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 Caspian

Or so it seemed.

interested in the hemlock, the fat man put on an uncaring

truth… I came across it in

come

seemed to be

mentioned the price even

that did business

nodded, bringing the hemlock closer

the hemlock, he would have asked for

all, was something he wanted to

would not chance upon the shop again after passing

he picked the hemlock up, on top of the

in his hands yet again, fingertips running over the calloused wood, Caspian observed the fat cultivator‘s

to other cultivators that passed by his stall to take

man’s gaze would flicker to him every

was obvious that

the

well enough, he would have to use

was much stronger than that

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

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

something wrong

the section that was

was an opening so

sense, Caspian even discovered that the hemlock was stuffed with a piece of refined

iron was a lot

hemlock was

Caspian knew what to

to the stall

fat man realized Caspian had it in his mind to purchase and smiled so brightly his pupils were barely

young man! I won’t

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

much!” Caspian shook his

man smiled, “Hemlock grows deep in the forest, it’s hard enough

a well-read young

sure you’d know it takes at least two hundred years of growth for

from pests

it’s been struck, a devastating fire must follow for lightning to pass through

you’d also know, young man, that lightning

of the time the fires are put out with

lot of coincidences to yield a piece of hemlock

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