Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

All the spirits rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

“What’s going on?” exclaimed Harem Spirit as she immediately noticed the situation on the tree. “Did Master Belmont explode?”

Indeed, the original soul lamp had exploded, leaving only a dazzling and magnificent ceremonial ball swaying gently in the wind on the tree.

The light was too bright, and the ghosts couldn’t see clearly inside.

“What’s going on…” puzzled the unlucky ghost. “Did Master Belmont really come back to life?”

“Oh my goodness,” exclaimed the ghost bride, “Master Belmont has turned into a ceremonial ball. Will I still be able to see him as a human?”

“This is… a botched transformation?” wondered the harem spirit.

The weakling spirit said, “Stop making things up, Master Belmont should have been saved.”

The ghosts stared at the ceremonial ball hanging from the tree.

As Master Belmont was spirited away, his spirits were shattered into tiny specks of light about to dissipate.

They searched for a soul flower to sustain him and found amphibious soil, finally condensing his spirit back together.

The harem spirit looked at a spot of mud on the ceremonial ball, feeling like they were molding clay figures.

Not only did they make clay figurines, but they also took turns taking care of them. This was some mysterious way of raising Master Belmont, dealing with his feces and urine.

“We should inform Lilly!” the weakling spirit shouted as he hurried out of the jar of souls.

Lilly rarely closed the jar of souls now, believing the spirits inside wouldn’t escape. The newly captured ghosts, as well as Michael and others, are able to keep an eye on them.

Therefore, the weakling spirit, harem spirit, unlucky ghost, and others from the early days came and went freely.

as it briefly possessed her, softly calling

turning over with a small rabbit in her arms,

with affection, unwilling to wake her up. After pondering for a moment, he decided to call out to Lilly when the morning

the jar of

resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it was impossible to see what

The next day.

o’clock, and Bettany had already

are you up? Are you hungry?” Bettany sat by the bedside and gently touched

rubbed her face against it. Her voice was soft and playful.

up, her cheeks were rosy, and she had a hint of drowsiness in her bright,

a cute,

face with her thumb. “Are you ready to have something

and skipping breakfast, my stomach was starting to growl,” Lily said. She didn’t lazily stay in bed or wake

her

glanced at the jar of souls using her

turned into

sensed Lilly, and

said. “Last night, Master Belmont’s soul

all night, but there were no other changes. We wanted to wake you up

worried that Lilly might misunderstand. Everyone knew about her deep affection for her master, so he hesitated to inform

Lilly eagerly wanted to take out the Master’s ceremonial ball and examine it, but she

like a plant had

ball, it would be like plucking a plant, and what if she accidentally

said, “Granny, you go out first. I need to

take your time. Granny will make you a Snowy Meringue

much last night, it was time

Bettany left.

She thought about running out

Lilly pulled him inside and closed the

was puzzled and