Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 73 Caught My First Spirit

Lilly was livid and oddly so.

The vanity spirit that had been jerked around like a pinball nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.That was just a slip of the tongue. What’s the big deal?!

“Hey…”

“Boom!”

Lilly acted as if she were wrestling a sandbag. The vanity spirit was completely floored by how they were tossed and smacked like flatbread.

She simply had no opening to fight back and it was driving her up the wall.

The brat she had so vehemently looked down on was this powerful?

“Wait!” The vanity spirit yelped.

“No way!”

Do I look like an idiot?!

Why wait for someone who would launch a counterattack against me?

The vanity spirit was furious. “I’m using Cheryl’s body right now! Do you want to injure your little friend that badly?”

She was so afraid that she tried to use Cheryl as a shield, only for Lilly to shoot her down. “She’s not my friend.”

Who cares if she got hurt?

Better to die a dignifying death than one sucked dry by a ghost.

That rendered the spirit speechless. She gritted her teeth as she studied both Pablo and Lilly and ultimately decided that it would be better to make a run for it.

The red bracelet on Lilly’s wrist emitted a faint glow that helped pull the vanity spirit back.

The girl strained herself to continue pinballing the spirit.

As the host of the vanity spirit, Cheryl was also taken for a spin. If it weren’t for the fact that Lilly was grabbing onto the spirit’s foot instead of hers, she would’ve long been turned into a pile of mush.

In truth, she wasn’t faring much better. Her head had visibly swelled up from the impact.

Only a resounding bang could be heard at the last strike as smoke billowed around them.

Lilly successfully cast the spirit out of Cheryl!

Cheryl was out like a light.

Lilly could finally heave a sigh as she wiped the sweat off her brow. “Got you! What now, Master?”

I’m tired.

Catching ghosts is such a tiring job!

move was all he

on the

bewildered as

annoying crybaby. She’s a

more like a thug that wore rings on every finger and cut

it came to spiritual power. She could wrestle

the hell

him, it would take considerable effort to separate the evil spirits from

had to do was beat them down

part of it but

not be demonstrated on the living but it did well against the

she was born

said, “Remember when I

skills are

He twitched in irritation.

remember”. Was all

her hands and drew the pattern of the ghost recovery charm. A yellow rune manifested in the air,

refuse to go in

so hard

“Why?!”

didn’t care about the hows or

the spirit into the jar of souls with

net that gradually shrank smaller and smaller

the spirit struggled, the more the net was stretched

had no choice but to step on the spirit and pull

his forehead at the sight. “What a silly

you for you to step

to ask her how she

spirits just for the sake of collecting them.

spirits die will benefit her future knowledge and

was told. “Hey sumo wrestler, how did you

at the girl with red eyes. “You’re the sumo

“That’s a rebound!”

spirit didn’t know

Pablo

vain spirit became even more manic in her attempts to break

wasn’t going to divulge how

fingers, he

swayed. Her angry screeching could be heard from within. “Let

little quieter, Ms. Sumo Wrestler. You can stay there with

the

Ms. Ugly. My jar is filling up

quickly asked, “Master, is

It’s a big spirit!

her head. “Let me show you how

pressed it on top

and was suddenly greeted by what was