My Grandpa Started a Rebellion in the Underworld and Keeps Begging Me to Burn Joss Paper

Grandpa, why are you leading an uprising in the Underworld?

Because the Ten Yama Kings bully ghosts. We're all ghosts, so why should I have to put up with them?

Can the uprising really succeed?

Don't worry, my good grandson. The rotten Underworld will be overthrown at last, and victory will belong to all ghostkind.

What can I do to help?

The uprising needs pay, weapons, and powerful fighters. Long story short, we're short on everything...

And so...

Golden light blazed beneath the Nine Hells as countless gold notes, Gatling guns, fighter jets, Ghost Kings, and Ghost Emperors descended from the sky...

Me: Grandpa, I just burned a hundred billion down there. Go collect it.

Me: Grandpa, I just burned ten thousand fighter jets, a hundred thousand Gatling guns, and ten billion bullets. Don't forget to pick them up.

Me: Grandpa, I sent down two Ghost Emperors and ten Ghost Kings. I just dug them out of an imperial mausoleum. They're absolute beasts in a fight...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.