Upon a brief thank you, the two men found themselves at the fat man’s stall perusing the goods laid out.

”Come take a look, see if there’s anything you fancy!” The fat cultivator’s eyes curved into crescents whenever he smiled.

It was easy to take a liking to him.

“Fair prices guaranteed!”

Caspian did not cast his sights onto the hemlock at first.

He pretended to look around, scanning the merchandise of the stalls next to that one.

There were antlers with stripes that glistened golden.

No one knew what creature they came from.

There were dry, shriveled fingers with pointy nails.

Potted plants bore colorful flowers but with leaves that were completely withered.

Caspian looked at all of them, reaching out to feel them from time to time if he wanted.

The fat man seemed equally uncaring of Caspian’s wandering.

None of these things were of any value, after all.

Caspian hardly gave them a second glance.

Upon putting down a shiv, Caspian moved to pick up the hemlock.

It sank with weight the second he picked it up.

Caspian’s eyes froze slightly.

‘It’s heavier than I expected it to be,’ Caspian thought to himself as he cast the stall owner a glance.

Instantly, Caspian was able to see the flash of panic that briefly overtook the fat man’s features when he picked the hemlock up.

Suspicion arose in Caspian immediately.

Instead of hurrying to inquire about the price, he began to analyze it.

The hemlock looked real and fine at first glance.

The chasm was struck by thunder.

Caspian, having absorbed the Bone of Thunder, knew more about lighting than the average cultivator.

The part of the hemlock that was charred black was caught in a forest fire caused by a lightning strike.

exactly the kind of hemlock

Or so it seemed.

as Caspian seemed interested in the hemlock, the fat man put on an

tell you the truth… I came across it in a forest that was burnt

that would come in handy with

seemed to

never mentioned the price even

someone that did business

let me take another look…” Caspian nodded,

hemlock, he would have asked

of Insight, after all, was

not chance upon the shop again after passing

when he picked the hemlock up, on top of the brief flash of panic he saw on the fat cultivator’s

again, fingertips running over the calloused wood, Caspian

to Caspian’s actions, even calling out to other cultivators that passed by his

was able to see that the man’s gaze would flicker to him every once

was obvious that something was

the hemlock, Caspian

his eyes were not working well enough, he

than that of cultivators of the same realm

he noticed the fat man looked visibly relieved when

it was not long before Caspian realized that his hunch was

something

the section

was an opening so thin it was hardly

even discovered that the hemlock was stuffed with a

a lot

hemlock was heavier than Caspian

Caspian

the stall owner and

realized Caspian had it in his mind to purchase and smiled so

brought you to me, young man! I won’t bamboozle

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

Caspian shook

deep in the forest,

seem like a well-read young

least two hundred years

to keep from pests and absorb enough nutrition

a devastating fire must follow for lightning to pass through

that lightning

out with rain

a piece of hemlock that has passed

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255