After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

The old man just frowned slightly and explained softly: "Your Highness, your physical condition is currently completely unable to withstand such a strong mental power and spells at once, so it can only be done in batches. On the first day, plunder the mental power, and on the second day, plunder the luck. After Your Highness has completely digested these, you can plunder the spells."

The eldest prince was immediately displeased when he heard this. He turned around, stared at Lin Jiayan, and sneered: "I can't bear it? What a joke! How strong can a filth with impure blood be!"

"Your Highness..."

"Alright! Got it! I'll plunder in three batches!"

"But..."

The eldest prince narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Jiayan, and suddenly there was a trace of greed: "I want to take away his spell first!"

Lin Jiayan raised his eyebrows, obviously having expected this, but he remained silent throughout, as if he was not at all surprised by the eldest prince's decision.

The old man was stunned for a moment and immediately dissuaded him: "Your Highness, no! If you take away the spell first, you will..."

"I am the heir of the sorcerer family! You are just my servant. What qualifications do you have to interfere with my decision?"

The eldest prince snorted coldly, with murderous intent clearly on his gloomy face. The old man gritted his teeth, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he did not stop him anymore and just let him go.

"I will first take away his spell and then trample Priss under my feet! He even dared to mock me a few days ago! How outrageous! I am the eldest prince! There is no way he can be the heir!"

The evil in the eyes of the eldest prince became more and more intense. He roared and cursed: "A second-in-command relies on his followers to act so presumptuously in front of me! When I take away the spell tomorrow, I will let him know that as long as I am here, he will have no chance of taking the position of heir!"

After saying this, he stretched out his hand to signal the old man. The old man sighed and shook his head and could only put a square metal patterned box in the eldest prince's palm.

When the box approached Lin Jiayan, it suddenly emitted a strong black light. Lin Jiayan suddenly felt his breathing stagnate and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

There was a slight chattering sound from his teeth, and he lowered his eyes with difficulty without saying a word. The tearing and peeling feeling on his body became more and more intense, as if there were a pair of hands constantly tearing at his flesh, wanting to tear off the skin and flesh together.

Lin Jiayan's arms instantly became bulging with veins, and his mouth was filled with a fishy-sweet taste, but he was still unwilling to let out a scream. The pain of the curse that had accompanied him for more than 20 years being stripped away all at once was as painful as having a layer of skin peeled off from his body.

"Well…"

Lin Jiayan managed to stay awake and didn't want to faint from the pain. He didn't want to show weakness to the Haitian nobles, even if he had to fight back. He didn't want to cry out when everything was stripped away from him while he was awake.

The old man saw the pain that Lin Jiayan was enduring and actually showed a hint of admiration in his eyes. This kind of soul-piercing pain of being stripped away was simply not something that ordinary people could endure, but Lin Jiayan did not make a sound and was even completely awake.

The peeling lasted for half an hour. Blood was oozing from the corners of Lin Jiayan's mouth. He didn't even have the strength to breathe. The rise and fall of his chest was so weak that it seemed like he would stop breathing completely in the next second.

"Your Highness, that's enough. You can't remove all the spells at once..."

"Just shut up! It's your turn to discipline me!"

The eldest prince was not going to listen to all this. At this moment, he was focusing on this powerful spell. The moment the spell was removed, he felt a shock he had never felt before. The eldest prince's eyes were full of jealousy.

How can a half-blooded bastard possess such a powerful spell! If his spell is so powerful... then how terrifying is his mental power...

I am not even as good as a piece of trash! I have to rely on him as a petri dish to help me get to the top! It's an insult!

But think about it another way, if he stripped away his spell, it would be a sure thing for him to become the heir! By then, not to mention the second prince Priss, no one in his generation would be his opponent!

The sorcerer family can only be inherited by him!

Others...don’t even think about it!

It was not until the bloody aura emanating from Lin Jiayan became fainter and fainter that the box seemed to have absorbed enough of the spell and stopped spinning.

