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.”

added, “So,

the old woman pickling sauerkraut, suddenly

human souls, but you feast on human flesh

woman’s voice was filled

responded, “Huh? No

a crispy chip

Everyone was left speechless.

harem spirit and the others, with fiery tempers, demanded,

inhabited by many people, my wife, my son, and I lived together as

mountain dwellers to venture out, and it was equally difficult for merchants from outside to enter. Everyone relied on farming

so poor that my

white turban and plain coarse clothing came by, seeking

no children and no one to depend on. She wanted to return to her mother’s house. Feeling famished and exhausted during her journey, she asked

clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married had to return to their homes, and most families were reluctant to take them back

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 getting late, we suggested that

a room. While chatting, the old woman

stitches were meticulous and neat, and she had a tidy way of doing things. I couldn’t help but praise her as a good wife and mother. Whoever marries her will be blessed.”novelxo.com

it was just casual conversation, but as the old woman lay in bed that night, the idea became more and more feasible in

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

he saw the young woman rise early

remarries in

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

“What did

replied, “She spoke kindly and said that she also wished for someone to rely on. If I didn’t mind

cruel temperament. If 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…

old woman’s family saw her as a pitiful and innocent woman, someone who was humble and required no expenses. Even if things did not turn

how it happened in just

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