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.

the hemlock, the

hemlock, eh? Let me tell you the truth… I came across it in a forest that was burnt into

that would come in handy

seemed to be thinking

the

did business

me take another look…” Caspian nodded,

of how much Caspian wanted and needed the hemlock, he would have asked for the price immediately

after all, was something

the

picked the hemlock up, on top of the

again, fingertips running

cultivator appeared nonchalant to Caspian’s actions, even calling out to other cultivators

to see that the man’s gaze would flicker

obvious that something was

down the hemlock,

well enough, he would have to use his divine

was much stronger than that of

he noticed the fat man looked visibly relieved when

not long before Caspian realized that

indeed, something wrong

in the section that was charred

an opening so thin it was

discovered that the hemlock was stuffed

was a

why the hemlock was heavier than

the loophole, Caspian knew what

the stall owner and asked,

in his mind to purchase and

you to me, young man! I

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

Caspian

“Hemlock grows deep in the forest, it’s hard enough to source as

seem like a

at least two hundred years of growth for hemlock to

it has to keep from pests and absorb enough

been struck, a devastating fire must follow for lightning to

man, that lightning and thunder usually come hand

out with

a piece

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