Unperturbed by the ridicule, Jacob paid no mind to everyone else. He flicked his finger, and a surge of spiritual fire kindled within the Divine Cauldron. Witnessing this, Ronald quickened his pace. His pill was now over halfway complete.
Determined to outpace Jacob, he pressed on. As for Jacob's claim of crafting a Seventh Level pill in a few minutes, Ronald simply didn't believe it. That was utterly impossible!
As the seconds ticked away, all eyes remained fixated on Jacob's pill cauldron. They were eager to witness if he could genuinely yield a Seventh Level pill within the given time. However, after five minutes elapsed, Jacob's cauldron remained dormant. Sporadic bursts of spiritual fire were the only visible activity.
"It's been so long, and there's been zero progress. Even if he was given hundreds of minutes, I doubt he'd succeed, let alone a few minutes. Crafting a Seventh Level pill isn't child's play. I bet this guy can't pull it off despite his boasts."
