Is Merit Your Family's?

The Ghost Emperor left.

The ghostly beings still present all looked at Zhang Yang with blazing eyes.

Ghost King Midu had followed Zhang Yang in serving the Ghost Emperor and become a Ghost Emperor Realm cultivator. What about them...

Especially those Ghost Realm Envoys—the longing in their eyes was impossible to conceal.

"Brother, if you ever have any matters in the Ghost Realm, just come find me." Ghost King Midu said with a hearty smile. "Oh, right, keep those two thousand-plus subordinates! If that isn't enough, I have more here."

Since the Ghost Emperor had told him to give those subordinates to Zhang Yang, Ghost King Midu did not dare take them back.

Besides, now that he had become a Ghost Emperor Realm cultivator, what sort of subordinates could he not have?

Zhang Yang returned Ghost King Midu's enthusiasm in kind, saying with a smile, "Brother Midu, you're too polite. I actually can't use that many subordinates. Master merely said it casually, so don't take it seriously.

Take these two thousand-plus subordinates back first. When I need them later, it won't be too late to come find you."

Why would he raise so many ghosts?

He could leave this group of ghosts with Ghost King Midu without spending his own resources. Whenever he needed them, he could simply ask for them.

Now that the Samsara Ghost Emperor had put in a word, Zhang Yang believed there would be no further complications on Ghost King Midu's side.

Ghost King Midu glanced at the Ghost Mansion in Zhang Yang's hand and said meaningfully, "Brother, keep them in the Ghost Mansion from now on. They'll be your subordinates... This Ghost Mansion is no simple thing!"

"Hm?" Zhang Yang looked at the Ghost Mansion in his hand and hurriedly asked, "Brother, does this Ghost