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

soundly, turning over with a small rabbit in her arms, pouting

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

the jar

with a faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it was impossible to

The next day.

past eleven o’clock, and Bettany had

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

her face against

her cheeks were rosy, and

resembles a

her face with her thumb. “Are you ready to have something

and skipping breakfast, my stomach was starting to growl,” Lily said. She didn’t lazily stay in bed or wake up in a bad mood. With a quick motion,

brush her teeth and

front of the mirror, she glanced at

turned into

Lilly, and he

Master Belmont’s

night, but there were no other changes. We wanted to wake you up right away, but we didn’t have the

Everyone knew about her deep affection for her

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

like a plant had grown out of the

she took out the ceremonial ball, it would be like plucking a

her teeth, glanced outside, and said, “Granny, you

nodded, “Alright, take your time. Granny will make you

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

Bettany left.

thanked Granny and watched her leave. She thought about running

him inside and closed the

puzzled and asked, “What’s