Chapter 65

A dagger lay quietly at Kangxi's feet, gleaming with a cold light. Wei Xiaobao, standing beside him, shivered as he realized that little Xuanzi was about to become a eunuch.

Would he have to take care of these three thousand palace beauties from now on?

"Your Majesty, please hurry up," Geng Jingzhong said with a fierce expression. After all, Kangxi was the legitimate emperor, and his presence on the throne would help stabilize the country more quickly.

The power of the Three Feudatories was not enough to intimidate the whole country. Now, they could only rely on Kangxi's name to gradually erode imperial authority, consolidate power, and rule the world. Otherwise, if the Eight Banners Army were completely annihilated, how could Kangxi continue to be emperor?

Kangxi's face turned pale, and he tightly gripped the dragon throne, scanning the ministers below. Why didn't any of these loyal and capable ministers speak up for him?

Under Kangxi's expectant gaze, the ministers all lowered their heads, silently looking at their feet, not daring to meet his eyes. Whoever spoke up would surely be dead. After all, it was just a matter of cutting off a small part, and it wasn't even their own.

The Three Feudatories watched Kangxi, who was sitting on the dragon throne, with a mocking look in their eyes. Did you really think these ministers would "sacrifice their lives for righteousness"?

"Shopkeeper, here are all the precious herbs from the imperial palace. Please accept them," a man carrying a package said as he entered the hall. Wu Sangui's face lit up; he had secretly instructed this person to collect all the valuable herbs from the imperial palace. Taking the package, Wu Sangui walked up to Zhou Yang with a fawning expression.

Zhou Yang took the package and immediately flew away. He had seen enough of the drama of forcing the emperor to abdicate. As for whether Kangxi would castrate himself or have someone else do it, he didn't want to watch, as the thought made him shiver.

When Zhou Yang flew back to the command tent, Emperor Huizong of Song, Zhao Ji, looked embarrassed. The 800,000 troops had fled without a fight, and this had also affected the armies at the southern and western gates. Fortunately, there were no major casualties, but this incident was enough to make Emperor Huizong of Song famous.

"Alright, let's leave," Zhou Yang said calmly, directly sending these troops back to their respective worlds. Then, he returned to the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower.

"Shopkeeper," Gao Yao said respectfully when he saw Zhou Yang appear, pulling out a ledger and handing it to him. "This is the transaction record and commission for the past two days."

Zhou Yang nodded in satisfaction, pleased with Gao Yao's work attitude. Although he could use the system to check the transactions of the past two days, he appreciated employees who reported proactively.

He flipped through the ledger. In two days, there had been over a dozen transactions and one commission.

"Actually, to catch a ghost in the Curse?" Zhou Yang's face stiffened as he read the commission. Fighting and killing was one thing, but catching a ghost was a specialized task, and he wasn't cut out for it.

This was a woman possessed by a curse, who had traded twenty years of her life to have the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower remove the curse and eliminate the villain, Kayako.

Gao Yao, standing beside him, noticed Zhou Yang's change in expression when he read the ghost-catching commission and asked nervously, "Is there something wrong, Shopkeeper?"

To Gao Yao, it was just a regular ghost. The shopkeeper only needed to use his immense power to make the ghost disappear.

"Nothing," Zhou Yang explained, telling Gao Yao not to overthink it.

"I just hope my luck is good," Zhou Yang muttered. In the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower, there were some spells, but the last time, the Taoist from China's Amazing Mr. Wang had traded several Taoist techniques, which were all about raising corpses and were useless against ghosts. He would have to use the system to hire a ghost-catching temporary worker.

"System, post a message: The Ten Thousand Worlds Tower is now hiring ghost-catching temporary workers with the ability to capture and eliminate ghosts. The reward is 100 value points," Zhou Yang said to the system, hoping someone would apply soon.

Once possessed by a curse, one couldn't live for long. If the client died, Zhou Yang would fail the task and be deducted 4000 value points. However, he only had about 1000 value points left.

In the Mr. Vampire world.

The Taoist from the Maoshan Sect, Uncle Nine, was organizing coffins in the funeral parlor with his two disciples to prevent the ghosts inside from causing trouble.

"Wencai, Qiusheng, stop fooling around and finish the work, or you won't sleep tonight," Uncle Nine said helplessly. One was timid and lecherous, the other was cunning, but disciples were hard to come by, as normal people wouldn't become Taoists.

If it weren't for the fear of the Maoshan Sect's techniques being lost, Uncle Nine wouldn't have taken these two as disciples.

"Huh? What kind of demon?" Uncle Nine's face suddenly changed, and he performed a Taoist spell, opening his Heavenly Eye. His golden eyes scanned the surroundings.

After several rounds, Uncle Nine's face became even more serious, as he found nothing.

"Master, didn't the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower just look for someone to catch a ghost? Let's go outside and see if anyone is waiting," Wencai said casually, thinking the voice he heard was from outside.

In the next moment, the three of them disappeared from the funeral parlor in shock.

In the China's Amazing Mr. Wang world.

Wang Xiaoer, from his hometown of Wangbatun, had come to the capital to work. His 'Seven Killings of Gods and Ghosts' technique was nearly complete. Last night, he had an intimate encounter with a police officer named Li Xue, making his heart race.

"Ten Thousand Worlds Tower catching ghosts?" Wang Xiaoer was puzzled. Could this be an invitation from a powerful Taoist? Driven by curiosity, he decided to go and see, and then disappeared from his rental house.

In the Taoist Leaving the Mountain world.

Yin Shisan and his assistant, Shi Pangzi, were riding bicycles to a new resident's house. The new resident felt a constant oppression in their chest after moving in. After receiving a thousand yuan as a deposit, they hurriedly went there.

"Pangzi, did you hear anything?" Yin Shisan suddenly stopped his bicycle and said seriously.

"No," Shi Pangzi kept scrolling through his phone, and even thunder wouldn't make him hear.

"I heard the Ten Thousand Worlds Tower is hiring ghost-catching temporary workers," Yin Shisan said with a smile.

Could he be possessed by a ghost? He was an expert at catching ghosts.

"I think I heard it too," Shi Pangzi suddenly shivered, feeling a message enter his mind, and he didn't even notice his phone falling to the ground.

"Could it be a thousand-year-old ghost?" Shi Pangzi shivered. For a ghost to dare to tempt them in broad daylight, it must have great power.

"Let me do a divination," Yin Shisan said seriously, but he couldn't get any results.

"Shisan, I think I just agreed to it. Will something happen?" Shi Pangzi's face turned pale. He had agreed to the invitation without thinking, and he realized he had also agreed to it.

Could he have been cursed?

Before Yin Shisan could answer, the two of them disappeared from the road.

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