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.

was not going to let it go so easily now

straight into the other man‘s eyes, smiling lightly, “Aa piece of hemlock-like

twenty I am paying because your

of honesty, I’m pretty sure you

cultivator’s

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

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

Caspian’s words, the fat cultivator‘s expression

some pretty impressive

veteran scammers,” Caspian smiled, “I know

get away

let you off

and this whole ordeal

shrunk to the size of peas with how hard

did not answer Caspian, but his expression was comprehensive enough

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

hemlock in the air, ”Check this

fat cultivator

he expected was that Caspian would

an unofficial gathering of individual

was allowed, but

you got caught, you would be

for individual cultivators were difficult to

thus

the market turned a blind eye to it, but if someone were to be caught for it they would be punished out

not matter what kind of market it was, or if it was a market at

sort of gathering or union valued

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

the market would not be

would its founders sustain themselves to fund

were coming in

of all the cultivators around zeroed

fat cultivator’s

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

up, you! Alright, I’ll do what you want!

profit on this trade,

long knew that the man would

paying the cultivator eighty spirit stones, Caspian put

wander around the

to get one of the things he wanted that quickly upon stepping into the market put Caspian

set out that time for the Ganoderma Lucidum and the hemlock, but Caspian stopped to look at other things that he thought he would need

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