As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

"What should we do with these corpses?" 

Sikong Wuyuan sized them up. 

"They didn't die. They just faked their deaths." 

Jiang Ming took a look and immediately knew the cause and effect of the matter. 

Sikong Wuyuan was stunned. 

"How could this be? The prime minister should have killed them." 

"The prime minister's strength is only average. It's impossible for him to kill so many people." 

Jiang Ming looked around and found some burning grass in front of him. 

He pointed at the grass and said, "The prime minister must have burned this thing. The fragrance can make them fall into a coma and temporarily stop breathing. That's why they're pretending to be dead." 

He clapped his hands. 

A group of guards immediately ran over. 

Jiang Ming motioned for them to put the bodies in a room and then asked a guard to watch them. He would inform him when these people woke up. 

However, as soon as they went out, they encountered a group of men in black. 

These men in black charged at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan with sabers in their hands. They shouted, "Quick! Release the prime minister! His men are here now!" 

Sikong Wuyuan was vigilant. He raised his hand and released a purple barrier in front of Jiang Ming. The barrier immediately separated the two teams. 

When the men in black approached them, the purple barrier emitted a bright color and enveloped them. 

The men in black raised their blades and slashed forward. 

Alas, these men in black had already fallen to the ground. 

Sikong Wuyuan used his spiritual energy to conjure ropes, and he tied these people up. 

"It was really effortless." 

He laughed loudly. 

Unexpectedly, the other people suddenly opened their eyes and surrounded Sikong Wuyuan. 

Before he could react, he was tied up by the same ropes that bound the others. 

Countless phantoms appeared on Jiang Ming's body. 

These phantoms moved quickly around these people. 

The people could not find any traces of these phantoms at all, so they used their sabers to slash at them. 

Jiang Ming raised his hands and clapped his palms together. The speed of the phantoms suddenly increased. 

A huge net was constructed by them, and everyone was caught in the net. 

The men struggled. Jiang Ming raised his hand and shot lightning into the ropes. 

They were all electrocuted and fell to the ground, unconscious. 

Jiang Ming searched their bodies and found a token saying "Xiang" again. He could not help but be stunned. 

He really did not expect there to be a second one. 

Then, he threw it to Sikong Wuyuan. "Sikong Wuyuan, I'll give you this token. You know what to do, right?" 

Sikong Wuyuan smiled lightly. "Of course. The prime minister has given us such a big gift. We have to give him another gift." 

In the room, the prime minister was pacing back and forth, his heart thumping. 

"Why isn't the reserve army here yet?" 

Seeing Sikong Wuyuan come in, he could not help but feel nervous. 

"Lord Sikong, is there anything you need?" 

Sikong Wuyuan threw the token at his face and sneered, "What? I didn't expect you to prepare so many gifts for us. We're really surprised." 

The prime minister immediately knelt down. "I must have been framed. Please let me go." 

Now that the truth was out, he could only do this. 

"You still have to suffer the punishment you deserve." 

Sikong Wuyuan grinned and used the same technique to give the prime minister another pill. 

The prime minister had no choice but to swallow it down. His eyes were filled with hatred, but he quickly closed his eyes again. 

He had fallen into a world of illusions. It was a world filled with filth and fear. 

The prime minister saw many hands rushing toward him, forcing him into a corner. 

He kept shouting, but he could not break free from these hands. 

When he returned to the main palace, Jiang Ming encountered another matter. A group of ministers were kneeling outside the door, their eyes filled with determination. 

He put his hands behind his back and smiled. "Are you trying to force me to abdicate?" 

"Your Majesty," the leader of the ministers said. "The prime minister did nothing wrong. He was the hero who built the Xiaguo Kingdom. He should not be locked up in prison." 

As he spoke, he shouted to the ministers behind him. "Please let the prime minister go. If you don't let the prime minister go, we'll have to kneel here forever, won't we?" 

Before the others could react, Jiang Ming turned around and went straight into the house. 

He could already tell what these people meant. 

Didn't they just want to force him to release the prime minister? Then, they could just wait there. 

The ministers outside the door were still shouting loudly. 

"Please spare the prime minister, Your Majesty. If you don't spare the prime minister, we will kneel here forever." 

"Are these people idiots?" Jiang Ming grinned. 

He asked the servants to tell them to go ahead and kneel. 

When night fell, Jiang Ming found that these ministers were still kneeling there and could not help but smile. 

These people were really persistent. 

He slept until late at night. Then, he was woken up by lightning and thunder. 

Heavy rain followed. Jiang Ming could not help but be curious about the situation of the ministers. He turned around and walked forward. 

The ministers were still kneeling in the heavy rain, their bodies drenched. 

Some of the ministers had even fainted, but no one cared. 

This was what Jiang Ming had ordered. 

He sized up these ministers and suddenly felt that they were a joke. 

It was really not worth it for the prime minister. 

The next day, the rumors of the king killing loyal officials spread in the Xiaguo Kingdom. 

Jiang Ming grinned when he heard Sikong Wuyuan's report. 

These people really knew how to spread fake news. 

"Say that the prime minister had embezzled a large sum of money and became a corrupt official. Say that they knelt down in the rain and forced the king to release the corrupt official. Find some commoners and have them make signs to boycott corrupt officials. Make them march in protest." 

Sikong Wuyuan raised his hand and gave Jiang Ming a thumbs up. 

"As expected of you. This plan is really excellent." 

"Perhaps the prime minister's men have already taken action." Jiang Ming thought for a moment. 

Sure enough, the servant rushed to Jiang Ming and cried, "Your Majesty, it's not good. The people outside are demonstrating. They said that you…" 

He could not finish his sentence.