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.

let it go so easily now that he came across

off your living,” Caspian stared straight into the other man‘s eyes, smiling lightly, “Aa piece of hemlock-like this sells for sixty spirit

I am paying because your forgery

for a matter of honesty, I’m pretty sure you

fat cultivator’s

to say? How will I know you

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

the fat cultivator‘s expression darkened

some pretty

scammers,” Caspian

get away with

you

stones and this whole

eyes shrunk to the size of peas with how hard he glared

not answer Caspian, but his expression was

wanna say no? Alright, then.”

while raising the hemlock in the air,

fat cultivator

thing he expected was that Caspian would expose

was formed by an unofficial gathering of

allowed, but only if you

got caught, you would be heavily punished by

cultivators were difficult to

would come across, and thus there was no point in

eye to it, but if someone were to

did not matter what kind of market it was, or if it

sort of gathering or union valued pride and reputation

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

would not be able

themselves to fund the resources they

coming in the way of

gazes of all the cultivators around zeroed in

cultivator’s face

a manner not unlike that of a giant boulder, glaring

up, you! Alright, I’ll do

You made a profit

that

spirit stones, Caspian put the hemlock away under his

continued to wander

wanted that quickly upon stepping into the market put

out that time for the Ganoderma Lucidum and the hemlock, but Caspian stopped to look

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