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.”

slightly, it weakly added, “So, I’m not

was formerly known as the

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

woman’s voice was

responded, “Huh?

she spoke, she popped a crispy

Everyone was left speechless.

others, with fiery tempers, demanded, “How do you

when our village was inhabited by many people, my wife, my son, and I lived

an end, and the mountains were desolate. It was challenging for mountain dwellers to venture out, and it was

was so poor that my

a young woman wearing a white turban and plain coarse clothing came by,

said that her husband had recently passed away, and after the mourning period, she had no children and no one to depend on. She wanted to return to

was a lack of food and clothing. If a husband passed

she told us about her situation, there was still a trace of anxiety, not knowing whether her parents and brothers would drive her away. We felt sorry for her, so we invited her to have dinner with us. As it was

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 to help upon noticing

Her stitches were meticulous and neat, and she had a tidy way

but as the old woman lay in bed that night, the

young woman’s husband had passed away. Wasn’t

hesitant. However, when he saw the young woman rise early and wash her face by the well, removing her scarf to reveal her black, thick

that since she was a widow, her family may not welcome her back. If she remarries in the future, she might

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

“What did she

someone to rely on. If

mentioned an old bachelor in her village who had several deceased wives. He had a violent and cruel temperament. If she were to return, her family would arrange a marriage with him, which caused her distress. If she could marry

and no wedding… What a

required no expenses. Even if things did not turn out well in the

that was how it happened in just

remarked, “It happened so quickly? They’ve only known each