Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The ghost smiled and said, "I'm leading you to do things and make money, so you should show your appreciation."

The many ghosts nodded: "Absolutely!"

The demon laughed loudly: "Give me ten Qingfu for each demon!"

The many ghosts and monsters nodded in agreement: "Of course!"

"The master only wants ten Qingfu coins, and we still have ninety."

"This is still a huge profit."

Cough!

The white raven atop the ghost god's head spoke: "I am the ghost god's closest subordinate; you should give me ten green coins."

The many ghosts nodded: "Of course!"

"We still have eighty left! A huge profit!"

The ghost frowned: "I have so many underlings, what right do you have to charge me?"

The white crow cawed and laughed: "I'm taking the money to do things for you!"

"You just collect the money and rest; I'll take care of arranging these underlings for you."

"I did all the dirty and hard work!"

The ghosts and spirits suddenly realized: "That makes sense!"

"You can handle the rest!"

"Why!"

The white crow was pleased. It had successfully deceived the ghosts and gods, and then summoned the two crow Taoists and other descendants of ghosts and gods, asking them to take a portion of the ghosts' money to do their bidding.

The two crows found the work troublesome, so they hired a group of underlings to do it for them.

The newly promoted underlings, after taking a cut of the money from the Qingfu, organized the various ghosts and monsters into teams.

Then, a hierarchical management system was established, including group leaders, senior group leaders, team leaders, and battalion leaders.

After a while, the ghosts who had been working discovered that they could only get one Qingfu coin.

This made them quite unhappy.

Before long, a group of ghosts and monsters protested by raising a flag. The gods and spirits were furious and scolded them: "We asked you to work for the Flower-Sprinkling Master, and you either complained about the low pay or the hard work."

"Do you still have the spirit of Lord Sprinkling Flowers in your hearts?"

A group of ghosts gritted their teeth: "Lord Ghost God, Lord Sprinkling Flowers gave us a hundred Green Cicadas, but now we only have one left."

"Your commission is too high."

The ghost sneered, "Master, I only drew ten Qingfu coins."

"You shouldn't blame me!"

The ghosts are looking for the white crow.

The white crow retorted confidently, "I only drew ten Qingfu coins!"

"I don't smoke much!"

"Although you only have one Qingfu now, as long as you work hard and accumulate over time, you can still accumulate one hundred Qingfu."

The monsters grumbled inwardly, "If that's the case, we should have cut corners during the work and ruined the treasure."

"When the time comes, Lord Sprinkling Flowers will be enraged and wipe you out completely."

The white crow was overjoyed when it saw that the ghosts had become docile and stopped parading.

It spread its wings and flew away to find other ghosts and gods to conspire with.

Ultimately, it replicated the situation here across a million miles, and all the spirits, their descendants, and the most powerful spirits began to divide the spoils.

The ghosts who actually did the work only received one Qingfu.

Some ghosts are trying to slack off and are putting up a soft resistance.

Ghosts and monsters are trying to cause trouble and attract the attention of the royal family.

Some ghosts secretly gathered their companions and then spat out their blood essence to write a blood oath.

A ghost carrying a letter written in blood led a group of friends to seek out the king and expose this darkness.

As a result, the news leaked out, and the White Crow arranged for powerful ghosts and descendants of gods to hunt him down.

The Two Crows Taoist personally led the pursuit.

Along the way, the blood-written ghosts experienced love and hate, life-and-death battles, unexpected twists and turns, and the secret help of powerful figures. After more than ten days, they finally returned to City 95 with the blood-written book.

Inside the city, the Two Crows Taoist used his connections to continue the pursuit.

The surviving ghost with the blood-written letter, after experiencing many loves and hates, and after being chased and fleeing, finally delivered the blood-written letter to the king.

In the city, the king fell silent when he saw the blood-written letter delivered by a pair of ghosts, both covered in wounds and supporting each other.

He looked through the blood-written letter and remained silent for a long time.

The two demons below dared not speak and could only await the king's execution.

Ruo Jinghong and the others came over after hearing the news.

After examining the blood-written letter, they also frowned immediately.

Mei Niang muttered, "If we were working for someone else and encountered this kind of exploitation, we would just pretend we didn't see it, or participate in it and take the lion's share."

"But this time, I'm creating a treasure for myself."

"What should we do?"

One of the Golden Core cultivators had a sudden inspiration: "Since the ghosts who do the work can only receive one Green Cicada, why don't we just give them one Green Cicada as payment?"

Ruo Jinghong rolled her eyes: "If you dare to pay a Qingfu as wages, those ghosts and gods would definitely dare to make these monsters work for you."

Mei Niang looked bewildered: "Then what should we do?"

"We're casting a spell to directly give money to ghosts?"

Ruo Jinghong shook her head: "We can manage now that there are fewer ghosts and monsters, but when we actually forge the magic weapon, ghosts and monsters will be everywhere across millions of miles of land."

"If we keep giving money like this, we can't do anything; it's a huge waste of time."

Mei Niang muttered, "What should we do then?"

Ruo Jinghong shook her head: "I don't know either."

Mei Niang's eyes darted around: "If you don't know, it means you lack wisdom."

"Since we lack wisdom, why don't we bring Tongtong along and practice using [Yu Meiren] to boost our wisdom together, then we can slowly come up with a solution?"

Ruo Jinghong shuddered: "Don't drag us down with you."

Mei Niang looked at Wang Quan: "Shall we work together to increase our wisdom and discuss countermeasures?"

Wang Quan shook his head: "There's no need for that!"

"I've got a solution!"

Everyone: "Huh?"

Wang Quan said to the two ghosts, "Go back now. From now on, you will receive a full one hundred Qingfu wages every day."

"Work hard and don't waste the money you've earned."

The two ghosts were grateful.

Wang Quan then unleashed another healing spell upon them.

With the next breath, the wounds of the two monsters healed, and they were full of energy.

Even his bloodline improved significantly.

The two ghosts thanked them repeatedly before leaving.

After a short while, Wang Quan contacted many ghosts and spirits: "I will pay two hundred wages to have the ghosts and spirits do the work."

"You must ensure that one hundred green dragons fall on the ghosts who work at the lowest level."

"You can divide the remaining one hundred Qingfu as you see fit."

The ghosts and spirits cheered.

Wang Quan continued, "If you take my money, you must do your job well."

"Otherwise... there will be a price to pay."

cost?

If you don't even use your celestial patrol treasures, what right do you have to make us pay the price?

Using Golden Core cultivation? Using magic weapons?

Haha, stop joking.

The ghosts and spirits were disdainful, but they still patted their chests and banged their heads, saying that there was no problem.

Wang Quan was delighted: "Alright, you lead them to do their jobs well."

"Why!"

After ending his communication with the spirits, Wang Quan looked at Ruo Jinghong and the others: "Everyone, I have a plan."

Mei Niang and the others were bewildered: "What plan?"

Wang Quan laughed and said, "When we were young, we also practiced some death-substitute spells."

"However, as one's cultivation level increases, the effectiveness of substitution spells diminishes, and the types of substitution spells that can be used decrease."

"Coincidentally, after reaching the Golden Core stage, there is a kind of substitute death technique."

Ruo Jinghong, standing to the side, suddenly brightened up: "Could it be that money can buy life?"