The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

When Nirina walked out of the shop, he held the 200 fedulings and a bag of Sweet Nothings, which was a good spiritual tea that he extorted from the shopkeeper.

When Nirina drank the spiritual tea, he thought it was extraordinary.

Nirina inquired about the tea, and he found out that those tea leaves were plucked from a plantation in the sect’s territories.

Hence, it was naturally nourished with spiritual Qi, and it was far from comparable to ordinary tea leaves.

Each tea leaf contained subtle spiritual Qi, so when one brewed and drank it, it would help with concentration, useful for cultivation.

It was also why one small bag of tea leaves would cost 30 fedulings.

Now that Nirina saw it, the tea leaves were naturally Nirina‘s.

Regardless of how much it pained the shopkeeper, Nirina still left the shop feeling satisfied.

Now that the troublesome scimitars are traded for fedulings that he urgently needed, Nirina was relieved.

He once again found a hidden alley, and after making sure that there was no one around, Nirina rubbed the few specific spots on his face.

Soon, Nirina returned to his original appearance.

Then, he took out the Silver Scales Spear and made his way to the Oceans Chamber of Commerce.

Yesterday, Nirina saw a gorgeous carriage pulled by six crimson-horned unicorns stopped in front of the Oceans Chamber of Commerce.

However, it was no longer there today, and the Oceans Chamber of Commerce’s entrance returned to its usual quietness.

It was as if nothing happened yesterday.

Nirina was unbothered.

After entering the Oceans Chamber of Commerce, he directly walked toward the booth where he purchased the inscription items yesterday.

The person that greeted Nirina was still the plump shopkeeper yesterday.

When he noticed it was Nirina again, the shopkeeper forced a smile.

“You’re here again.

What do you want to buy today?”

“I’m not here to buy but to sell,” Nirina answered.

The shopkeeper was stunned, but he soon nodded.

Yes, we do accept

you planning to

inscriptions.” Then, Nirina took out the three weight inscriptions he prepared and patted

he widened his eyes

inscriptions

shops outside or Oceans

and

inscriptions were not

you saying… After you went back yesterday, you‘ve successfully drawn out inscriptions?” The shopkeeper was stunned, but soon he regained his senses, and his tone was filled

master nor an apprentice, he was responsible for the inscriptions booth

the shopkeeper was

being personally entertained by the manager behind, had also failed many times before finally succeeding when he

reaction was that

his brows,

took the three pieces of weight inscriptions

there was light floating on its surface,

was indeed

under closer inspection, the shopkeeper was sure that these were indeed inscriptions, and they were the level one middle-rank weight

shopkeeper instantly

not believe that

only possibility was he found a few inscriptions somewhere, so he was here to

said he drew them himself as it would be a

young man acted on his impulse and decided to brag just to get an outsider’s attention, hoping that

such a thought was

the shopkeeper

on it, the shopkeeper said, “Three pieces of level one

sixty fedulings, I can round it up to eight hundred fedulings for

What do you think?”

“It’s low…” Nirina frowned.

price offered was much

the cost for these three pieces of weight

even failed twice, and he must consider those

if they

know that the weight inscription you’re selling here’s more than four hundred

can still earn at least one hundred

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly.

that the weight inscriptions we’re selling are

the prices

can do