Shi Feiyang had subdued the two demonic monks and refined them into Gods-Demons. He asked them, "There's a Jade Capital Pool somewhere near here. Where exactly is it?"
The two demonic monks were already utterly obedient and immediately pointed out the direction.
It was indeed not far away. After leaving Qingluo Valley and crossing several snowy ridges, they reached a main peak. At its summit, ten thousand feet high, lay a frozen lake. Its waters had frozen solid and clear beneath a thick blanket of snow, while Glacier hung like armor around the mountain walls.
"Reporting to Master, this is the Jade Capital Pool."
Shi Feiyang studied the heavens and the Earth Veins, made some calculations, then ordered the two monks, "Seven thousand three hundred zhang beneath this spot, deep in the frozen heart of the earth's crust, lies a Snow Soul Pearl condensed from the essence of ice and snow over countless millions of years. I want you to bore through the solid ice and fetch it for me."
Ever since submitting to him, the two monks had resigned themselves to serving like oxen and horses. Hearing that he wanted them to break ice and bore through a mountain actually pleased them. What they feared most was Shi Feiyang sending them into magical combat against orthodox cultivators of the Mystic Sect or eminent monks of the Buddhist Sect. Most such cultivators possessed unshakable resolve, and either mastered the Great Demon-Subduing Art or carried Magic Treasures that countered Demon Heads. One misstep, and they would be reduced to drifting ash and scattered smoke.
The two demonic monks stood atop the frozen lake and each manifested the Dharma form of his innate Gods-Demon.
These forms were embodiments of the malice lurking in their subconscious minds, shaped by years of cultivating demonic