Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 852 Pablo’s Return

Inside the cave, Lilly realized that there was no danger present, only good things to be found. The uneasiness she felt outside the waterfall had completely vanished from her mind.

After breaking the stalactites and thoroughly searching the cave, they still could not find Ivan.

“Let’s return for now!” the cowardly ghost suggested, surveying the surroundings. “I think the spring must be on the top of the cave.”

He pointed towards the ceiling, where numerous stalactites were dripping water. “The spring must come from up there.”

Lilly contemplated, “Should we break it open?”

The coward shook his head. “No, we don’t have enough strength yet. If we were to break it, the cave could collapse… Where would we hide? If we become trapped here…”

Being trapped here would lead to the same fate as Ivan.

“Besides, we don’t know if there are other dangers associated with the spiritual spring once it’s released.”

In short, until they possessed sufficient strength, it was best not to break the cave open.

“Okay!” Lilly sighed and pouted.

They would have to return for now and hope that the spring remains untouched until their next visit.

The cowardly ghost lovingly pinched Lilly’s nose. “Little money-lover!”

At this point, the jar of souls was already filled with an abundant amount of spiritual spring water, surpassing the water in the cold pool.

The value of the water from the ice pond became insignificant.

Lilly took Polly and slowly made their way out of the cave.

Polly, with his head and shoulders tucked in, muttered, “We’re finally out, it’s so cold.”

As a tropical bird, Polly was susceptible to the cold. Despite his unique qualities, he had not undergone any special training or enhancements, rendering him sensitive to the cold within the cave, which was why he remained quiet.

“The next elevator hasn’t arrived yet,” the coward calculated. “We’ve been here for forty minutes, and it will take another ten minutes for the next one to arrive.”

Lilly cautiously peered out.

Strangely enough, the feeling of weakness and inability to open her eyes that she experienced when she first arrived seemed to have disappeared. It seemed that drinking the spiritual spring water had revitalized her.

Her body felt as strong as it did in the mortal world.

her to use the Palace of the Ruler of Hell as an elevator instead of

immediately decided to give it a try and took out the Palace of the Ruler

It worked!

as she couldn’t contain her joy. “Michael, Miss Harem!

larger, just the right

coward praised. “It means our Lilly has leveled up once again!”

spiritual spring water had unexpectedly brought about such

control the palace and move around?” the coward suggested. “Or try to see how far you can go… Within this

best without endangering their own

about Ivan, but they cared even more about Lilly’s

control of the Palace of the Ruler of Hell, starting

only 1.6 feet, she felt overwhelming

so, it’s too dangerous here!”

was being dragged down, and the tearing force became

the waterfall just now and look

Lilly took control of the Palace of the Ruler of

The wind howled.

Palace, ghosts wailed and bellowed, their presence seeping into

circled around the cliff. The pit was immense, and it took them

or paths leading upward, so it’s not

and search the

abyss was vast, so they could only explore the surroundings with their point of descent as the

a growing strain as the sense of powerlessness washed

time, the coward handed her a jade bottle. Lilly drank from it eagerly

less than five bottles of spiritual spring water, searching every nook and cranny of the abyss within the designated range, but

We saw that

was little chance he could have

Lilly could not descend into the abyss at that

think of other

and the others, high up on the mountain, the King

the Palace of the Ruler of Hell in

venture into the Ghost Abyss with such limited strength. They’re simply asking

at the multitude of ghosts in front of him. They were laboriously carrying enormous boulders, hunched over with their heads bowed, almost prostrating themselves as they struggled to transport the massive

ants-like ghosts laboring to transport boulders up the mountain,

of his sleeves, a fierce gust of wind surged, causing several ghosts

control the Palace of the Ruler of Hell as

water to replenish her strength, she felt that the water was becoming less