The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Since they returned to Evergreen Town, Lydia locked himself in his small courtyard.

Unless James called for him, Lydia would not leave the room.

As Lydia purposely remained low-profile, the Lawrences gradually lost interest in him.

After all, he was not an official son-in-law of the family, so there was nothing much worth paying attention to.

Since there was no one bothering him, Lydia could conveniently practice.

Besides needing to show himself when the servant sent his meals, Lydia would be in the Time Warp Zone practicing hard at all times.

Other than that, Lydia would free some time and read the books that he borrowed to widen his knowledge.

At noon four days later, Lydia perspired profusely in the Time Warp Zone.

Then, just as when he was practicing the Bloodthirsty Spear Method, he suddenly felt something tugging his heartstrings.

Without hesitation, he stabbed the Silver Scales Spears onto the ground.

Then, he sat cross-legged and started meditating.

After a while, the sweats on his body seemed to have evaporated, turning into white mist and slowly rose.

Lydia’s chest was always rhythmically undulating at this time.

If one paid close attention, they could hear Lydia's blood flowing, and his heart was violently beating.

His blood flowed like a rushing stream, and his heart beating like a drum.

The whole process lasted about half a day.

Suddenly, Lydia screamed, and his bones made crisp crackling sounds like fireworks exploding. Then, Lydia opened his eyes, and it was as if the whole night sky was lit up.

“Fourth stage of the True Martial Realm! I've returned to the fourth stage!” Lydia leaped from the ground.

After carefully feeling his current state, Lydia smiled.

Since he left the hellhole prison half a year ago, Lydia finally returned to his initial True Martial Realm stage.

Moreover, he was even more powerful than before!

Next, Lydia clenched his fists, and he felt his arms roaring with strength.

“Although I've returned to the previous stage, my strength today is far stronger than it was before!" Lydia thought.

“It's such a shame that I've finished up the Sea-Breaker Beast's blood and Qi when I was recovering. If I want to strengthen my body after this, I can only use The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale to absorb the energy and essence when I'm eating.’

After pondering for a while, Lydia shook his head.

“Although the Lawrences provide me with three meals a day, those are still normal food, and the energy in them isn’t enough, let alone the spiritual Qi.

Thus, I must find my ways... But, food that's full of energy and spiritual Qi will need a hefty amount of money to purchase, and I don't have much money right now..."

At the thought of this, Lydia laughed bitterly.

“It seems that my expectation before was correct.

Faking my identity to enter the Lawrence family is only the beginning, and I'll face more problems in the future.

Moreover, my time's constrained.

If Fabian’s news before is true, then the news about the Lawrence family’s selection will be released soon.

I must make sure James thinks that I'm worthy of the Lawrence family’s nurturing before that.” Soon, Lydia shook his head and temporarily tossed away all these thoughts to the back of his head. Later, Lydia's eyes glistened with brilliant lights, and he walked up the stairs of the Tower of Life. Now that he returned to the fourth stage of the True Martial Realm, Lydia could finally enter the fifth floor of the Tower of Life and search for treasures.

Lydia was curious as to what type of treasure was awaiting him on the fifth floor.

When he reached the stone entrance, Lydia pushed the door open, and a loud sound rang.

In an instant, a colorful and bizarre ray of lights burst out.

However, it was soon calm again.

Lydia walked in and noticed that light spots were floating on the fifth floor.

There were dozens of light spots, and they were floating in midair in an orderly manner.

They were in different colors as if they were ice crystal flakes shining under the light.

"What are these?” Lydia was intrigued.

He then approached them to get a closer look.

There were lights in each of the light spots, and it glowed with mysterious colors.

The more Lydia looked at it, the more dumbfounded he was.

Nonetheless, Lydia felt that this floor and the floor with The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale were somewhat similar.

Therefore, after observing for a while, Lydia swiftly touched the first piece of the light spot.

Just as when his fingertip touched the light spot, it shook violently as if a massive force was tugging at it.

It entered Lydia's fingertips.

"Huh?" The next second, Lydia felt large pieces of information surging into his brain like a wave of rushing water.

The information was boundless and appeared to be many times more condensed than The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale.

Lydia instantly felt as if his head was about to explode, and he could not help but groan and fall to the ground as he curled himself into a ball, grinding his teeth.

Soon, his clothes were wet.

Nevertheless, the intense pain came and went away quickly.

Then, in the twinkling of an eye, it disappeared.

Lydia lay on the floor, and he could not help but wonder if what happened was just an illusion. However, he swiftly confirmed that the severe pain and influx of information were not an illusion as there was an extra memory that did not belong to him suddenly appeared in his mind.

The extra memory was related to the inscription skill he just learned about a few days ago, and it seemed to belong to a certain inscription master, showing his journey when he just entered the beginner's stage.

In other words, besides not having an experience, Lydia's understanding of inscription technique was far beyond ordinary warriors.

Furthermore, Lydia was confident that as long as he had the necessary equipment, he successfully engraved an inscription after a few times compared to other apprentices that needed dozens of trials and errors,

Then again, Lydia also understood that this memory he just absorbed was only relatively rudimentary, and the more profound knowledge should be stored in the rest of the light spots. Having said that, Lydia did not dare to simply give it a try as the pain was too intense just now. “The rest of the memories on the inscription skills must be higher than the current one.

I almost passed out from the most basic information.

If I do it again, there's a possibility that I'll ruin my head.

I should take it slow and gradually increase my skills before getting the next memory.

Moreover, this memory appears to differ from what Fabian told me.

He said a weapon could only be inscribed if it were at least middle-rank.

But, it doesn’t seem to be so based on this inheritance, and so long as it's a weapon, it can be engraved, Why are there two conflicting views?”

Lydia could not make sense of it for now, and he could only get the answer by inscribing the pattern now.

Furthermore, as long as Lydia had the materials, he was sure that he could successfully carve the pattern after a few tries.

The only problem was... He did not have any material not any money to purchase them.

“I bet when mother placed the information on the inscription techniques, she would've never expected that I won't have the money to buy the necessary materials now.” Lydia smiled wryly as he touched his nose.