The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 560

“Impossible!” the fat cultivator cried out as he ground his teeth.

The smile that was on his face long vanished.

Since he was sniffed out, there was no need to pretend anymore.

“You won’t make a loss out of the eight spirit stones you’ll be able to profit.

I do want to buy this,” Caspian pointed at the hemlock, “I can tell it’s been struck by thunder before.

But, the part that’s been passed through the flames of lightning only makes up this much.

That‘s barely a fifth of the wood.”

Caspian gestured accordingly, continuing.

“Also, you’ve meddled with this part right here.

I’d have to chop it off if I were to use it, which lowers the cost of it even further.

This piece of hemlock is worth at most sixty spirit stones on the market, and now I’m buying it off you for eighty.

I‘m also doing this because you forged it pretty well, what do you think?”

So, he saw through it.

That was the first thought that came to the fat cultivator’s head.

He was confused at how a trick of such finesse could have been foiled, but more than that he was embarrassed.

That embarrassment quickly turned into indignant rage.

“I’m only trying to make a living, kid.

You sure?” the fat cultivator sneered coldly.

Caspian did not fear him at all.

He planned to cut off all the unusable parts of the hemlock, using the remainder to cultivate his Eye of Instinct.

That was a plan Caspian was pretty pleased with.

Hemlock was easy to come across.

Hemlock that was passed through lightning? Significantly more difficult to come by.

not going to let it go so easily now that

straight into the other

extra twenty I am paying because your forgery skills have

I’m pretty sure you tried to swindle

cultivator’s

you trying to say? How will I

I was talking about,” Caspian cut the man off, “I was referring to the guy selling the

Caspian’s words, the fat

was some pretty impressive

be veteran scammers,” Caspian smiled, “I know I

they can get away with walking all over

you

and this whole ordeal comes

other man’s eyes shrunk to the size of peas

not answer Caspian, but his

sure you wanna say no? Alright, then.”

raising the hemlock

The fat cultivator

thing he expected was that Caspian would expose

was formed by an unofficial gathering of individual cultivators, but it

was that swindling was allowed,

would be heavily

were

knew what people you would come across, and thus there

founders of the market turned a blind eye to it, but if someone were to be caught for it they would be punished out of protection for the floating market’s

kind of market it was, or if it

sort of gathering or union valued pride and

the slightest bit damaged, no one would want to come to the market to

trading, the market would not be able to

themselves to fund the resources they needed

actions were coming in the way of

cultivators around zeroed

fat cultivator’s face

manner not unlike that of

Alright, I’ll do what you want!

down! You made a profit on

long knew that the man

paying the cultivator eighty spirit stones, Caspian put

continued to wander

of the things he wanted that quickly upon stepping into the market

set out that time for the Ganoderma Lucidum and the hemlock, but Caspian stopped to look at

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