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.

weakling spirit whispered as it briefly possessed

turning over with a small rabbit in her

unwilling to wake her up. After pondering for a moment, he decided to call out to Lilly

the jar of

a faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it was impossible

The next day.

Bettany had already prepared lunch.

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

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

woke up, her cheeks were rosy, and

a cute,

Bettany rubbed her face with her thumb. “Are you ready

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 climbed out and obediently

brush her

the mirror, she glanced at the

turned

weakling spirit sensed Lilly, and he

“Last night, Master Belmont’s soul

were no other changes. We wanted to wake you up right away, but we didn’t have the

her deep affection for her master, so he hesitated

examine it, but she

felt like a plant had grown

like plucking a plant, and what if she accidentally killed

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

take your time. Granny will make you a Snowy Meringue Pudding

eating so much last night, it was time to poop. Not going to the bathroom

Bettany left.

leave. She thought about running out

pulled him inside and closed the

and asked, “What’s