Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly’s expression turned cold, and she let out a growl…

“Gimme the pot!”

Lilly grabbed the frying pan.

“Clang, clang!”

Two sharp and resounding strikes echoed as the pan struck Flesh and Bone.

She beat the two ghosts until they seemed like illusions, leaving them bewildered.

Everyone in the Crawford family shrunk their necks and Blake unconsciously touched the back of his head.

Pablo was baffled, muttering to himself, “When did she get a frying pan as a weapon? Wasn’t she just using a scale earlier?”

When did she unlock this weapon?

Zachary swiftly jotted down in his notebook.

“Weapon, a scale. Power, six stars, capable of shattering bones as sturdy as evil spirits.”

“New weapon acquired, a frying pan. Power, eight stars, capable of smashing two evil spirits of similar strength simultaneously.”

As Lilly raised her hand, the frying pan vanished in an instant, showcasing her supernatural prowess that nearly matched her master’s.

“Are you going to cooperate? Can you explain yourselves? If not, I’ll smash you again!” Lilly warned.

Her expression and tone were deceptively soft, cute, and innocent, making one’s skin crawl and bones tremble with the fear of making any mistakes.

Flesh, feeling discouraged, spoke up, “My name is Pretty Flesh and I reside in the mountains… I don’t belong to the underworld’s ghosts, so I’m not afraid of sunlight, nor do I consume people’s souls.”

weakly added, “So, I’m not a

formerly known as the old

exclaimed, “You may not devour human souls, but you feast on

was filled

“Huh? No

she spoke, she popped a crispy chip into

Everyone was left speechless.

and the others, with fiery tempers, demanded,

was inhabited by many people, my wife, my

an end, and the mountains were desolate. It was challenging for mountain dwellers to venture out, and it was equally difficult for merchants from outside to

family was so poor that my son remained single even in his

wearing a white turban and plain coarse clothing came by, seeking

and no one to depend on. She wanted to return to her

those times, married daughters faced great difficulties, especially in rural areas where there was a lack of food and clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who

her away. We felt sorry for her, so we

so at night, the old woman and the young woman shared a room. While chatting, the old woman took out some clothes that needed mending, and the young woman offered

woman continued her story, she remarked, “I noticed that she was highly skilled in needlework. Her stitches were meticulous and neat, and she had a tidy way of doing

woman lay in bed that night, the idea became more and

single, and the young woman’s husband had passed away. Wasn’t it a

young woman rise early and wash her face by the well, removing her scarf to reveal her black, thick

back. If she remarries in the future, she might not find a good family. If she agrees, she can just live with my

young woman would disagree, but to her surprise, the woman expressed

“What did

that she also wished for someone to

she were to return, her family would arrange a marriage with him, which caused her distress. If she could marry my son, she would be willing to endure any hardships As she only

no wedding… What a

required no expenses. Even if things did not turn out well in the end, their son would

that was how it happened

skeptically remarked, “It happened so quickly? They’ve