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

After careful identification, he confirmed it was the thousand-year-old Haoyin grass. Two leaves had been gnawed away and newly grown, likely eaten by a lizard. The lizard's advancement to Level 2 was likely due to this grass. Undoubtedly, the Green Ox had come for the Haoyin grass. He quickly placed the four lizard eggs in a jade box and stowed them away in his storage bag. Then, he activated the Ten Directions Breathing Technique to disguise his magical power as that of a tenth-level Qi training cultivator. His spiritual sense sensed the moment the Green Ox killed the lizard outside. He plucked up the Haoyin grass, clutching it in his hand, and sped out of the cave.

"Moo!" An angry bull roared. The moment Liu Xing pulled up the Haoyin grass, the blue bull sensed it, its consciousness constantly locked onto the spiritual grass. It turned its head and stared at the cave entrance, just as Liu Xing rushed out in a hurry, still clutching the spiritual grass.

Niu Xiong's eyes flashed with surprise and greed when he saw the Haoyin grass had eleven leaves. Seeing the fluctuations of Liu Xing's tenth-level Qi Refining power, his fist-sized bull eyes glared at him cruelly, as if Liu Xing were already dead. Panic-stricken, Liu Xing hurriedly controlled a high-grade flying sword and fled into the distance.

"Damn blood slave! How dare you steal my things? I'll eat you alive!" Niu Xiong roared angrily, chasing Liu Xing like an arrow. He was puzzled as to how Liu Xing had entered the cave under his and the giant lizard's noses. But blood slaves were essentially playthings, and they never took them seriously. Furthermore, the treasure was right before his eyes, and he had to get it back before it fell to his competitors. So, without hesitation, he gave chase.

Liu Xing deliberately controlled his speed, starting with a swift start before finally slowing down, seemingly due to a lack of mana. Finally, he was within range of Niu Xiong's range for a ranged attack. Niu Xiong, delighted, shot a black and white sword beam from his horn, piercing Liu Xing fiercely. Liu Xing, panicking, summoned a high-grade shield, only to be shattered by the sword's blow. He scrambled and fell to the ground, narrowly avoiding the sword's fatal blow.

"Hahahaha, you dare to provoke me, Old Niu, with such skill? I'll send you to hell right now," Niu Xiong sneered, rushing forward in a flash, ready to defeat Liu Xing and snatch the Haoyin Grass back. He didn't dare delay even a moment, fearing that Liu Xing would become desperate and ruthlessly destroy the spiritual herb. Then, it would be too late to regret, and even cutting Liu Xing into pieces would be of no use.

Niu Xiong saw victory was in sight, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of Liu Xing, who looked calm and composed with a sarcastic look in his eyes, without a trace of panic at all. His heart skipped a beat.

"Oh no, it's a trap!" Niu Xiong forced himself to stop, but it was too late. He was enveloped by a large formation, which was the small maze formation set up by Liu Xing in advance.

Liu Xing stood up, took out the jade box, carefully stored the Haoyin Grass, and placed it in his storage bracelet. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Niu Xiong calmly. Seeing Liu Xing openly take away the treasure he had painstakingly found, Niu Xiong's eyes were bloodshot, and hatred filled his heart, wishing he could eat his flesh alive and extract his soul to refine his spirit.

"I know you have awakened your spiritual intelligence and can understand what I say. Tell me what is going on here? I will give you a quick death and save you from the pain of extracting your soul and refining your spirit." Liu Xing said lightly, transmitting his thoughts into Niu Xiong's mind.

"Hahahaha, from the moment you became a blood slave, you have become our flesh and blood. There has been no possibility of survival for tens of thousands of years. Just wait to die, hahahaha." Niu Xiong laughed wildly.

"What is a blood slave? Forget it, since you refuse to tell me, I will just kill you and search your soul." Liu Xing was too lazy to talk nonsense. Since he came to this different world, the pressure of survival made him become hard-hearted.

He had already witnessed Niu Xiong's strength, comparable to that of a second-level demon beast. Though his current mana was less than half, no top-grade magical weapon could break his defenses. So he immediately drew out his talisman and began to activate it. Niu Xiong, alarmed by the talisman's aura, far surpassed the sword radiance of his ox horns. He panicked and, gathering all his strength, slammed into the barrier, causing the formation to shake. Liu Xing ignored this. Even the Xuanyin Sect's young master, at the Foundation Establishment stage, couldn't break the small maze formation, let alone a weakened first-level demon beast. He simply focused on cultivating the talisman.

A quarter of an hour later, the Clear Sky Hammer talisman unleashed a terrifying force, slamming down fiercely on the Green Ox. Niu Xiong's eyes widened in terror, and he mobilized all his magical power to resist, putting up a last-ditch effort. But unsurprisingly, the blow shattered his skull, killing him instantly. Meanwhile, Liu Xing had already summoned the Gathering Yin Bowl, which contained a miniature calf—Niu Xiong's soul.

Liu Xing entered the small maze, activated the barrier, and after ensuring the perimeter was safe, he began searching Niu Xiong's soul. The spirit twisted and struggled, emitting silent roars in apparent agony, gazing at Liu Xing eagerly, hoping for a lasting release. The little devil, Liu Xing, ignored all this, concentrating on searching Niu Xiong's memories, searching for answers.

Niu Xiong's life was filled with unwavering love and affection. His grandfather, the clan leader, had nurtured him from a young age, and the entire clan protected him. Yet, he remained undeterred by pride and arrogance. Instead, he diligently cultivated, and with his exceptional talent, he advanced rapidly, far surpassing his peers and possessing the potential to be the next clan leader. However, with his passing, all this was shattered.

Liu Xing had seen the "Python Bull Strength" inherited technique, considered a top-grade physical training technique, but it only contained the first three levels, capable of cultivating to the point of bronze skin and iron bones. He recorded it on a jade slip for future reference.

Finally, he finally understood his current situation. He had been captured by a great demon and thrown into the Sunset Secret Realm, becoming the target of a demon elite's trials and hunts. Known as blood slaves, nearly one hundred blood slaves were left within the secret realm. He also learned his location: hundreds of thousands of miles west of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, deep within the demon heartland, the heart of the territory ruled by the seven major demon clans. The good news was that the secret realm opened only once every three hundred years, containing countless treasures. Only level-one demon beasts could enter, and higher levels were automatically expelled. Within the secret realm, he didn't have to worry too much about his safety; perhaps, his chance would still come. The bad news was that the secret realm would close in a month, and he was deeply concerned about how he would escape. A level-seven demon beast was guarding the entrance, and leaving would mean death. As he finished reviewing his memories, his soul finally collapsed and dissipated.

"Alas, I just escaped from the wolf's mouth and fell into the tiger's den. God has been very kind to me." Liu Xing looked up at the sky and lamented his misfortune.

"If you want to eat me, I'll see if you have the teeth to do it! Since you want my life, I'll first wipe out all your disciples and grandchildren, killing every one I see!" Liu Xing thought fiercely. Under the pressure of certain death, his eyes instantly turned red, and a surge of murderous anger rose to the sky! Liu Xing was immediately frightened and quickly recited the "Heart Purification Mantra" to keep his mind clear. After a quarter of an hour, he finally recovered and almost went into a state of madness.