“So, this is a spiritual cauldron. Impressive! If I had that in my possession, I could craft a Fifth Level Top Tier pill,” someone marveled.
His companion retorted, “You’re too modest. If this spiritual cauldron were mine, I could unquestionably concoct a Sixth Level pill. Since Roderick is a Fifth Level Low Tier alchemist, I’m curious about the level of pill he’ll be able to produce with this spiritual cauldron.”
All eyes were fixed on Roderick’s spiritual cauldron with a tinge of envy, including Gregory and others in the audience.
Roderick took satisfaction in being the recipient of everyone’s covetous glances.
“Okay. Since both sides have agreed, we will proceed. You will both use your own cauldrons to craft any pills! Jipsdale will provide the herbs you need. Please make the preparations now!” the elderly judge announced.
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