Traveling through time to cultivate immortality: a life and death test

A month passed quietly. Liu Xing was exhausted after such a long period of sleepless nights, but his eyes still gleamed with brilliance. The magic weapon was about to be forged. This was the first magic weapon he had personally refined.

Miao Qiuyue was even more excited. What would the power of the magic weapon that would accompany her throughout her life be? It would directly determine her future strength. Her magic power was already not inferior to those of her peers. If she had the help of a top-grade magic weapon, suppressing her peers would be a piece of cake.

"Zheng!" A sharp sword sound rang out, irritating the nerves of the three people.

A nearly transparent flying sword loomed out of the refining furnace. It was about two feet long, emitting an icy, unstoppable sword aura. Imbued with spirituality, it sensed the spiritual pressure of the three nearby masters and flashed toward the cave entrance.

With a "clang" sound, the flying sword was blocked by the restriction and could not penetrate at all.

Miao Qiuyue had been instructed long ago, and now, in great surprise, she chased after the flying sword. Seeing the restrictions blocking the way ahead and the pursuers behind, Han Bingjian turned and fled.

The flying sword continued to flee, Miao Qiuyue desperately chasing it. The cave was restricted, preventing the flying sword from escaping and forcing it to circle around. Its capture was only a matter of time. Liu Xing took the opportunity to set up a master recognition formation and then sat down in a cross-legged meditation to recover his spiritual energy. For over a month, he had been giving it his all, depleting both his spiritual awareness and mana. However, with the experience gained from this magical treasure refining experience, his refining skills had soared to the level of a master refiner.

An hour later, the flying sword finally ran out of spiritual energy and was restrained by Miao Qiuyue's spiritual power. Even though it was restrained, the flying sword continued to struggle, dashing left and right in the spiritual energy ball, trying to break free.

"My dear, don't worry, mom will feed you soon." Miao Qiuyue held the Ice Sword lovingly, actually treating it as her own child.

She held the Ice Sword and entered the Master Recognition Formation. She slashed her wrist, and her own blood and spiritual energy, flowing through the formation, slowly flowed into the flying sword. The Ice Sword greedily absorbed the essence and blood, like a well-fed child, becoming increasingly affectionate towards Miao Qiuyue, as if a baby had found its mother. Finally sated and satisfied, the Ice Sword danced joyfully around Miao Qiuyue, a state of intimacy.

This is definitely a top-grade magic weapon, its power far exceeds expectations, even Jiang Ming is envious of it.

"Congratulations, Junior Sister, your magic weapon has been successfully completed!" Jiang Ming congratulated.

Miao Qiuyue looked at Liu Xing, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, affectionately. His handsome face with sharp edges made her feel both grateful and fond of him.

"Baby, you were made by Brother Liu himself and fed with my blood. You are like our common child. From now on, I will call you Star-Moon Sword." Miao Qiuyue said playfully, her face full of happiness.

After hearing her words, Jiang Ming staggered and almost fell to the ground. Liu Xing was awakened from his meditation and almost lost his spiritual energy and became possessed.

Seeing the two's big reactions, Miao Qiuyue pretended to be innocent and asked, "Two senior brothers, what's wrong with the Star-Moon Sword?"

"No, no, there's nothing wrong..." Jiang Ming couldn't hold it back any longer and burst into laughter.

"There's nothing wrong with it, as long as my junior sister likes it." Liu Xing looked embarrassed and helpless, and could only smile bitterly.

"Oh, that's good. I swear here that the Star-Moon Sword will never stab Brother Liu!" Miao Qiuyue solemnly swore another oath. The Star-Moon Sword seemed to understand its master's words and trembled slightly, distantly expressing its trust in Liu Xing.

Liu Xing was deeply moved by Miao Qiuyue's vow, and felt it was worth all his hard work. A master of the Dao took the vow of the inner demon most seriously, and dared not disobey it.

After playing for a while, Miao Qiuyue put the Star-Moon Sword into his dantian and nurtured it. Without ten years of practice, the magic weapon would not be able to fight against the enemy.

"Thank you, Brother Liu, and thank you, Brother Jiang. I'll take my leave now." Miao Qiuyue stood up and expressed her gratitude to the two.

"Goodbye." Liu Xing and Jiang Ming stood up to see the guests off.

Miao Qiuyue left happily, and Jiang Ming pulled Liu Xing aside to discuss the matter. Jiang Ming hadn't participated in the refining of the magical weapon, observing from the sidelines. There were many things he didn't understand, and he wanted to take this opportunity to ask Liu Xing for advice. It was clear that Liu Xing had reached the level of a Grandmaster, far surpassing him. Liu Xing patiently explained, of course, glossing over the details about the strange spiritual energy, attributing it all to his own powerful spiritual awareness. Jiang Ming benefited greatly from this, feeling both envy and gratitude towards Liu Xing.

After the communication, Liu Xing said goodbye and left. He still had a lot of things to do and every second counted.

He came to the Puppet Department and plunged into the library, studying the more advanced puppet books that he had not been able to understand before.

Half a year passed quietly. He read books during the day and meditated and practiced Qigong at night. Although his cultivation had made no progress, the habits he had developed over the years did not change, and he continued to practice diligently.

That day, Qianyuan came back.

"Junior Brother Liu, you are now a candidate for the headmaster! Congratulations!" Qian Yuan was very happy when he met Liu Xing in the library.

Liu Xing was also delighted. This former project partner, who had previously worked with him on late-stage Foundation Establishment puppets, had shown great appreciation for his character and abilities. After not seeing him for decades, Qian Yuan's magical power had solidified, his strength had grown even greater, and his demeanor had become even more composed. He was sure to become a formidable leader of the sect in the future.

"Senior Brother Qian, you're back. I've been looking for you for a long time." Liu Xing held his hand enthusiastically, and the two of them found a place and started chatting in whispers.

Qian Yuan missed the opportunity to participate in the Southern District's war between good and evil alongside Liu Xing. Later, hearing rumors of Liu Xing's impressive performance, he expressed deep admiration and praise. Liu Xing quickly responded modestly, not wanting to take all the credit. Liu Xing also took the opportunity to inquire about Qian Yuan's recent whereabouts. Qian Yuan had been out searching for materials to refine magical weapons, and now that his mission had been complete, he had returned to the sect to seek assistance from his senior brothers in the Refining Pavilion.

"Brother Qian, do you want to refine a magic weapon? You don't need to trouble others. I will help you." Liu Xing said, patting his chest.

"Can you do it? This precious material of mine was hard to come by, please don't ruin it." Qian Yuan didn't quite believe it. He knew that Liu Xing was a master in refining equipment, and it was Liu Xing who had refined the puppets before.

"Don't worry, I have helped other fellow disciples refine magic weapons. I have experience and I guarantee that nothing will go wrong." Liu Xing said confidently.

"I believe you. Where shall we go to practice?" After three years of living together day and night, Qian Yuan knew Liu Xing very well. He knew that he was not the kind of person who talked nonsense, and he trusted him very much.

"Just go to your cave."

Immediately, the two set off for Qianyuan's cave. Qianyuan specialized in earth-attributed cultivation techniques, which possessed exceptionally strong defensive capabilities. He intended to refine the "Silver Sand Bell," a magical weapon capable of both attack and defense, complementing his cultivation techniques. He used precious materials such as silver, gold, blue sand, and rare earth elements.