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.
exactly the kind of hemlock Caspian
Or so it seemed.
Caspian seemed interested in the hemlock, the fat man put on an uncaring
eh? Let me tell you the truth… I came across it in a forest that
that would come in handy with
to be thinking
the
that did business
me take another look…” Caspian nodded, bringing the hemlock closer to his
the context of how much Caspian wanted and needed the hemlock, he would have asked for
of Insight, after all, was
chance upon the shop again
that came into Caspian’s hands when he picked the hemlock up, on top of the brief flash of panic he saw on the
hemlock over in his hands yet again, fingertips running over the calloused wood,
calling out to other cultivators that passed by his stall to take a
gaze would flicker to him
obvious that something
down the hemlock,
enough, he would
much stronger than that
noticed the fat man looked
was not long
indeed, something wrong
the section
was an opening so thin it
even discovered that the hemlock was stuffed with a piece of refined
was a lot heavier
hemlock was
loophole, Caspian knew what
held the hemlock up to the stall owner and
it in his mind to purchase and smiled so brightly his pupils
young man! I won’t bamboozle
Five hundred spirit stones.
How’s that?”
Caspian shook
it’s not!” the fat man smiled, “Hemlock grows deep in the forest, it’s hard enough to source as
sure you’d know it takes at least two hundred years
it has to keep from pests and absorb enough nutrition
struck, a devastating fire must follow for lightning to pass through
lightning and thunder usually come hand in hand
put out with rain barely after they have started to
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