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.

the weakling spirit whispered as it briefly possessed her, softly

with a small

Spirit gazed at her with affection, unwilling to wake her up. After pondering for a moment, he decided to call

jar

ceremonial ball shimmered with a faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it was impossible to see what was happening

The next day.

and Bettany had

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

hand 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

a cute,

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

long and skipping breakfast, my stomach was starting to growl,” Lily said. She didn’t lazily stay in bed or wake up in a bad mood. With a quick motion, she

brush her teeth and wash

mirror, she glanced at the jar of souls using her telepathy and suddenly

turned into a

weakling spirit sensed Lilly, and

Master Belmont’s

eye on it all night, but there were no other changes. We wanted to wake you up right away, but

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

out the Master’s ceremonial ball and examine it, but she found that the

had grown out of

be like plucking a plant,

“Granny, you go out first.

take your time. Granny will make you a Snowy

was time to poop. Not going to the bathroom would be

Bettany left.

She thought about running out

pulled him inside and closed

and asked,