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 inscription

are you

not selling materials, but inscriptions.” Then, Nirina took out the three weight inscriptions he prepared and patted them in front

The shopkeeper’s plump cheeks shook, and he widened his eyes in surprise as

inscriptions here?” Nirina

shops outside or Oceans Chamber of Commerce,

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

not

successfully drawn out inscriptions?” The shopkeeper was

not an inscription master nor an apprentice, he was responsible for the inscriptions booth in

was also knowledgeable

the most gifted person in inscriptions, who was currently being personally entertained by

first reaction was that

and just raised his brows, hinting at the shopkeeper to

the shopkeeper took the three pieces of weight inscriptions with

light floating on

indeed an

that these were indeed inscriptions,

instantly

that Nirina drew

only possibility was he found a few inscriptions

he said he drew them himself as it would be a

acted on his impulse and decided to brag just

that such a thought

he thought of that, the shopkeeper

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

piece for two hundred and sixty fedulings, I can round it up to eight hundred fedulings for all three

What do you think?”

“It’s low…” Nirina frowned.

much lower than what he

the cost for these three pieces of weight inscriptions was almost

Nirina even failed twice, and he must consider those

gain much profit if they went

one thousand,” Nirina added, “I know that the weight inscription you’re selling here’s more than four hundred fedulings per

earn at least one hundred

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly.

weight inscriptions we’re selling are drawn by our inscription apprentices, some by the masters

the prices are naturally

best I can do