My Three Clones Joined Rival Sects

Shen Yi split off three clones and sent them to three different sects. One learned swordsmanship, one trained with the saber, and one studied artifact crafting. It was a pretty good arrangement. Half a year later, all three had made good progress, and each had been assigned a mission to capture the original. After reading the messages, Shen Yi stuffed the provisions he had just bought back into his pack. Cultivating immortality was turning out to be a lot of legwork. He had planned to use his three clones to work from within and without, making life more and more secure. Who knew the sword cultivator would have an unbreakable oath, the saber cultivator would be unable to abandon his comrades, and the artifact crafter would still be attached to his workshop? Before he could ask them for help, he had to explain the whole situation. But they only had two chances a day to meet, and each time lasted just sixty breaths. At last, Shen Yi realized that even the way these three guys refused him was becoming more and more different. The worst part was that the three sects were relying on them to root out the spies.