Half a Hundred-Year Golden Blood Wood was basically useless even if Chen Mo got his hands on it.
First of all, he did not recognize medicinal materials, so Refining Pills was out of the question. Moreover, since this was his first time seeing Hundred-Year Golden Blood Wood, he would need to repeatedly combine medicines and test them to understand its effects and medicinal properties.
Unfortunately, with only half a medicinal material, it would already be difficult to refine even one batch of pills. Studying it further was basically impossible.
Therefore, this half of the medicinal material was not worth much in his hands. After looking it over, he could at least say he recognized it. Next time he found a Live Plant of this medicinal material, he could plant it himself.
So, he handed the medicine box back to Wang Weiming and said, "Originally, I wanted the entire medicinal material. I never expected that not only had you processed it, but you had also used half of it. This medicinal material is of no use to me now."
Chen Mo did not comment on the processing method. Wang Weiming's success rate in Refining Pills had little to do with him anyway.
In fact, the preparation and processing of medicinal materials were also extremely important parts of Refining Pills.
Seeing Chen Mo's expression, Wang Weiming was somewhat bewildered. Wasn't he here to recover the Hundred-Year Golden Blood Wood? Although only half remained, that should still be enough to refine a batch of pills, right? Why was he giving it back?
However, Chen Mo's fist was bigger, so he could not argue. He could only take the medicine box, muttering without knowing how to respond. Wang Weili, standing beside him, also had no idea what to do.
It seemed that since Chen