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.

spirit whispered as it briefly possessed

with a small

wake her up. After pondering for a moment,

jar

ceremonial ball shimmered with a faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon.

The next day.

had slept until past eleven o’clock, and Bettany had already prepared lunch. Lilly seemed groggy as

you hungry?” Bettany sat by the bedside and gently touched her

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

restless sleepyhead woke up, her cheeks were rosy, and she had a hint of drowsiness in her bright, clear

resembles a

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

said. She didn’t lazily stay

hurried to brush her teeth and

glanced at the jar of souls using her telepathy and suddenly

has turned into a

sensed Lilly, and he acted

“Last night, Master Belmont’s soul lamp

harem spirit kept an eye on it all night, but there were no other changes. We wanted to wake

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

ball and examine it, but she found that

plant had

would be like plucking

her teeth, glanced outside, and said, “Granny, you go out first. I need

your time. Granny will make you a Snowy Meringue Pudding

night, it was time to poop. Not going to

Bettany left.

and watched her leave. She thought about running out to close

him inside and closed

puzzled and asked,