Toutian

"Impossible. The mental cultivation techniques of my Yin Yang Demon Sect are precious beyond measure. Even as a Saintess, I have no authority to access them. If I were to use one, I would not fare well myself."

Hearing such an insolent demand from Ye Lin, Li Miaoyin refused him flatly.

What a joke. A single, ordinary Earth Grade Low Tier technique was enough to serve as the foundation-securing treasure of a major power, let alone something as heaven-defying as a mental cultivation technique.

Even as the Saintess of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, if she dared to leak a mental technique without authorization, death would be the only outcome awaiting her.

"I believe you are capable of viewing that mental technique. I only require a transcribed copy, not the original manuscript."

"Besides, do you not wish to see your long-lost younger sister again? I saw her a few years ago, and she was doing quite well at the time."

"But as for now, I cannot say. Should she happen to meet with an accidental death, well, that would be unfortunate."

As Ye Lin finished speaking, Li Miaoyin's brows furrowed.

Ye Lin's words were a blatant threat; if she refused, there would be no guarantee for her sister's life.

"Fine... but I will need some time. Give me half a month."

After a long moment of contemplation, Li Miaoyin gritted her teeth and spoke.

"Furthermore, the contents must be known only to you. You are forbidden from spreading them."

Once Li Miaoyin finished, the corners of Ye Lin's mouth curled upward. He had her.

"Very well. There is no need for you to swear a Heavenly Dao oath. Should you dare to break your word, I can simply storm the Yin Yang Demon Sect to demand an explanation. Believe me,