The Shameless Concubine

One crisis had barely settled before another erupted, and the Great King of Hell felt his head swell like an ox's, his mind swirling as if a hundred thousand wild horses were galloping through it. "Damn it! Why do all the troubles have to pile up at once? The Jade Emperor sends those useless star officers down to earth for training just for his own peace and quiet, but all the extra work falls on my underworld. How many more bureaucratic burdens will we have to bear? This is just chaos!"

Yet, with many hands, even difficult tasks become manageable—especially when those hands belong to seasoned Kings of Hell who have lived countless years and are all masters in their own right. One quick-witted king suddenly had a clever idea, which he shared with the others. The ten Kings of Hell immediately applauded, exchanging sly grins.

The Great King of Hell turned to one of the little ghosts and commanded, "Send Ox-Head and Horse-Face to deliver the soul of the Greedy Wolf Star to the body of the woman who died under the curse of the Misfortune Star. Make sure the job is done cleanly. If there’s another slip-up, you can all go home and farm fields instead."

He chuckled inwardly. "With two great stars of misfortune together, if she still gets cursed to death, I’ll smash my own head on a block of tofu." The Great King of Hell thought darkly.

Suddenly, a panicked cry broke out. "Something terrible has happened! Sir, please hurry! The young lady has lost hope and thrown herself into the lake!"

A servant dropped