623: A Soul-Disrupting Stone as tall as a person, Soul-Refining Mountain?!

I ask you, is there any better deal in this world than getting the body of a Supreme Immortal just by digging up some broken stones?!

No! Absolutely not!

That is the Peak of the Immortal Realm!

Demonic Thought wielded his tiny shovel, digging diligently. Although his body was small, he was extremely fast, and every swing brought up large chunks of gravel.

He even used energy to conjure two small stubby hands; one held a huge shovel completely disproportionate to his size, and the other held a small mining lamp, as he grunted and puffed, digging deeper and deeper.

"I am a miner, strong in mining skills..."

As Demonic Thought dug, he hummed the tune Lu Hao had taught him, full of passion:

"I want to dig up that Chaotic Soul Mountain until nothing remains... For my Immortal body, I'll dig it all away..."

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho! chaotic soul stone, come to me... Piece after piece, Master will smile with glee..."

However, three consecutive days of high-intensity digging, even with his cultivation base as a Seven-Source Supreme, left him feeling somewhat exhausted.

His golden body was covered in black mining dust, making him look dull and gray, and his round body seemed slightly flattened.

His two small stubby hands also became sluggish, no longer as nimble as before.

Thus, he decided to return and report.

Lu Hao's expression shifted; noticing Demonic Thought's movement, he opened his eyes to look.

When a dusty, gray golden orb emerged from an inconspicuous corner, Lu Hao glanced at it and couldn't help but laugh softly.

This Demonic Thought looked exactly like a miner who had just crawled out of a coal mine.

Waving its hands, carrying the distinct smell of dust from the mine, it floated unsteadily in front of Lu Hao.

"Master! I'm back!"

Demonic Thought's voice held a trace of excited anticipation for praise, mixed with a hint of exhaustion.

Lu Hao sized him up from head to toe. He looked genuinely comical, and a smile appeared on Lu Hao's face.

"You've worked hard."

Lu Hao said softly.

"It wasn't hard! It wasn't hard!"

Demonic Thought puffed out his non-existent chest and patted himself with his hand, his eyes shining with excitement:

"The Immortal body is guiding my Dao!! Master, I'm not tired at all!"

"Hahaha, look at you, how unpromising! You're already this greedy just for a mere Immortal body?"

Demonic Thought rubbed his small head and asked confusedly:

"Huh, Master? Isn't the Immortal body of a Supreme Immortal enough?"

Lu Hao didn't explain further:

"Enough, enough, enough! Of course, it's enough."

In truth, Lu Hao felt that as his cultivation base increased, he would certainly grow to a higher level in the future. How could a mere Immortal be the end goal?

By then, the companions following him would naturally receive better treatment.

Of course, those were matters for later, and Lu Hao was currently unwilling to explain so much to Demonic Thought.

"After digging for three days, how many chaotic soul stones have you unearthed?"

Lu Hao asked, chuckling:

"Master, look at my results!"

Crash!

Demonic Thought waved his hands, and Lu Hao immediately set up an isolation array around them.

The next moment, pitch-black chaotic soul stones poured down like a waterfall, piling up into a small mountain on the ground!

The small mountain was about the height of a person, emitting a faint glow. A rough estimate showed there were about twenty thousand pieces!

Lu Hao looked at the piled chaotic soul stones, a smile of appreciation appearing on his face.

"Well done."

Lu Hao said.

"Hehe, as long as Master is satisfied!"

Demonic Thought proudly swayed his body, then yawned:

"For the Immortal body of this Supreme Immortal, I used every ounce of strength I had!"

Lu Hao smiled and shook his head, collecting all the chaotic soul stones and tossing them entirely into the world purifying glazed pagoda, beginning the long purification process.

Seeing this, Demonic Thought was satisfied. Feeling tired, he transformed into a bead and flew back into Lu Hao's hair to fall into a deep sleep.

He hadn't rested properly in three days, and now he could finally get some good sleep.

After settling Demonic Thought, Lu Hao stood up.

With these twenty thousand chaotic soul stones, he temporarily had no intention of continuing to mine.

He could freely spend these chaotic soul stones to provide ample Cultivation resources for the Disciples in the Hunyuan Pagoda.

Thus, Lu Hao began walking around the massive Chaotic Soul Mountain, his Divine Thought spreading out overwhelmingly, inspecting every corner and every miner.

He moved through the various mine tunnels, observing the Cultivators who were mining, hoping to find clues for the fifth Personal Disciple among them.

He carefully observed everyone's aura, everyone's Soul fluctuations, and everyone's trajectory of fate.

He even infiltrated some hidden mining areas to check the abandoned tunnels.

He saw Cultivators of all kinds: some filled with a yearning for life, some struggling to survive, and others who were completely despairing.

However, one hour, two hours... In the blink of an eye, three hours passed.

He had walked through almost all areas of the entire Chaotic Soul Mountain open to miners, and even thoroughly inspected some abandoned tunnels.

Yet, the System still showed no reaction.

Lu Hao's footsteps stopped in the depths of a mining tunnel. Looking at the pitch-black cave before him, a hint of confusion arose in his heart.

He had searched for so long, yet found no clues. This made him somewhat perplexed.

Could it be that his fifth Personal Disciple wasn't here?

He frowned. Could the information provided by the System be wrong?

After pondering for a moment, Lu Hao flashed and returned to his original location.

Since he couldn't find him, he would stop searching for now. If fate allowed, they would meet, and he wasn't in a hurry anyway.

The Disciples within the Hunyuan Pagoda, the Disciples of the Qingxuan Sect, and the Disciples of the Sects affiliated with the Qingxuan Sect were all making progress daily, so Lu Hao's cultivation base was also improving every day.

Since that was the case, why rush? They would gather when fate allowed, and besides, the foul Qi here couldn't erode him...

In a desolate region countless billions of miles away from Chaotic Soul Mountain, this area was also uninhabited, and the foul was so dense it was almost solidifying.

Here, too, stood a majestic mountain range so vast it defied description.

Its name was Soul Refining Mountain!

Unlike Chaotic Soul Mountain, the stones of this mountain displayed an eerie blood-red color, as if soaked in the blood of countless beings for billions of years.

Within the mountain, a large number of Cultivators were also engaged in arduous mining. They wielded specialized tools, digging unique minerals from the blood-red rock.

Soul Refining Stone!

If one looked closely, they would notice that they wore uniform profound black Dao robes, and embroidered on the cuffs of the robes was a mysterious totem composed of star trajectories.

Clearly, this group of people was not affiliated with the powers controlling Chaotic Soul Mountain.