The cultivators flying above us appeared youthful, each wearing distinct robes. It was evident that they were rogue cultivators without any sect affiliation, a common sight in the archipelago.
"Look over there! Fishermen. Maybe they have some money we can take? They're far enough from the island, so the guards won't interfere," one of the cultivators suggested.
Tang Yusheng, Lei Ling, and Lei Meixiang noticed their presence as well, but they remained unafraid. Not because the cultivators were weaker, but because they had me by their side.
Their audacity irritated me. I desired a peaceful life on the island, free from constant battles and troubles. Unfortunately, it seemed that problems were always chasing me.
"Hey, you!" one of the cultivators shouted, descending to confront us. "Hand over all your money."
I sensed their cultivation level, and they were all in the Qi Condensation realm. They relied on flying swords, indicating their lack of proficiency in flight spells.
