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.

over at Amon

were sitting in their seats emotionlessly, not even taking

once. This was

but spending all that money on a couple of fakes would be a huge waste of his money. If he were to hit a certain

Four, along with Bruce, Eliam, and Jon were

any of this, staring intently at the Spiritual Pill and having Catelyn continue to raise her

then reached out to

dude?" Leonard huffed

can snack on them however you

next to him smirked, shaking

exasperated, but Leonard had

watch the guy get himself into hot water

solemn. "Do you know where you are, young man? Keep saying things like that and I'll have to shut you up

fall for it," said Wilbur

gaze fell on Wilbur then, his expression

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