Wu Long took out a glass bottle, in the center of which a drop of liquid gave off a green glow as particles of green light circled around it. The gentle light was vibrating in a rhythm resembling a pulse of a beating heart, giving off a soothing and wondrous sensation.
Madam Liang, Old Man Zhao and his son all froze and halted their breaths.
"T-This is...!"
Madam Liang could not hold back her shock as she gasped.
"The Dew of Life?!"
"Impossible..."
And neither could the father and son as they looked at the drop of liquid.
"Is that why you traveled to the Wood Spirit Continent?"
Liang Yuhan then came to a realization, turning her gaze from the glass bottle to Wu Long who nodded in response.
"But how can that be? It's not like I never thought about it... but that Wood Spirit Senior could not be persuaded no matter what I offered..."
Zhao Xieren asked with bewilderment.
"Haha, I have my tricks"
