"Haha, today's trip to the mainland was totally worth it."
Kaelen laughed out loud, his gaze resting on the three beauties he had hired from Purple River Gate for his carnal pleasures.
The ship that Kaelen and his subordinates used was a sleek, black vessel with tattered sails billowing in the wind.
Despite its worn appearance, it was bolstered with various Array Formations, allowing it to slice through the waves easily.
On the deck, rows of runic cannons glead in the sunlight, ready to be unleashed at a mont's notice. The crew, dressed in dark attire, moved with purpose as they went about their tasks, their expressions grim and determined.
As the ship sailed further away from the Purple River Gate's harbor, the outline of the mainland faded into the distance, replaced by the vast expanse of the sea.
The ship surged forward with determination, its destination clear: the island where Kaelen had established his base of operations.
Kaelen was a formidable figure hailing from the Isla kingdom and closely affiliated with the Sun Ocean Society. As a 9th stage Spirit Refiner, he stood on the brink of transcending into the realm of Foundation Building, much like Nuya herself.
Kaelen possessed a commanding presence, standing tall with a muscular physique. His deanor exuded confidence and authority, instilling respect and fear in equal asure among those who crossed his path.
As a Spirit Refining Perfectionist, Kaelen wielded formidable elental abilities, with mastery over water and wind elents. His combat skills were honed to perfection, and he was known to wield a top-tier 1st order trident imbued with potent Spirit spells.
Moreover, Kaelen's influence extended beyond his own formidable capabilities, as he commanded a loyal cadre of seven skilled subordinates, each a formidable Spirit Refiner in their own right.
Together, they ford a formidable force that safeguarded Kaelen's interests and maintained his dominance over the island under his control.
"Yeah, it's good that we stocked up on a lot of supplies from the mainland as well," Roran said, his gaze fixed on the endless sea with a pensive expression. He then turned to look at Kaelen before continuing, "that being said, big brother Kaelen, today was an exception. But we shouldn't be leaving the island often in the coming months."
Roran had a dium build, with fiery red hair and a rugged deanor that spoke of his fierce determination. As a wielder of fire-elental Spirit spells, Roran commanded the flas with unparalleled intensity. His mastery over fire granted him unparalleled offensive capabilities, making him a fearso adversary on the battlefield.
"Hm? And why is that?"
Kaelen asked curiously, his gaze shifting to Roran.
The latter didn't seem surprised by Kaelen's question. He shook his head before elaborating.
"It seems you didn't even bother to read the report the sect sent us this morning. It seems the Purple River Sect is soon going to take actions against you. It is said that they have hired soone nad Nuya Netherfrost to target you."
Roran explained, his eyes flickering with concern as he glanced at Kaelen and then at the three won he was currently surrounded by and happily flirting with.
"Roran is right, Kaelen," Lyra, another of Kaelen's subordinates, interjected, her tone grim.
"We should have sent so low-stage Spirit cultivators to run these errands for us. The entire archipelago is too unstable these days for us to be roaming freely in the seas," she added, her gaze scanning their surroundings warily from the deck of the ship, which offered an unobstructed view for miles.
Lyra was a slender and graceful woman with long, flowing silver hair and piercing blue eyes that seed to shimr with inner power. A master of water-elental Spirit spells, Lyra wielded her elental powers with finesse, conjuring powerful torrents and controlling the ebb and flow of water with unmatched precision.
It seed that there were so spies from the Sun Ocean Society in the Purple River Sect who had leaked so of its confidential information. Then again, this was pretty normal when it ca to the big five sects. The Spirit cultivators belonging to these five sects had already assud that they had spies in their sects.
"Hahahaha. I could have never imagined that they would hire that girl Nuya to target . It seems the world really is small," Kaelen laughed, his deanor relaxed as he addressed his subordinates' concerns.
"It seems Nuya's uncle in the Purple River Sect still doesn't want to let things go. I had only accidentally killed so of her family mbers when I t them at sea. I said sorry and offered to give them so compensation. But it seems that these people from the Rokur Kingdom are as dumb and narrow-minded as they could be. Can you believe that?" Kaelen remarked casually, his voice tinged with a hint of disdain.
"So there's a personal grudge involved? You never told us about this, Kaelen. This is even more of a reason for us to be careful. You shouldn't have forced us to co with you on this trip. There should have been at least a few of us manning the Array Formation on the island," Aria said, her gaze fixed on Kaelen disapprovingly.
Aria was an agile and nimble woman with windswept hair and bright green eyes that seed to sparkle with mischief. A master of wind-elental Spirit spells, Aria possessed unparalleled speed and agility, allowing her to move with the swiftness of the breeze and evade her enemies' attacks with ease.
Of course, Aria had exaggerated a bit when she said that Kaelen had forced all of them to co. she , for one, would have visited the mainland anyway. After all, the auction event they had attended a few hours earlier was just too precious to miss.
"Haha. You guys worry too much," Thorn, one of Kaelen's subordinates, interjected, joining the conversation with a laugh.
"We have an Array Formation back at the island. We also have set up many traps, and there are many Spirit cultivators from the Sun Ocean Society who have been dispatched on the island.
They are mixed with the mortals and will co to our aid as soon as we are attacked by the sellswords of the Purple River Sect. As per the treaty mutually signed by the five big sects, the Purple River Sect is not going to take action personally by sending its official disciples.
As long as they are a bunch of rcenaries, we can handle them without breaking a sweat," he explained, taking a swig from the wine bottle he held in his hand.
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