Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 79 What A Thrill

Creating a malignant spirit required them to be trapped in their place of death and experience an uninterrupted repetition of their demise over a decade.

The female spirit had grown resentful after having been put through the wringer.

“I died a horrible death… A horrible death!”

Following her rampage, she shrouded the room with her fury.

“It’s all your fault! Why are you getting in my way?!” The vanity spirit shrieked and pounced on Lilly.

This brat was also a child of an affluent family.

Rich, pampered girls were no good!

They were all pretentious phonies!

The spirit did not hide the malice on her face as she rushed up at the girl.

Pablo was just about to strike when a green beam of light flashed passed. Something seemed to be protecting Lilly!

Josh also yelped and backed up!

Poor Josh assumed he’d be safe if he stuck close to Lilly, only to be greeted by a creepy female spirit bleeding from her orifices bounding toward them the moment he looked up.

He nearly ascended from fright.

He wanted to make a break for it but his legs seemed to fail him.

Lilly stood in front of him and threw a punch!

Her little fist threw the massive spirit into the air.

It was a sight to behold. Josh could barely believe his eyes.

Lilly’s cheeks were puffed up with anger. She didn’t know where the anger stemmed from. All she knew was that she was angry.

Ms. Sumo Wrestler was a terrible person!

Her friend treated her so well but she antagonized and killed her.

I’m going to beat her up into a pulp!

That was how Josh ended up witnessing his lovely younger sister mounted atop the female spirit whilst beating her up.

Every hit caused the spirit’s vanity aura to be swallowed up by the jar…

Lilly was no longer the eyesore he saw her as…

Lilly is a girl.

it, Lilly!” Josh couldn’t

shrieked. ‘Let go

“No way!”

curse you to die

“Back at you!”

even more. “It doesn’t

at you! Back at

to shut

Pablo and

spirit spat out a mouthful

into the jar of souls with the spirit growing increasingly weaker before finally returning to

her eyes sunken in.

did I

world

hope when she first set foot into Shercaster City for work but everyone around her hated her for being a country

turned out this way if it

not to blame. I’m not to blame

born poor

of the rich and now she would never experience a life of luxury

Everything is their fault…

wisps of black vanity aura and absorbed into the

are becoming more and more confusing by the

vanity mirrored her inferiority

jar. “Hey, Master? It feels like there’s

but now there was a feeling she couldn’t quite

“Yeah. It is a jar of

was possible to fill

Could it be…

“Where’s your croaking parrot,

back at the grove but now it was

tree sleeping with one leg curled up and his head in the

are you doing

usually liked to rest against the iron bars and raise hell

and tilted its head as

drifted toward the bird. “Why aren’t you

its head, flapped its wings,

Kiki!

if it

parrot that had lost

Pablo was rendered speechless.

green parrot fluttered its wings and

was biting Polly’s tail and refusing