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.

interested in the hemlock, the fat man put

you the truth… I came across it

that would come in handy with

cultivator seemed to be thinking on

mentioned the

that did business

take another look…” Caspian nodded, bringing the hemlock

hemlock, he would have asked for the price

Insight, after all, was something he wanted

would not chance upon the shop again after

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

fingertips running over the calloused

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

gaze would

obvious that something was

the hemlock,

were not working well enough, he

sense was much stronger than that of cultivators of the

decided to use divine sense as he noticed the fat man looked visibly relieved when he

brief spiritual sweep, it was not long before Caspian realized that his hunch was

something wrong with

laid in the section that was

an opening so thin it

the hemlock was

a lot

the hemlock was heavier

discovering the loophole, Caspian knew

hemlock up to the stall

fat man realized Caspian had it in his mind to purchase and smiled

brought you to me, young man!

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

much!” Caspian

the fat man smiled, “Hemlock grows deep in the forest,

seem like a well-read young

at least two hundred years of growth for hemlock to

from pests and absorb enough

devastating fire must follow for lightning to

that lightning and thunder

put out with rain barely

to yield a piece of hemlock that

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