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.

the kind of hemlock Caspian

Or so it seemed.

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

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

that would come in handy with

fat cultivator seemed to be thinking on Caspian’s

mentioned the

that did business

me take another look…” Caspian nodded, bringing the hemlock

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

all, was something he wanted

upon the shop again after

the abnormal weight that came into Caspian’s hands when he picked the hemlock up, on top of the brief flash of panic he saw on the fat cultivator’s face, made

in his hands yet again, fingertips running over the calloused wood, Caspian

cultivator appeared nonchalant to Caspian’s actions, even calling out to other cultivators that passed by his stall to take a

see that the man’s gaze

obvious that

the hemlock,

enough, he would have to use

than that of cultivators of the

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

it was not long before Caspian realized that his

was, indeed, something wrong with

laid in the section that

an opening so thin it

his divine sense, Caspian even discovered that the hemlock was stuffed

was a lot

hemlock was heavier than

Caspian knew what

held the hemlock up to the stall

it in his mind to

brought you to me, young man!

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

Caspian

grows deep in

like a well-read

least two hundred years of growth

from pests and absorb enough nutrition among other

been struck, a devastating fire must follow

man, that lightning and thunder

time the fires are put out with rain

yield a piece of hemlock that has passed

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