"Impossible. The mental technique of the Yin Yang Demon Sect is an extraordinarily precious treasure. Even as the Saintess, I have no authority to use it. If I did, I wouldn't get off lightly."
Hearing Ye Lin's outrageous demand, Li Miaoyin flatly refused.
What a joke. Even an ordinary Earth Grade Low Tier martial technique was a sect-protecting treasure for a major power, let alone something as heaven-defying as a mental technique.
Even if she was the Saintess of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, if she dared take the mental technique out without permission, she would inevitably be put to death.
"I believe you're allowed to read that mental technique. I only need to make a copy; I'm not asking for the original."
"Besides, don't you want to see your long-lost younger sister? I saw your sister a few years ago, and she was doing all right then."
"But as for now, I don't know. Maybe she'll meet with an untimely death someday."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, Li Miaoyin furrowed her brows.
Ye Lin's words were an unmistakable threat. If she refused, there was no guarantee her sister would live or die.
"Fine... but I'll need some time. Give me half a month."
After thinking it over for a long while, Li Miaoyin finally gritted her teeth and said.
"And you're the only one who can know what's in it. You mustn't let it get out."
When Li Miaoyin finished, the corners of Ye Lin's mouth lifted. It was his.
"Fine. You don't need to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao. If you dare go back on your word, I can simply storm the Yin Yang Demon Sect and demand an explanation. Believe me, no one will dare stop me."
Then Ye Lin turned to Li Miaoyin with