Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Blake gazed at the word “Emperor” before him, realizing that whether someone had roots or spiritual roots, at their core, they were still human. Breaking through with a mortal body, without any foundation, was an act that defied the heavens even more than others.

And now, he had succeeded.

With his slightly curly black hair floating in front of his forehead, Blake stood quietly at the bottom of the pool, perched on a boulder. He raised his hand and pierced through the water’s surface.

Ripples spread like waves of light, creating shadows at the bottom of the water. After a moment, a fish with a white belly emerged from the unfathomable depths of the ice pond, floating lifelessly.

It seemed like it provoked someone. For hundreds of years, it had peacefully resided at the bottom of the pool, but today, it was awakened.

Blake grabbed the fish and swam to the surface.

Lilly, who had been watching the ice pond, suddenly heard a loud crash. A slender and handsome figure appeared before her eyes, holding up a fish and beaming with joy.

“Lilly here’s a fish for you!” Blake exclaimed with a wide smile.

Lilly’s eyes widened, and she leaped up in astonishment. “Daddy!”

Daddy… Daddy shed his old self… no, he transformed!

He’s now a powerful Daddy!

Lilly cheered and rushed over, exclaiming, “Daddy, did you catch the fish? So there’s fish in the pond!”

She did not ask any further, and Blake did not explain it to her. He answered confidently, “Of course! Is there anything your Daddy can’t do, huh?”

Lilly praised without hesitation, “No! Daddy is the best, Daddy is number one in the world!”

A cascade of smiles radiated from Blake’s eyes as he swiftly returned to the shore, his clothes clinging to his body, accentuating the contours of his perfect physique.

The harem spirit was drooling when she saw him.

bridal ghost was

“Bang! Bang!”

against the wall and

clutching the fish, Blake

Lilly’s eyes shimmered. “Okay!”

the underworld, beside the ice

considered quite remarkable in the entire underworld—after all, who else

caught was gigantic, unlike any other fish. The fact

find a pot,” Blake instructed

Lilly responded eagerly, “Okay!”

off and returned shortly after,

placed in the ice pond, and half a furnace of

cowardly ghost, the harem spirit, and the unlucky ghost

right, that “pot” should be a

if he had not noticed it. He said, “Well… there’s too much water, but it’s alright. We can

for him. Blake proceeded to wash the fish, placing the fish in the cauldron to roast

off two branches from the nearby tree, plucked some

perfection, sizzling with oil, and a delightful aroma of

and the cowardly ghost caught a whiff of

Ugly… even the dolls, all

a gleam of excitement in

offerings they used to consume in the mortal realm. This was

peek, though he did not dare to approach. He could only

her two index fingers together and floated over. “Oh, Mr. Blake, you’re cooking! Do you need any

“I’m quite skilled in cooking fish. I

gulped. “Alright, you two, don’t cause

giggle, her eyes fixated on the fish, quietly