Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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 her,

over with a small rabbit in her arms,

wake her up. After pondering for a moment,

the jar of

faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it

The next day.

until past eleven o’clock, and Bettany had already prepared lunch. Lilly seemed groggy

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

hugged Bettany’s hand and rubbed her face against it. Her voice was

and she had a hint of drowsiness in

resembles a cute,

face with her thumb. “Are

stay in bed or wake up in a bad mood. With a quick motion, she climbed out and

brush her

in front of the mirror, she glanced at the jar of souls using her telepathy

has turned into

weakling spirit sensed Lilly, and he acted

“Last night, Master Belmont’s soul lamp suddenly exploded and turned into a ceremonial

harem spirit kept an 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

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

felt like a plant had

she took out the ceremonial ball, it would be like plucking a plant, and what if

said, “Granny, you

your time. Granny will

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

Bettany left.

thought about running

pulled him inside and

was puzzled and asked, “What’s