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 so easily now

it again, I’m not trying to cheat you off your living,” Caspian stared straight into the other man‘s eyes, smiling lightly, “Aa piece of

extra twenty I am paying because your forgery

a matter of honesty, I’m pretty sure you tried to swindle me

cultivator’s expression

will I know you won’t return

that’s not what I was talking about,” Caspian cut the man off, “I was referring to the guy selling the paintings

Caspian’s words, the fat cultivator‘s expression darkened even

was some pretty

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

think they can get

let you off

this whole ordeal comes to

eyes shrunk to the size of peas with how

answer Caspian, but his expression was comprehensive enough

no? Alright,

loud while raising the hemlock in the air,

fat cultivator

last thing he expected was that Caspian

formed by an unofficial gathering of individual

them was that swindling was allowed, but only if

you would be heavily punished by the

were difficult to come

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

founders of the market turned a blind eye to it, but if someone were to be caught for

not matter what kind of market it

gathering or union

no one would want to come to the

would not

would its founders sustain themselves to fund the resources they needed

were coming in the way of the floating market’s

the cultivators around

cultivator’s face

a manner not unlike that of

you! Alright, I’ll do what

a profit on

knew that the man

the cultivator eighty spirit stones, Caspian

continued to wander around

of the things he wanted that quickly upon stepping

but Caspian stopped to

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