Yang Tian found some water and fruits, then returned, immediately spotting Li Min leaning against the cave wall.

After Yang Tian returned, Li Min looked up at him.

She stood up, her expression somewhat cold.

"Awake?"

Yang Tian was a bit wary of Li Min, unsure of when she might strike unexpectedly.

After Li Min cultivated the Chiyou Demonic Technique, Yang Tian couldn’t gain any advantage from her.

"How did you break the Demon Breath I cast on you?"

Li Min asked coldly.

"I’m not sure either, I just woke up like this."

Yang Tian shrugged his shoulders.

Li Min’s face turned cold, and she slowly walked towards Yang Tian.

"Stay where you are!" Yang Tian shouted directly, "Just say what you need to, don’t come any closer."

Li Min stopped, but a slight smile appeared on her lips, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Isn’t that obvious?" Yang Tian said in a low voice, "You’ve already cultivated the Chiyou Demonic Technique and are controlled by Lin Zhenbang. If we really fight, I’m no match for you."

"Is that so?"

Li Min suddenly sneered, gently brushing her jade-like hand.

A gust of cold wind suddenly swept towards Yang Tian.

Yang Tian frowned, and as the cold wind approached, he channeled the Nuwa Divine Technique within him, pressing heavily.

Boom!

A loud noise.

The Nuwa’s Divine Breath released by Yang Tian shattered Li Min’s cold wind.

Yang Tian raised his hand, ready to fight.

But Li Min had no intention of attacking further, instead, she spoke with interest, "You say you’re no match for me? I’ve cultivated the Chiyou Demonic Technique, but if I’m not mistaken, you should have also cultivated the Divine Technique of the Divine Luo Sect."

Yang Tian’s face turned somber, somewhat cold.

"Moreover, as far as I know, you’re an attendant of Yihua Palace, apprenticed to the Drunkard. The Drunkard and my father were both well-known young talents in the Southern Province. His wife was taken by Hua Tiandu, the Palace Master of Yihua Palace, and Hua Tiandu directly crippled his cultivation technique!"

Li Min paused, then continued, "The Drunkard was a disciple of Nuwa, cultivating the Nuwa Divine Technique, and you, obtained the Nuwa Divine Technique from the Drunkard!"

"Since you already know, why say it to show off your intelligence?"

Yang Tian said calmly.

But secretly, he prepared himself to deal with a sudden attack from Li Min.

If Li Min spread the word about him cultivating the Nuwa Divine Technique, it would bring him no benefit, possibly even leading to Hua Tiandu’s attempt to kill him.

Thus, he also prepared to fight to the death with Li Min.

However, Li Min showed no intention of fighting Yang Tian. She was silent for a while and suddenly said, "Yang Tian, I already know your secret. Now I’ll give you a way out."

"Go back to the Celestial Dragon Association with you and become Lin Zhenbang’s dog?"

Yang Tian suddenly laughed.

"Exactly, that’s your only chance to survive. Otherwise, once Hua Tiandu learns that you’ve cultivated the Nuwa Divine Technique, he won’t hesitate to kill you!"

"Are you threatening me?"

Yang Tian’s hand clenched, and a Spirit Sword formed from Nuwa’s Divine Breath, spitting flames.

Li Min also appeared somewhat displeased, "Yang Tian, you know your situation. If you don’t submit to my father, there’s only one outcome for you: death!"

"I’ve never been afraid!"

Yang Tian was also aware that a battle today was inevitable.

Li Min’s eyebrows knitted slightly, and finally, she snorted coldly, "You saved me, cleansing the Chiyou’s Divine Breath from me. I won’t attack you here! Consider it repaying you once, but I’ll tell you, after today, you’re as good as dead!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Tian laughed, "Are you, Lin Zhenbang’s dog, talking about righteousness too?"

"This isn’t about righteousness, it’s pity for you because a true Martial Artist never talks about righteousness. When I was poisoned, you should have killed me, not saved me!"

Li Min said coldly, and then her figure flashed, disappearing from the cave.

Yang Tian operated his Divine Sense to probe the surroundings, confirming that Li Min had really left before walking out of the cave, intending to return to Fogang City.

But just as he left the forest, he felt the forest resound with a series of rumbling noises.

He frowned.

Using his Divine Sense to probe the forest, he sensed two Divine Breaths battling hundreds of kilometers away.

"Li Min?"

Yang Tian was puzzled. Could it be that Li Min couldn’t escape Chiyou’s pursuit?

Even if Li Min had cultivated the Chiyou Demonic Technique, she still wasn’t a match for Chiyou.

Yang Tian shook his head, "Li Min, you brought this upon yourself, no one can help you."

Yang Tian didn’t hesitate long and went directly into Fogang City, finding Li Da, "Da, let’s go back."

"Yang Tian, where did you go the whole day? Did you find Min?"

Li Da looked closely at Yang Tian.

"I found her..."

Yang Tian recounted everything about Li Feng and Li Min, even detailing how Li Min was being hunted by Chiyou in the forest.

Upon hearing this, Li Da was paralyzed on the ground, "My sister isn’t dead yet? She’s become Chiyou’s vessel?"

After a long while, he sighed, "Maybe death is a solution for her. As for Min, perhaps it’s destiny; she’s now Lin Zhenbang’s, if something happens to her, we can’t intervene. Yang Tian, let’s just go back."

"Alright."

Yang Tian nodded.

Thus, the two took an airship flight to the South Sea.

Back in the South Sea, Yang Tian and Li Da parted ways, with Li Da returning to his shantytown while Yang Tian returned to Yihua Palace.

There were only a few days left before the martial arts competition.

Yihua Palace had been holding mobilization rallies for the martial arts competition. All disciples were eligible to participate, but they rarely advanced beyond the first round.

Only the top fifty Martial Artists were qualified to enter the final stages of the competition.

In Yihua Palace, Yang Tian was a negligible presence.

If it weren’t for the competition with the Celestial Dragon Association, Hua Tiandu would already have wanted Yang Tian dead.

That night, while Yang Tian was cultivating in his room, the Drunkard appeared.

Yang Tian recounted everything that had happened, and upon hearing it, the Drunkard frowned, "Chiyou came here?"

"Yes, Chiyou came to Fogang, but it’s unclear what he’s really here for."

Yang Tian was full of doubts.

"If I’m not mistaken, it should be related to recent events in the Divine Luo Sect," the Drunkard said, "Recently, the Celestial Gods Nuwa and Yanhuang have entered the Human Realm. These two Celestial Gods have grievances with Chiyou. Chiyou has great ambitions; it’s said he wants to transform the entire Human Realm into Purgatory!"

Hearing this, Yang Tian’s face darkened.

The Human Realm was his homeland, and Chiyou wanted to transform it into a Purgatory, "Master, I recall something. Chiyou, the Celestial God, collaborated with people from the Demon Realm and has cultivated a Demonic Technique."

"What?"

The Drunkard’s expression changed dramatically...