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

soundly, turning over with a small rabbit in

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

jar of

silkworm

The next day.

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

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

against it. Her voice was soft

cheeks were rosy, and she had a hint of drowsiness in her bright,

resembles a

her thumb. “Are you

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

her teeth and wash

the mirror, she glanced at the jar of souls using

Master has turned

Lilly,

Belmont’s soul

were no other changes. We wanted to

spirit worried that Lilly might misunderstand. Everyone knew about her deep affection for her master, so he hesitated to inform

the Master’s ceremonial ball and examine

like a plant had grown out of

be like plucking

glanced outside, and said, “Granny, you go out first. I need

time. Granny will make you a Snowy Meringue Pudding

last night, it was time to poop. Not going to the bathroom would be

Bettany left.

She thought about running out to

inside and closed the

puzzled and

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