The Martial Cultivators' Battle

The red-robed, middle-aged man looked about the same height as Qin Guan, but he was far more burly and muscular.

When they saw the red-robed man, everyone around them showed a hint of awe in their eyes.

His name was Tai Gang, and he was a Martial Cultivator who had successfully attained the Dao. He had arrived on the island only about three years ago.

Although the island could suppress Martial Cultivators' physical realms and Qi Refiners' cultivation to nothing, Martial Cultivators still retained their Physical Body Strength.

It was safe to say that Martial Cultivators held a huge advantage on the island.

Tai Gang had used that advantage to dominate the island, and no one dared provoke him.

Just then, Tai Gang suddenly took out a Storage Bag and said, "There are enough daily necessities in this Storage Bag to buy your tuna."

After speaking, Tai Gang tossed the Storage Bag in his hand in front of Zi Qing. His tone was commanding, leaving no room for refusal.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes filled with a hint of sympathy and schadenfreude.

They sympathized with Zi Qing because she had just caught a tuna worth a fortune, only to have Tai Gang force her to sell it.

They took pleasure in her misfortune because no one who dared defy Tai Gang on this island had ever met a good end.

Zi Qing put the tuna, which weighed over a hundred kilograms, into her Storage Bag, then stood up and said coolly, "I'm keeping this fish to eat myself. I don't want to sell it."

Even a fool could see that this tuna was worth a fortune. Daily necessities were scarce on the island, but the fish could replenish one's lifespan. No amount of daily necessities could buy that.

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