"Tsk... gone?"

The eldest prince played with the square box gently and then put it away with satisfaction. Lin Jiayan was already pale by now, his breathing was extremely weak, and his beautiful eyes were misty. Combined with his charming face, it actually made people feel pity for him.

The eldest prince then noticed that the mixed-blood trash he had been talking about was extremely beautiful. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch Lin Jiayan's chin to force him to look at him. His fingers were covered with sweat, but he didn't find it disgusting at all.

Lin Jiayan's breath was trembling. The several layers of spell seals on his body made him unable to resist at all. What's more, he had lost all his spells and was almost at the mercy of others.

The eldest prince laughed and gently stroked Lin Jiayan's chin with his fingertips. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This bastard is so good-looking that you can tell at a glance that he inherited the looks of our Haitian white people. It's a pity that he is a man, otherwise I wouldn't mind..."

"He is so handsome, I wonder how stunning the Haitian noblewoman who gave birth to him must be..."

The eldest prince showed a lewd smile. He pinched Lin Jiayan's cheek fiercely and said word by word: "I really want to try the feeling of being able to give birth to such a bastard..."

Lin Jiayan narrowed his eyes dangerously when he heard that. The eldest prince was not aware of Lin Jiayan's movements at all and just felt a little pity that such a beautiful face belonged to a man.

He was completely unaware of the light dancing in Lin Jiayan's amber pupils. He just suddenly felt dizzy and then fell to the ground exhausted.

"Your Highness!!"

"Who do you think you are..."

Lin Jiayan's voice was as cold and sinister as a Rakshasa from hell. He was clearly sealed by several layers of spells and deprived of all spells, but the deterrent power he brought was so strong.

"You have to rob others to get the throne..."

"Even if I don't have any spells, I can still rely on my mental strength..."

"Kill! You!"

The old man quickly helped up the half-dead eldest prince who was lying on the ground. Fortunately, he was just fainted by the powerful mental force. He couldn't help feeling a little cold in his heart.

How strong is he... that he can still use mind control even after losing his spell...

If it weren't for the blood curse placed on him since childhood, this mixed-blood bastard would have caused chaos in Haiti by now.

Fortunately, this terrifying person was controlled before he developed...

Lin Jiayan stared at the two men grimly and then said coldly: "I still say the same thing. If you push me to the limit, I will fight to the death. You also know that if you only take away the spell without the support of mental power, then what you take away will be useless!"

"If you want me to cooperate with you and let me be a petri dish obediently, then the premise is that you cooperate with me first!"

"Don't think that you can control my life by casting a blood curse. I, Lin Jiayan, will never let anyone control me!"

Lin Jiayan suddenly chuckled and looked at the two of them mockingly: "You don't really think I'm a trapped beast now, do you?"

"I advise you to take what you need and stop, otherwise..."

Lin Jiayan hadn't finished his words but the old man had already got goose bumps. He lifted up the unconscious eldest prince and was about to run away, but Lin Jiayan called him coldly.

"Hey…"

"Remove the spell that binds me. If you want me to cooperate, you must cooperate with me."

"I don't want to be tied up like this all night. If I don't sleep well..."

The old man suddenly froze and was forced to temporarily remove the curse on Lin Jiayan's hands and body.

After doing all this, he left in a panic. The moment he saw the door closed, Lin Jiayan finally spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

He whimpered softly. The backlash from the curse that took away all of his power at once was so severe that it was like an organ you were born with being removed bit by bit in front of you with a knife without anesthesia...

"Cough...cough..."

Lin Jiayan just breathed a sigh of relief when he immediately spat out another mouthful of blood. He curled up on the ground in pain and twitched slightly.

He had endured for so long because he didn't want to show weakness in front of this group of nobles...

Mo Jinan wouldn't let him show weakness in front of the white people in Haiti... He had to obey...