Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 851 Harvesting Bamboo Shoots

The cowardly ghost pondered and said, “Since it’s called the Spiritual Spring, there should be springs nearby.”

The harem spirit chimed in, poking her head out and adding, “That’s right! Where there’s a spring, there’s always a puddle nearby… I guess the spring water overflows because the puddle is full.”

Lilly felt a pang of sadness, thinking about how the overflowing water had falling into the bottomless abyss. It seemed like such a shame.

I’m taking it away!

I can’t be a wasteful kid!

Thrifting is a virtue! gone to waste,

Lilly enlarged the jar of souls, but she had to be careful not to make it too large. If it exceeded the crack in the cliff, it would be torn apart by the strange forces of the abyss outside.

So she enlarged it to the size of a small bucket, rapidly filling it with the immeasurable spiritual spring water. Even though it was a swift process, Lilly could not help but feel anxious.

“Michael, do you think Ivan could be here?” Lilly asked, her gaze fixed on the depths of the gap as the jar of souls absorbed the boundless spiritual spring.

The cowardly ghost, sipping water from the spiritual spring, replied, “It’s hard to say. The spring water rushes out and forms a waterfall. Normally, it would be impossible for a regular child to enter such a rapid current…”

Lilly nodded and said, “But Ivan is not a regular kid.”

The cowardly ghost sighed, feeling a bit unsettled once again. He turned around and punched the rebel ghost, which seemed to alleviate his frustration.

The rebel ghost was dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, the jar of souls had completely absorbed the spiritual spring, leaving the stone cliffs bare. The water that had once flowed up to Lilly’s waist now only remained as a thin layer on the rocks.

As they ventured further into the darkness, the tearing force from the abyss outside weakened, allowing the cowardly ghost to move more freely. He urged them to follow the current and search for the source of the spring.

have found a way to trace

the others continued walking, but as they went deeper, the stone walls rose higher and the darkness became

the dark, but even she could not make

Lilly to a stop. It was too

held up a torch, but to their disappointment, it refused to ignite. “It’s no use,” he

saying, “Maybe

come on! So how could Spiritual Fire be considered a will-o-wisp? If we can’t light a will-o-wisp, then how can

about to offer her Spiritual Fire when she realized that it would not ignite

her, saying,

pulled out a powerful flashlight and switched it on,

stunned by the sudden burst of

were you saying?” Lilly asked. “I

cowardly ghost replied quietly, “It’s nothing…”

ghost could not help but exclaim, “That’s brilliant! Why didn’t we think of bringing

replied in a somewhat paternal tone, “Isn’t it common

father always said, when metaphysics fails, try

was a product of

Uhm…

Vesting Bamboo Shoots

were left speechless.

of light, the cave was illuminated,

uphill path they had traversed earlier, the terrain

water dripping from their

allowing the jar of souls to collect

you found the spring?” the harem spirit inquired.

the bridal ghost, Jessie, and the others, scattered

“No.”

“Nothing here either!”

from. This whole area is filled