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.

going to let it go

into the other man‘s eyes, smiling lightly, “Aa piece of

because your forgery skills have colored me

pretty sure you tried to swindle

fat cultivator’s

to say? How will I know you won’t return to

was talking about,” Caspian cut the man off, “I

words, the fat cultivator‘s expression darkened even

some

veteran scammers,” Caspian

people think they can get away

let you off

and this whole

man’s eyes shrunk to the size of peas with

Caspian, but his expression

sure you wanna say no?

cried out loud while raising the hemlock in the air,

fat cultivator

he expected was that Caspian

gathering of individual

them was that swindling was allowed, but only if you got away with

you got caught, you would be heavily punished by

were difficult

would come across, and thus there was no point in trying to ban scamming or

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

did not matter what kind of market it was, or if it was

gathering or union valued pride and

one would want to come to the market to trade anymore,

trading, the market would not be able to

its founders sustain themselves to fund the resources they

coming in the way of the

all the cultivators around zeroed in on

cultivator’s face

to his stall in a manner not unlike that of a

Alright, I’ll do what

a profit on this trade, you

long knew that the

spirit stones, Caspian put the hemlock away under his

continued to wander around the

one of the things he wanted that quickly upon stepping into the market put Caspian considerably at

for the Ganoderma Lucidum and the hemlock, but Caspian stopped to look at other

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