The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 559
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.
was exactly the kind of hemlock Caspian
Or so it seemed.
seemed interested in the hemlock, the fat
I came across
would come in
cultivator seemed to be thinking
mentioned the price even
someone that did business
me take another look…” Caspian nodded, bringing the hemlock closer to his
context of how much Caspian wanted and needed the hemlock, he would have asked for the price
of Insight, after all, was something he wanted
upon the shop again
into Caspian’s hands when he picked the hemlock up, on top
turned the hemlock over in his hands yet again, fingertips running over the calloused wood, Caspian observed the
fat cultivator appeared nonchalant to Caspian’s actions, even calling out to other cultivators that passed by his stall to
that something was
down the
working well enough,
was much stronger than that of cultivators of
sense as he noticed the fat man looked visibly relieved when
brief spiritual sweep, it was not long before Caspian realized that his
indeed, something
laid in the section that was
so thin it was hardly
even discovered that the hemlock was stuffed with a piece
iron was a lot heavier than
why the hemlock was
the loophole, Caspian knew what to
to the stall
realized Caspian had it in his mind to purchase and smiled so brightly his pupils
you to me, young man!
Five hundred spirit stones.
How’s that?”
Caspian
the fat man smiled, “Hemlock grows deep in the forest, it’s hard enough to source as
seem like a
you’d know it takes at least two hundred
hundred years, it has to keep from pests and absorb enough
it’s been struck, a devastating fire must follow for lightning
that lightning
fires are put out with
takes quite a lot of coincidences to yield a piece of hemlock that
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