Peng Haibing stared at the Fire Cloud Tree's heart in a daze as well, though a faint sense of disappointment stirred within him.
The martial arts he practiced were not merely incompatible with this treasure—they clashed with it. Trying to make use of it would likely be difficult, and it might even prove counterproductive.
Wu Chen was also excited, yet somewhat troubled.
"This does indeed look like a treasure, with astonishing power stored inside. But the tree heart is so small, and its power so concentrated. If we cut it apart and the divine energy within is depleted, wouldn't that be a terrible waste? How should we divide it?"
In terms of contribution, Gan Mingfeng had guided them here; Meng Zhao had dealt with the two ancestral snakes; while Xu Tingyun, relying on the Frost Condensing Stone, had also played a crucial role in dealing with the dense swarms of snakes and insects upon the Fire Cloud Tree.
The three of them had contributed roughly equally, and each deserved a larger share than Min Tao, Wu Chen, and Peng Haibing.
But there were already so many people, and dividing it up would be troublesome. It would not be easy to cut apart.
Gan Mingfeng's eyes shifted as an idea came to him. He said,
"I do have a suggestion. This Fire Cloud Tree heart contains pure and vast essence. It is a treasure for refining medicine and extracting medicinal properties. If we simply cut it apart and each take a portion, I fear we would waste the fire-element essence within.
"Perhaps we could prepare other herbal ingredients according to the properties of this Fire Cloud Tree heart and refine pills from it. That way, everyone could receive a certain number of pills, while the medicinal effects of the Fire Cloud