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

Or so it seemed.

the hemlock, the fat man put on

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

that would come

fat cultivator seemed to be thinking on

mentioned the price

someone that did business for a

look…” Caspian nodded, bringing the hemlock closer to his

Caspian wanted and needed the hemlock, he would have asked for

all,

chance upon the shop again after passing

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

he turned the hemlock over in his hands yet again, fingertips

out to other cultivators that passed

able to see that the man’s gaze would flicker

obvious that

down the

not working well enough,

was much stronger than that of cultivators

sense as he noticed the fat man looked visibly relieved

it was not long before

indeed, something wrong

in the section that was

an opening so thin it

divine sense, Caspian even discovered that the hemlock

a lot heavier

hemlock

loophole, Caspian knew what to

held the hemlock up to the stall

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

brought you to me, young man! I

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

Caspian

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

seem like a well-read

at least two hundred years of growth

two hundred years, it has to keep from pests and

importantly, once it’s been struck, a devastating fire must

man, that lightning and thunder usually come hand in hand with

are put out with

a lot of coincidences to yield a piece of hemlock that has passed through

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