Chapter 66

After the announcement was sent out, Zhou Yang was also a bit nervous. If no one came to apply, it would be a disaster.

His martial arts realm, at the peak of the initial stage of the innate realm, was virtually useless against the invisible curse. The curse was not affected by physical attacks.

Moreover, martial artists like Zhou Yang, who practiced martial arts, were also a great tonic for those ghostly beings. Although martial artists had vigorous blood and qi, which had a restraining effect on ghosts, they were also incredibly attractive to powerful ghosts.

Who knew if there were any other powerful ghosts besides the curse?

Once they could withstand the burning of the blood and qi, they would swarm towards Zhou Yang like moths to a flame.

Taoist priests, exorcists, yin-yang masters, mages...

Any of them would do. Zhou Yang anxiously waited in the Multiverse Tower.

"Name: Uncle Nine.

Identity: Descendant of Mount Mao in the Mr. Zombie world."

A middle-aged man with gray hair walked in. His gaze was sharp, and he had a very cool hairstyle. He looked alert, and two people followed behind him. One was very cautious, hiding behind Uncle Nine, while the other looked around curiously, fascinated by everything he saw.

"Phew~"

Zhou Yang exhaled heavily. At least someone had come to apply, though he was somewhat worried about whether Uncle Nine could subdue the curse.

After all, in the Mr. Zombie world, Uncle Nine was not even a match for a twenty-year-old zombie, and a regular female ghost had made him look very awkward.

"Uncle Nine, please come this way. You can rest here or take a look around," Zhou Yang said with a smile as he walked over. If no one else came, he would probably have to rely on Uncle Nine for help.

"Thank you, shop owner." Uncle Nine suppressed his shock, realizing that this was not an illusion but a real place. He bowed to Zhou Yang.

"Shop owner, what does your shop sell?" Chiu Sheng asked curiously.

"Martial arts manuals, rare herbs, divine weapons, elixirs... all kinds of goods are available," Zhou Yang explained.

"Master, let's go take a look." Under the urging of Man Tsai and Chiu Sheng, Uncle Nine "reluctantly" followed them.

"Hmm? Another one!" Zhou Yang was pleasantly surprised. The more, the better, so he could choose the best.

"Name: Wang Xia'er.

Identity: Descendant of the Seven Kill Order in the Mr. China Astounding world."

"Come, come, Wang Xia'er, come in and sit down." Zhou Yang greeted him warmly. Wang Xia'er's Seven Kill Order was a technique created by Yuan Tiangang, combining the essence of the Ma Yi and Mount Mao schools. This technique, due to its excessive revelation of heavenly secrets, even alarmed the Heavenly Court and was banned.

Although this Heavenly Court was not as impressive as the one in Journey to the West, it was still composed of god-like figures.

"Shop owner."

Wang Xia'er scratched his head, looking simple and honest. This young man from a remote village maintained the integrity and kindness of the mountains.

"Wang Xia'er, you can look around inside. I need to go receive another person." Zhou Yang said apologetically to Wang Xia'er, as another person walked in.

"Name: Yin Shisan.

Identity: Descendant of Mount Mao in the Taoist Priest Out of the Mountains world."

This modern descendant of Mount Mao's techniques clearly had a strong adaptability. After a few words with Zhou Yang, he and Shi Pangzi excitedly ran off to look at the goods in the Multiverse Tower.

After the three entered the Multiverse Tower, more people came in one after another, putting Zhou Yang at ease.

"Master, that looks like a five-hundred-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus." Chiu Sheng looked at the snow lotus in the crystal display case with surprise. The snow lotus was a milky white, with a layer of flowing light on its surface, looking as if it were carved from jade, dreamlike and ethereal.

Uncle Nine couldn't help but swallow. He had never seen a hundred-year-old Tianshan Snow Lotus, let alone a five-hundred-year-old one.

The Tianshan Snow Lotus, grown in the extreme cold, was a precious medicinal herb and a top-tier healing treasure.

"Master, this Tianshan Snow Lotus costs 3000 value points. We are so poor that we only have a house full of coffins," Man Tsai said bluntly.

"Your master is just looking. Cultivation should rely on oneself, not on external things," Uncle Nine said with a slight twitch of his lips, but he couldn't lose face in front of his disciples and maintained a serious demeanor.

"Yes, Master (Master)." Chiu Sheng and Man Tsai said listlessly. To become an expert in one go, only a fool would sit and practice qi, not knowing if they would ever achieve anything in their lifetime.

"Master, what you say is a bit biased. External things can make people dependent, but Daoist techniques are inherently against nature, and the assistance of heavenly treasures is indispensable," a calm voice said behind Uncle Nine.

Uncle Nine thought to himself, "If I could use heavenly treasures, I would, but can I afford 3000 value points?"

Uncle Nine couldn't admit to being poor in front of others. He turned around, intending to argue with this person. When he turned, his eyes were filled with surprise, and he was momentarily lost in thought. "This person looks so much like me."

Uncle Nine looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who only differed in hairstyle, and after a long moment, he bowed. "I am a descendant of Mount Mao, Uncle Nine."

The middle-aged man was also momentarily lost in thought. After a moment, he bowed. "I am a descendant of Mount Mao, Yimei."

"Shisan, don't you find the people here very strange?" Shi Pangzi asked, puzzled. How could so many people have such a common face? He had seen four or five such faces.

"Fatso, at least your face isn't common," Yin Shisan said with a smile.

"Is that so? It seems I am still very handsome," Shi Pangzi said with a smile, satisfied with Yin Shisan's response.

"Your face is uniquely ugly," Yin Shisan said, deflating him.

After Yin Shisan said this, Shi Pangzi lunged at him with a roar.

"Please gather on the first floor, all those who have come to apply for the ghost-catching temporary job. We will now decide on the candidates," Zhou Yang's voice echoed in the Multiverse Tower. In a short time, nearly twenty people were standing on the first floor.

They came from different worlds, but they all had a hidden ability: catching ghosts.

"Thank you all, Taoist priests, exorcists, yin-yang masters, and mages, for coming to apply for the ghost-catching temporary job."

"Now, I will introduce the target of this mission: to eliminate a powerful ghost. This ghost is formed from a person who died with a grudge, and its grudge is very strong, forming a powerful curse. Anyone who touches it will die."

"The reward for this mission is 100 value points," Zhou Yang said.

The people below looked at each other. Although they felt the ghost was very powerful, no one backed out. How could they admit defeat in front of their peers?

"Shop owner, what are your requirements? Our three have extensive experience, having professionally caught ghosts and subdued zombies for thirty years. This mission will be a sure success for us," Chiu Sheng boasted. The thought of 100 value points, which could be exchanged for ten thousand taels of gold, made his eyes sparkle with greed.

Although Uncle Nine felt uneasy, thinking he might not be a match for the curse, he fully accepted his disciple's praise, smiling confidently.

"I only need 50 value points as a reward," a beautiful woman in a short skirt said.

"We will do it for 30 value points," Chiu Sheng quickly offered, afraid of losing the job.

"25 value points," Yimei said calmly.

"20 value points," Shi Pangzi said with a grin, thinking that after this job, he and Yin Shisan would be rich.

...

"10 value points," the beautiful woman said through gritted teeth, glaring fiercely at the others, having lost a significant amount of money in a short time.

...

"I want 1000 yuan." Killing a ghost could earn him so much, Wang Xia'er said excitedly. This was his monthly salary.

Everyone looked at Wang Xia'er, who was genuinely excited, not faking it. "..."

How can you be so poor?

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