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 looked

Or so it seemed.

as Caspian seemed interested in the hemlock, the

truth… I came across it

that would come in

cultivator seemed to be thinking on

mentioned the

someone that did business for

Caspian nodded, bringing the hemlock closer to his

wanted and needed the hemlock, he would

Insight, after all, was something he

chance upon the shop again

hemlock up, on top of the brief flash of panic he saw

hands yet again, fingertips running over the calloused wood,

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

that the man’s gaze would flicker to him every

was obvious that something was

down the

eyes were not working well enough, he

stronger than that of cultivators of the same realm

he noticed the fat man looked visibly relieved when he

was not long before Caspian realized that his hunch was

was, indeed, something

problem itself laid in the section that

so thin it was

even discovered that the

a lot heavier

was why the hemlock

loophole, Caspian

to the stall owner and

it in his mind to purchase

me, young man! I won’t

Five hundred spirit stones.

How’s that?”

Caspian

but it’s not!” the fat man smiled, “Hemlock grows deep in the forest, it’s hard enough

a

takes at least two hundred

years, it has to keep from pests and absorb enough nutrition among other

struck, a devastating fire must follow for lightning to pass

also know, young man, that lightning and thunder usually

time the fires are put out with rain barely after they

a lot of coincidences to yield a

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