He didn't need this piece of Fusang Wood to comprehend anything, nor could it be made into weapons or armor.
Mao Mao's cultivation of the Licking Dog Devouring Sun Technique only required the true sun, absorbing sun essence for refinement.
The stronger the sun, the better the effect.
For it, Fusang Wood was entirely meaningless.
This was somewhat awkward.
Lu Wenwu didn't feel any resentment.
He had been lucky with loot boxes so many times, an occasional miss could be accepted, it's no big deal.
Resources are fine as long as they're enough; having too much would be pointless.
For example, in the previous battle against the True Demon Mother Insect, the low-grade spiritual veins were almost completely burnt up, leaving only about a hundred pitifully.
But so what?
Within the Dragon Mansion, even the outer Dragon Palace City's spiritual qi concentration was off the charts, not to mention the completely undamaged inner core.
