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But Tang Changsheng had a plan!
Tang Changsheng smiled in satisfaction. He grabbed a handful of Millet, turned it into Ritual Food, and tossed it in. At once, it became rice, steamed buns, chicken, duck, fish, and meat that filled the air...
The two mindless Ferocious Ghosts were beside themselves. Even Yuan Wu and Zhangtai, who had spent so long in the Ghost Prison, had never eaten their fill or tasted Ritual Food there.
Such things were precious in the Netherworld. Even when Fang Xin had first served as a mountain-patrolling Ghost Messenger, he had only eaten them a few times. The Ghost Creatures in the Ghost Prison had even less chance.
For the first time, even Yuan Wu, who had remained perfectly calm throughout, lost his composure. He seized the roast chicken and beef beside him and began devouring them.
Watching the four Ghost Creatures fight over the food like starving wraiths, Tang Changsheng merely smiled.
Ghosts suffered after death. Without offerings from the living world, even the strongest were no more than hungry ghosts. To enjoy Incense Offerings, Ritual Food, or Spirit Objects was a dream.
These four, moreover, were Criminal Ghosts locked in the Ghost Prison for who knew how many years.
The jailers were so greedy they would have flayed them, torn out their sinews, cracked their bones, and sucked out their marrow. Why would they give the condemned ghosts anything good to eat? Every one of them had gone hungry for centuries.
Now that they had a chance to eat their fill, how could they resist?
Of course, producing Ritual Food cost a Mage like Tang Changsheng a great deal.
Still, once he offered it, subduing these Ghost Creatures became much easier.
The more intelligent a Spirit Ghost was,