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

Thirty days passed quickly, and the seventh-level monsters outside the secret realm awoke from their trance. The lion-tiger leader led the other monsters, opening the forbidden gate. Meanwhile, the other monsters within the secret realm were ready to leave, some galloping, some running, towards the exit. None dared to linger, having learned from past experiences that staying would only lead to death. Jiao Jiao blended in with the other monsters, leisurely following in their flight.

"Old Ape, do you want to make a bet on which of the two tribes will obtain more treasures?" The leader of the Green Ox tribe challenged the leader of the Savage Ape tribe.

"Hey, Old Man Niu, you're so brave to bet with me!" The leader of the ape team showed no sign of weakness.

"If I lose, this seventh-level demon pill will be yours." Qingniu took out a gray round bead and said while playing with it.

"Tell me, what do you like about me? I don't know your little tricks yet." The ape leader said bluntly, remaining unmoved.

"If you lose, give me ten kilograms of monkey wine brewed by your wife!" said the leader of the Qingniu team in a mean manner.

"Ten kilograms? Dream on. Do you think that's ordinary monkey wine? It's five kilograms at most." The monkey leader was furious. He refused without hesitation and cut the bet in half.

"Five pounds is five pounds. Let's high-five as a pledge." Qingniu agreed immediately, as if he was afraid that the barbarian ape would regret it.

Two "pa pa" sounds were heard, and the blue ox stood up, raised its front hooves, and collided twice with the giant palm of the wild ape, thus completing the bet.

"Hey, hey, hey, why don't you take me with you when you have a gambling game?" The lion leader shouted and came over.

"I have two level seven old turtle shells, which are worth as much as your bets. I'll bet with you on each one." The lion leader took out his bet and joined in.

Neither the Green Ox nor the Savage Ape were happy about it. The two tribes were equally strong, so they could gamble, but the Lion-Tiger Tribe was still a bit stronger. However, they couldn't resist the Lion Leader's persistence. At their level, they didn't care much about material possessions, so they had no choice but to agree.

The first to fly out were the golden eagles. After all, they were the rulers of the sky and were very powerful. Their huge wings allowed them to fly extremely fast, and their escape speed was unmatched by other monsters. A dozen golden eagles flew out first and landed in front of the eagle leader.

"Well, half of them have returned. Bring out your harvest now." The eagle leader was very pleased with the survival rate. Each eagle handed in their harvest in turn. There were over twenty bottles of Emperor's Juice and over thirty spiritual herbs and fruits. It was a very good harvest. The eagle leader was very pleased with the success of his younger generation, making him look down upon the other tribes with even greater pride. The other demons could not stand the golden eagle's pride, and seeing its irritating behavior, they wanted to scold it. Seeing so many golden eagles return, the demons also looked forward to their own tribe's arrival.

Jiao Jiao followed the golden eagle out, having activated the pet bag's barrier before leaving, isolating it from both inside and outside. Liu Xing couldn't sense anything outside, and the monsters outside couldn't sense what was happening inside the bag unless they forcibly broke the barrier. The monster leader, upon seeing the little dragon emerge, tacitly ignored it, taking a quick glance and then leaving it alone. Jiao Jiao didn't rush to leave, lest she appear guilty, but remained, quietly observing the various tribes counting their treasures.

Next, Shi Meng, along with five members of the Lion-Tiger Tribe, ran out and stopped before the Lion Leader. Only five? The Lion Leader was very dissatisfied. The five demons stepped forward and surrendered their treasures: seventeen bottles of Emperor's Juice and thirteen spiritual herbs and fruits, most of which were handed over by Shi Meng.

"Only so few lion cubs have come out? And only so little?" Seeing that only a quarter of the lions and tigers had returned, the Blue Ox leader felt relieved. In the past, at least a third had returned. It seemed the lions and tigers had been unlucky, suffering heavy losses this time. He couldn't help but taunt the Lion leader, as a retaliation for his forced gambling.

"Hmph!" The lion leader snorted angrily. He didn't want to pay attention to it and only blamed his own tribe for not living up to expectations. The other lions didn't dare to say anything and just lay aside, not daring to make a sound.

The Savage Apes emerged next. Yuan Wu led six Savage Apes out, approached the Ape Leader, handed over fifteen bottles of Emperor's Flowing Juice and twelve Spiritual Herbs, and then stood quietly by. Seeing that his tribe had more members than the Lions and Tigers, the Ape Leader thought victory was a sure thing, but unexpectedly, they had fewer precious materials. He snorted angrily.

Then, three spirit snakes from the Spirit Snake Clan darted out, approaching the Serpent Leader and glaring fiercely at the Golden Eagle Clan, as if they were about to devour them alive. They simultaneously transmitted a message to the Leader, reporting their plight. It turned out that most of their kin had perished at the hands of the Golden Eagles. "You're inferior to us, yet you still dare to speak so? Hand over your treasures and get out!" the Serpent Leader rebuked him with a bitter voice, though he still glared coldly in the direction of the Golden Eagles. The Eagle Leader ignored them, continuing to hold his head high and preen. The three spirit snakes handed over five bottles of Emperor's Juice and three spiritual herbs, then coiled up in frustration and stood aside.

Then, the Qiong Rat Clan, led by Shu Xiaojin, burst out. There were seven or eight of them, quite a few still alive. "They're truly a bunch of rats! They probably hid in the secret realm, daring not to move, and that's how they managed to survive." The demons jeered with envy and jealousy at the fact that so many of the Qiong Rat Clan's disciples had survived. The Rat leader was furious, but he couldn't stand up to the crowd alone, so he could only glare at the demons. The Rat Clan disciples handed over ten bottles of Emperor's Flowing Juice and nine spiritual herbs.

Lang Xiao ran out with four silver wolves. All of them were injured to varying degrees, some still bleeding. They looked utterly miserable. They came to the wolf leader, handed over twelve bottles of Emperor's Juice and nine spiritual herbs, and immediately lay down to rest, licking their wounds.

The leader of the Blue Ox tribe was getting a little anxious waiting; of the seven tribes, only the Blue Ox hadn't emerged yet. The other demons stared at the Ox leader with curiosity, their eyes full of sarcasm.

"Haha, Old Ox, you guys won't be wiped out, will you?" The Lion Leader finally found an opportunity to criticize the Green Ox Leader in order to avenge the ridicule he had just received.

The Green Ox leader ignored him, still staring at the exit. Just as the exit was about to close, two Green Oxen stumbled out of the secret realm, severely injured. They had only surrendered two spiritual herbs, not a single vial of Emperor's Flowing Juice. This infuriated the Green Ox leader, who wished he could kick these two disgraceful creatures to death.

Time slowly passed, and the entrance to the secret realm finally closed, signaling the end of this trial. Taking stock of their gains, the Golden Eagle Clan ranked first, followed by the Lion-Tiger Clan, the Savage Ape Clan, the Silver Wolf Clan, the Jade Rat Clan, the Spirit Snake Clan, and the Blue Ox Clan. The allocation of resources for the next three hundred years began a new round of discussion and debate.