"So what if we are? The Leien Battle Group is made up of pirates. Hand it over," one of the cultivators said as several others caught up with the fleeing man and easily seized him. A long saber came slashing down. The man's face turned deathly pale. "Don't kill me! I'll hand it over!"
"Too late." The blade fell without hesitation. With a clang, the long saber suddenly snapped. The broken hilt narrowly skimmed past the man's neck. If it had gone an inch farther, he would have been cut down.
The attacker was horrified and looked around. "Who's meddling in our business?"
Lu Yin stepped out of the void. With a light tap of his foot, a powerful gale swept across the area, sending all the surrounding cultivators flying. Fortunately, Lu Yin had held back; otherwise, they would already have been dead.
Anyone who could make a living in the Cosmic Sea was no simple character. From Lu Yin's attack, these people easily judged his strength. They did not dare say another word and fled directly, decisively.
The man had escaped death by a hair. He panted heavily and looked at Lu Yin, hurriedly offering his thanks.
"No need to thank me. Consider the thing in your hand payment for my help." Lu Yin spoke indifferently.
The man hesitated, then extended his hand. "It's yours."
Not far away, the cultivator who was clearly with the man was unwilling to accept this, but he did not dare say anything. Lu Yin's strength was beyond anything they could imagine.
"I took your thing, so this is compensation for you." As he spoke, Lu Yin tossed down a hundred cubic meters of Star Energy Marrow and disappeared.
With a splash, the hundred cubic meters of Star Energy Marrow fell into the sea.