian’s doubts.

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