Moving under his invisibility, Vicente soon found himself in the residence of Caleb, a Sky Sovereign.
The estate of Dax's friend was neither small nor simple. With a built area of more than 300 square meters and three floors, this man's residence was quite large and had many people in its vicinity.
Many weak subordinates took care of the man's residence, including some sect members and Caleb's disciples.
As someone who was among the strongest in the sect, Caleb had a long history with the organization, with many talented disciples from several generations.
His disciples ranged from young Acolytes to High-level Mages.
In addition to these subordinates, disciples and other sect members who regularly visited the elders' mansions, as well as magical beasts and other elders, were also at the mansion.
Some of them were stationed around the mansion, probably to protect Caleb from trouble and to keep watch.
Caleb was strong enough to protect himself, but elders like him didn't have to get involved in every problem that came their way!
Vicente saw all the advantages of being an elder in this place and couldn't help but be interested in what sects offered their strongest men.
'That's impressive. This guy lives like a king here!' He commented to Torne as he saw how there were people there to take care of practically everything for Caleb.
Caleb's only responsibility was to cultivate and train. Other than that, he would only have to act if someone of an equal or higher level than him appeared to challenge the sect or if the sect itself planned to act against others of an equal or higher level than him!
Torne commented in Vicente's mind. 'The best positions on the continent are to be the leader of one's organization or to be one of the pillars of forces like sects and clans.
Maybe it's even better to be one of the pillars. An elder like Caleb doesn't have as much responsibility as you, master, but he lives better than you. His value to this sect is enormous, and his benefits far outweigh his responsibilities.
When you reach the same level as him, you'll certainly have access to more things than him. But your level of responsibility will be infinitely greater than that old man's.''
'Speaking like that, it sounds like you'd prefer me to become the elder of some sect or clan.' Vicente joked with Torne.
'That wouldn't be bad.' Torne surprised Vicente. 'There are organizations all over the continent that give their elders the chance to have their own organizations. If you became a member of such a force, you could continue your business with the Fuller/Mazzanti family and still have the privileges of someone like Caleb.
In fact, you could even use members of the sect to perform services for your family for free. There are many advantages to joining a larger force and not being in charge of it, master.'
'I didn't know you had such an opinion on the matter.' Vicente commented as he approached Caleb's position, unnoticed by everyone around Caleb's estate.
'I don't think it would be a good idea for you to join a Light Path force without at least one Archmage in its ranks. But I'm not against you doing what I said if you find an organization that gives you those freedoms and is strong enough to have one or more Archmages.' Torne revealed his honest opinion.
'Archmages? Do you think there are organizations on the continent with more than one of them?" Vicente asked doubtfully.
The only Archmage known throughout the continent was the leader of the Congregation of Revelations. So, for people like Vicente, there weren't many organizations with 6th-stage specialists and those that did rarely had more than one of them in their forces.
Torne smiled at Vicente's comment. 'Archmages can easily live for more than 10,000 years without using any resources to increase their vitality. Do you really think there are so few of them on the continent?
There certainly aren't many, but there's definitely enough for some organizations to have two or three of them.'
'I see. I didn't think there were that many peak experts. There's hardly any news about people above the 5th stage,' Vicente commented.
'This is natural. Most of these experts can live for thousands of years. While their lives are long, the people who know them rarely go far. When the people who know them die, they are often practically forgotten.' Torne explained. 'Also, many of them have a habit of spending decades cultivating, and when they come out of their isolation, they don't interact with many people who can understand their greatness.'
'That makes sense... The continent is probably a dark room full of monstrous creatures.'
'That is the best analogy for understanding reality.' Torne agreed with his master's comment.
After he said this, they stopped exchanging ideas when Vicente was finally one door from his destination.
Caleb was meditating in his cultivation room, where only an Earth Sovereign was standing in front of the entrance to this special room.
'Old Torne, are you sure you can help me?' Vicente asked before he made his last move, for once made, there would be no turning back.
'Don't worry. If the old Sky Sovereign before you had his guard up and was looking for us, it would be difficult for me to hide our auras. But I used to be as strong as him, and he's not very attentive now. He won't notice either of us until you act.'
Vicente calmed down and made his move.
He didn't hesitate to use his newly acquired ability to control the mind of an Earth Sovereign sitting next to the only door to this cultivation room.
With a small fraction of Torne's power, Vicente's level was practically the same as that person's.
The man realized that something was wrong, even if he couldn't see what it was.
"This..."
Although he could take Vicente's action at first, he soon became silent as a cloudy look appeared in his eyes, and Vice managed to suppress this person's consciousness.
After controlling this person for a few seconds by squeezing his neck, Vicente moved away, leaving room for him to walk toward the inside of that cultivation room.
When he ordered the man to enter the room, he followed behind the man, so close to this individual that even if he wasn't invisible, it would have been difficult to see him.
As soon as the door to the cultivation room opened, Vicente moved in a different direction from the man, who went to Caleb's side as if he was there to deliver a message.
"Huh?" Caleb noticed the presence of his personal guard and opened his eyes in curiosity.
But just then, he felt something pass through his left chest!
