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.”

it weakly added, “So, I’m

was formerly known as the old

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

was filled with resentment and

“Huh? No

a

Everyone was left speechless.

harem spirit and the others, with fiery tempers, demanded, “How do you consume human

account, “Long ago, when our village was inhabited by many people, my wife, my son, and I lived together as

time, the era had not yet come to an end, and the mountains were desolate. It was challenging for mountain dwellers to venture out, and it was equally difficult

was so poor that my

white turban and plain coarse clothing came

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

there was a lack of food and clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married had to return

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 getting late, we suggested

While chatting, the old woman took

she was highly skilled in needlework. Her 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

in bed that night, the idea became more and more

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

woman rise early and wash her face by the well, removing her scarf

not welcome her back. If she remarries in the future, she might

young woman would disagree, but to her

“What

wished for someone to rely on. If I didn’t

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 my son, she would be willing to endure any hardships As she only asked for

wedding…

and innocent woman, someone who was humble and required no expenses. Even if things did not turn out well in the end, their son would still benefit from the

how it happened in just one

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