The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 2348

It was not a bargain to exchange with spirit crystals.

When Caspian was in Upper Kingdom and Efrax, the currency between cultivators was generally spirit stones.

Only spirit crystals with higher quality than spirit stones.

And the spirit jade was higher than the spirit crystal.

According to the old man, the spirit jade could also exchange for ancient currency.

But as a cultivation object, the value of spirit jade and spirit crystal could not be exchanged like the gold and silver in the mortal world.

Therefore, since the old man said that he could exchange ancient currency with spirit crystal, Caspian did not ask how to exchange them with spirit jade.

If he asked, the old man might have the idea that he shouldn't have, which would bring trouble to Caspian.

Although Caspian was not afraid of trouble, it was better not to make things difficult for himself.

After thinking for a while, Caspian looked at the other party with a faint smile, "40 ancient currency means 400 spirit crystals. Your appetite is really big."

As if he did not understand Caspian's words, the old man bared his big yellow teeth. "It's all at this price."

"20 Ancient currency." Caspian cut the price without hesitation.

And it was half cut.

"This..." The old man suddenly looked embarrassed. "It's too low. Generally speaking, we have to take the risk when we bring people into Black Furnace City. Forty of them are the lowest..."

Before he could finish his words, a chill suddenly seeped out of his bones.

At this moment, the old man even felt that all his blood was frozen.

The horrible killing intent made his face turn pale immediately. There was no need for Caspian to say another word. The old man nodded hurriedly and said, "20 is enough. I'll take you in."

After he finished speaking, the old man's face darkened.

"It's not bad to give you 200 spirit crystals." Caspian snorted.

The old man didn't say anything more. Instead, he rose into the air and led Caspian to Black Furnace City.

When Caspian looked at Black Furnace City from afar, he felt that it was not far from this towering city.

But after flying for a while, he clearly felt that the surrounding space was distorted.

It was like a dough that had been stretched out.

It seemed that they could reach the distance within a breath. But the two of them flew for an hour before they approached the dense and ferocious thorns.

Caspian had already noticed that the area he had just flown through was covered with formations.

But he didn't try to analyze this formation.

Being able to occupy a city and set up all kinds of formations here, it was obvious that the power of the person was not something Caspian could easily provoke with his current realm and strength.

At this time, when he got close to the thorns, Caspian could clearly feel the terrible pressure coming toward him.

Each thorn needed at least a dozen people to hold it.

One by one, they were like evil dragons, winding upwards and twisting each other.

Each of them was densely packed with spikes that made people's hair stand on end.

Even Caspian could see that some of the thorns had dried up corpses.

Sensing Caspian's gaze, the old man chuckled and pointed at a corpse in front of him. "Those are all blind cultivators. They don't have passage orders, nor do they find anyone to take them in. Relying on their own strength, they want to barge into Black Cauldron City.

They really thought that Black Furnace City was a place where good men and women would stay.