The woman spoke first. "Brother Wang Chen, let me have this Dew of Pure Intent first. I am willing to swear a Heavenly Dao oath that once I refine it, I will definitely help you find another drop of Dew of Pure Intent."
"Besides, you and Brother Wang Xing are two people, while there is only one drop of Dew of Pure Intent here. It would not be enough for both of you anyway."
The man called Wang Chen gave a cold snort, his gaze filled with vigilance and distrust. "Chu Zhaoru, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're in the Three Flowers Realm."
"This Dew of Pure Intent is extremely difficult to find. You make it sound nice enough, but who knows whether you'll turn your back on us after refining it?"
"Besides, my brother and I went through great trouble to find this drop of Dew of Pure Intent. Why should we hand it over to you?"
He turned his head and glanced at the young man beside him. "Little Brother, don't let her deceive you. This woman is trying to drive a wedge between us."
Wang Xing nodded. "Big Brother, don't worry. I'll listen to you."
The three fell into a standoff once more. Chu Zhaoru knew that dragging this out would only harm her—although she was in the Three Flowers Realm, all martial techniques were forbidden in Six Desires Heaven, leaving her advantage far from obvious. Moreover, her injuries had been steadily worsening her condition.
At last, after a gust of wind swept past, she was the first to make a move.
Her right hand shot out, True Essence transforming into an invisible claw that seized straight for the Dew of Pure Intent floating in midair.
Wang Chen and Wang Xing reacted just as