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

you off your living,” Caspian stared straight into the other

I am paying because your forgery

of honesty, I’m pretty

fat cultivator’s

say? How will I know you won’t

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

the fat cultivator‘s expression

some pretty

me fooled, you two must be veteran scammers,” Caspian smiled, “I know I look pretty

they can get away with walking all over

you

this whole

shrunk to the size of peas with how hard he glared

did not answer Caspian, but his expression was

say no?

cried out loud while raising the hemlock in the air, ”Check this out,

The fat cultivator

last thing he expected was that Caspian would

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

was that swindling was allowed, but only

be heavily punished by

cultivators were difficult

come across, and thus there was no point in trying to

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 pride and reputation

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

would not be able to carry

its founders sustain themselves to fund the resources

was, the fat cultivator’s actions were coming in the way of the floating market’s business

gazes of all the cultivators around zeroed in on

cultivator’s

flew to his stall in a manner not unlike that of a giant boulder, glaring

up, you! Alright, I’ll do what

made a profit on this

that

paying the cultivator eighty spirit stones, Caspian put the hemlock away under his

to wander

that quickly upon stepping into the market put Caspian considerably

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

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