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.

go so

straight into the other man‘s eyes, smiling lightly, “Aa piece of hemlock-like this sells for sixty spirit stones on the

extra twenty I am paying because your forgery skills have colored me

pretty

fat cultivator’s

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

cut the man off, “I was referring to

fat

was some pretty impressive

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

can get away

let you off

stones and this whole ordeal

to the size of peas with how hard he glared

answer Caspian, but his expression was

sure you wanna say no? Alright, then.” Caspian cleared

while raising the hemlock in the air,

The fat

thing he expected was that Caspian would

an unofficial gathering of individual cultivators, but

that swindling was allowed, but only if

be

were difficult to come by, after

across, and thus there was no point in

if someone were to be caught for it

of market it was, or if it was

sort of gathering or union valued

no one would want to come to the market to trade anymore,

trading, the market would not

to

the fat cultivator’s actions were coming

all the cultivators

cultivator’s face

flew to his stall in a manner not unlike that of a

you! Alright, I’ll do what you want!

profit on

long knew that the man

Caspian put the hemlock away

to wander around the

that quickly upon stepping

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

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