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.

we do accept inscription

you

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

and he widened his eyes in surprise as he

you accept inscriptions

shops outside or

was necessary to prepare for emergencies, and on the other hand, it was also essential to stock up on

were not

out inscriptions?” The shopkeeper was stunned, but soon he regained his senses, and his

nor an apprentice, he was responsible for the inscriptions booth in the Oceans

was also

being personally entertained by the manager behind, had also failed many times before

shopkeeper’s first reaction was that Nirina was

his brows, hinting

the three pieces of

there was light floating on its surface, and

indeed an

these were

instantly became

believe that

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

them himself as it would

to brag just to get an outsider’s attention,

thought that such a thought was

that, the shopkeeper felt as if he unraveled the

“Three pieces of level

fedulings, I can round

What do you think?”

“It’s low…” Nirina frowned.

offered was much lower than what he

all, the cost for these three pieces of

even failed twice, and he must

would not gain much profit if they went with the

added, “I know that the weight inscription you’re selling

can still earn at

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly.

that the weight inscriptions we’re selling are drawn

prices

do