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,

formerly known as the old woman

“You may not devour human souls, but you

old woman’s voice was

responded, “Huh? No

spoke, she popped a

Everyone was left speechless.

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

“Long ago, when our village was inhabited by many people, my wife, my son, and

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 enter. Everyone

so poor that my son remained

turban and plain coarse clothing came by,

passed away, and after the mourning period, she had no children and no one to depend on. She wanted to return to her mother’s house. Feeling famished and

especially in rural areas where there was a lack of food and clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married

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 getting late, we suggested that she spend the night before continuing

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

were meticulous and neat, and she had a tidy way of doing things. I couldn’t

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

single, and the young woman’s husband had

However, when he saw the young woman rise early and wash

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

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

asked, “What

wished for someone to rely on. If I didn’t mind her rough work

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

wedding…

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

was how it happened in just

so quickly? They’ve only known