Little Wave Island.
At the docks, the returning fishing boats brought back full hauls. In a few more days, the temperature would plummet, and putting out to sea would no longer be so easy. While they still had a few days, they had to cast their nets a few more times so they could spend the bitter winter in comfort.
The Zhao Family's patrolling cultivators steered small boats among the fishing vessels, taking a few fish whenever they spotted good ones. They were hardly worth any money, after all, and everyone belonged to the same lineage.
Seven or eight li from Little Wave Island lay a cluster of reefs.
Seven or eight cultivators stood on the reefs, seemingly waiting for someone. Murderous intent hung around them, cold enough to pierce the bones.
A moment later, a streak of light arrived and slowly descended onto the reefs. When the light dissipated, a young man appeared before them.
"Greetings, Fourth Chief!"
They shouted in unison.
"Mm!"
The young man was Daoist Liefeng, the fourth chief of the Blood Cloud Bandits and Daoist Xuesha's legitimate son. Yet judging by his aura, he was not at Perfection of Spirit Drawing as the rumors claimed-he had already become a Dao Foundation cultivator.
"Qin Wuya!"
"Here, sir!"
"Is Zhao Xinghe truly at Yunsha Market? There are only a few Spirit Drawing cultivators on Little Wave Island?"
"Reporting to the Fourth Chief, our inside source reported that Zhao Xinghe is meeting with the various islands of the Cloudsand Archipelago. He is indeed away from Little Wave Island!"
"Good!"
Daoist Liefeng gazed at Little Wave Island in the distance and sneered. "Since Zhao Xinghe isn't on Little Wave Island, we'll strike where he's unprepared! We'll break through Little Wave Island and gut his home base!"
"Qin Wuya, lead