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

"Brother Chu, are you serious?" Zuo Qiuhai's eyes lit up, and he was indeed moved.

"That's absolutely true!" Chu Shixiu said affirmatively.

Zuo Qiuhai fell into deep thought. It seemed the Hehuan Sect had sacrificed not only a great cultivator but also a large number of disciples, leaving them unable to control such a vast territory. Could it be that the Qianji Sect had truly expanded so much, leaving the Hehuan Sect completely powerless to contend? It wasn't that serious. Even if the Qianji Sect had three great cultivators, our alliance of two sects still had four. Our combined strength was still superior, so there was no need to fear. Why was this old demon Chu so desperate to survive like a frightened bird? Wasn't the price he paid too high?

"Brother Zuo, what do you think? Considering that you and I share the same origin of the magic path, I gave you such a big gift. Is that sincerity enough? If you are still hesitant, I will go to the Zhenyang Sect for cooperation. I believe they will definitely not refuse this big gift!" Chu Shixiu said impatiently when he saw that the other party was hesitating.

"No!" Zuo Qiuhai blurted out. Zhenyang Sect was his mortal enemy. The two sects had been fighting for thousands of years. In the past hundred years, the fighting had become more and more intense, and several major wars had taken place.

If the Hehuan Sect and the Zhenyang Sect form an alliance, then the Demon Sect will be caught in the middle, which is very bad.

"Brother Chu, please calm down. It's just that the surprise came too suddenly, so I'm a little surprised. Since the Hehuan Sect is so sincere, I agree to our alliance. If the Qianji Sect attacks again, you just need to let us know, and my Demon Sect will definitely support us!" Zuo Qiuhai was also a man who made decisions quickly. He agreed after thinking for a moment.

"Okay, Brother Zuo, you have made a good decision. You and I are in a relationship of mutual dependence, so we should help each other. I have ordered the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to evacuate these places, and you can arrange for people to move in." Chu Shixiu was very happy to see that the other party agreed.

"Haha, Brother Chu really came prepared. His swift and decisive work makes us admire him." Zuo Qiuhai laughed and agreed happily.

Soon, the news that the Hehuan Sect had withdrawn and closed its mountain, as well as formed an alliance with the Demon Sect, reached Cao Changyun and Nangong Yan.

"The Demon Cult has intervened, but there are some problems."

"That's fine. Let the Demon Cult mess around with the other territories. Our core target at this stage is these three spirit stone mines. One of them originally belonged to my Qianji Sect but was later seized by the Hehuan Sect. The other two belong to the Hehuan Sect. This old demon Chu is quite shrewd. He still holds these three spirit stone mines in his own hands. Hehe, I wonder if he can hold them."

"Spread the footage of the old demon Hehuan framing the newly promoted great monk. This time, we must cause internal strife within the Hehuan Sect and actively absorb the surrendered soldiers."

"This move is incredible. Let the world see the incompetence and brutality of this old demon. He even attacks his own people!"

The intelligence personnel of Qianji Sect quickly spread the video of the new great monk being framed, causing an uproar throughout the world, especially the sect of the new monk, which was originally the strongest sect affiliated with Hehuan Sect. After learning the truth, they began to riot.

However, Chu Shixiu had been prepared for this. After returning from the Qianji Sect, his first act was to apprehend the newly promoted high-ranking cultivators of the sect who had reached the Jindan stage and above, and planted them with mind-controlling restrictions. Although they now knew the truth, they were powerless. Of course, some cultivators with violent temperaments chose to self-destruct in protest. The high-ranking disciples were apprehended, but nearly 10,000 low-ranking disciples scattered, some defecting to the Demon Sect and some to the Qianji Sect. Other affiliated factions were also affected by this and were in a state of uncertainty. They no longer dared to practice the secret techniques passed down by the Hehuan Sect and also considered leaving the Hehuan Sect. The old demon Hehuan was discredited, and a small number of disciples fled, leaving the entire Hehuan Sect in a state of panic.

During this period, the Demon Cult dispatched troops and gradually moved into the territory vacated by the Hehuan Sect. Except for several key mining areas guarded by the Hehuan Sect, all other troops were withdrawn to the headquarters, and Chu Shixiu licked his wounds silently.

The Qianji Sect took action again, and this time the target was obviously the Jinlan Mine, one of the largest spirit stone mines of the Hehuan Sect.

Nangong Yan led the team personally, and the Qianji Army was like a tiger descending from the mountain, bombarding the Jinlan Mine's protective formation.

Chu Shixiu was extremely anxious and sent a message to the Demon Sect leader Zuoqiu Hai, asking his allies to join forces.

Now that Zuo Qiuhai had gained benefits, he felt embarrassed not to take action, so he hesitated for more than a month before sending another great cultivator, Wen Chan, to come alone for support. Chu Shixiu also asked Hong Xuanting to lead the three Nascent Soul elders to go together.

By the time they arrived a month later, the Jinlan Mine had already changed hands. After the formation was broken, the defenders knew the situation was hopeless. With a great cultivator leading the enemy, any futile struggle would only lead to their own demise. They surrendered without much resistance.

"Brother Wen, your Demon Cult gained the benefit, but you were hesitant in sending troops, missing the opportunity to fight. You should be held responsible for the failure of this rescue!" Hong Xuanting complained angrily.

"Hmph, as soon as my Demon Sect received the news, we immediately mobilized our troops. I even rushed here from the front line of the Zhenyang Sect. How could I be deliberately dragging my feet? Who would have thought that your Hehuan Sect was so useless that it couldn't even hold out for a month? How can you blame me for this?" Wen Chan replied unhappily.

"Boom!" Hong Xuanting attacked angrily and punched the newly repaired protective formation of Jinlan Mine.

The defensive formation set up by Nangong Yan, the master of prohibitions, was several times stronger than the previous one. Even with Master Hong's full-strength attack, it only caused the formation to shake slightly.

"Senior Sister, there are two great cultivators and three Nascent Soul cultivators outside. It will be quite risky for us to fight them." Shangguan Nan said anxiously.

"No rush, let them use up some energy. I estimate that they will retreat without a fight in half a day at most." Nangong Yan said indifferently.

"Listen up, grandsons of Qianji Sect, if you have the guts, come out and fight grandpa, don't be a coward!" Hong Xuanting was scolding and beating them, but he couldn't break the turtle shell, and he was a little anxious. Qianji Sect had four great monks, and if they all came to kill them, he and the others would have to flee again. Now was the time to take advantage of the enemy's weakness and see if he could severely damage this isolated army.

At the same time, the other two spirit stone mines of the Hehuan Sect also welcomed the King Kong and Chen Gong teams respectively. With their huge strength advantage, they occupied the two spirit stone mines with almost no effort.

Chu Shixiu had no choice. He didn't dare to move out easily for fear that his old nest would be lost. He could only watch the mining area fall.

Hong Xuanting also received news of the failures at the other two mines, and he roared with rage, feeling helpless. He could only vent his anger on the Jinlan Mine's restrictions, unleashing his mana like it was free. However, with the formation personally overseen by the great monk Nangong Yan, it was far from easy for him to break. After a long struggle, he achieved nothing and retreated in disgrace, to the laughter of the Thousand Machine Army.

Then, frantic mining began at the three mines, with tens of thousands of captive monks being used as miners. Monk miners were more than a hundred times more efficient than the mortals. At this rate, the thousand-year-old deposit would be completely mined within ten years.