Deng Bagu was also well versed in the Demon Cult's secret arts, and she was astonished to realize that the two Gods-Demons had been refined by Shi Feiyang.
She stole another glance at Shi Feiyang. He still radiated righteousness, his Immortal Qi ethereal and elusive. When she turned back to the two demons, she suddenly felt that she must still be lost in the countless dreams woven by the treasured umbrella's light.
Only when Shi Feiyang told her what had happened between him and the two demonic monks did she understand. "I found the method for refining Gods-Demons in the secret manuals those two left behind. Since they had so often relied on Demonic Magic to harm others, I turned their own methods back upon them and refined them into Gods-Demons themselves. But all my cultivation comes from the Mystic Sect's elixir arts, so these Demonic Path methods are rather awkward for me to use. I incorporated some Daoist School techniques for binding Primordial Spirits, too. It may be a little crude, but so long as it works, that will do. Don't laugh at me."
Deng Bagu hurriedly said, "You must be joking, Master. All the arts your disciple knows are lowly little tricks, hardly worth mentioning..."
Shi Feiyang then had Deng Bagu take the two demons back down. She opened the way with the Earth-Piercing Divine Needle while the demons helped her continue digging. It took another four days and nights to unearth the Snow Soul Pearl.
The Precious Pearl was only a little over an inch in diameter, but its fierce light dazzled the eyes. One glimpse would have blinded an ordinary mortal. If they simply brought the treasure up after uncovering it, its radiance would shoot into the heavens, visible to keen-eyed cultivators hundreds or even thousands