Chapter 652 The Fleeceflower was a fake.

Wilbur could hardly believe it. He searched through the Fleeceflower with his spirit energy once more. It was indeed a fake.

The Fleeceflower had been modified with spiritual energy to emit that black glow and herbal fragrance to trick the crowd.

It was actually only around two thousand years old, far from the thirty thousand years it was being promoted in terms of age and worth.

Wilbur looked at Bruce in disbelief. He owned this place and was a peak Ambience cultivator too. There was no way he did not know the Fleeceflower was a fake.

It seemed like there was only one possibility to the situation, then.

Bruce, being a peak Ambience level cultivator, had created the fake Fleeceflower himself.

With the help of professional alchemist like

~ Eliam and Jon, it was very possible for him to do so.

Wilbur glanced at all three men, falling deep into thought.

Why were they selling a fake spiritual herb on their own grounds? Were they not digging their own grave doing so? Upon thinking it over, Wilbur looked over at Leonard. The man was currently looking at the Spiritual Pill, a contented expression on his face.

at Amon and the

were sitting in their seats emotionlessly, not even taking part

at once. This was

on a couple of fakes would be a huge waste of his money. If he were to hit a certain limit that he spent on

rest of the Eldor Four, along with Bruce, Eliam, and Jon

intently at the Spiritual Pill and having Catelyn continue to

then reached out to nudge Leonard before whispering,

it, dude?" Leonard huffed

I'll make you a whole crate of those. You can snack on them however you like." "I'll be damned if I believe you. Who do you think

next to him smirked, shaking their heads at

but Leonard

get

incredulously, his expression turning solemn. "Do you know where you are, young man?

it," said

gaze fell on Wilbur

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