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 that he came

say 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 hemlock-like this sells for sixty

am paying because your forgery skills have colored

of honesty, I’m pretty sure you

cultivator’s

trying to say? How will I know you

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

fat cultivator‘s expression

some

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

they can get away with

you off

whole ordeal comes to an

to the size of peas

Caspian, but his expression was comprehensive enough

wanna say no? Alright, then.”

hemlock in

fat cultivator

last thing he expected was that Caspian would expose the

an unofficial gathering of individual cultivators, but it was not without

swindling was allowed,

got caught, you would be heavily punished by the other

for individual cultivators were difficult to come

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

someone were to be caught for

what kind of market it was, or if it was

of gathering or union valued pride

slightest bit damaged, no one would want to come to

not be able to

its founders sustain themselves to

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

gazes of all the cultivators around zeroed

fat cultivator’s

flew to his stall in a manner not unlike that

I’ll do

down! You made a profit on this trade, you

that the man would

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

wander around

the things he wanted that quickly upon stepping into the market

the Ganoderma Lucidum and the hemlock, but Caspian stopped to look

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