Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

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 | 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.

“Lilly...” the weakling spirit whispered as it briefly possessed her, softly calling out.

Lilly slept soundly, turning over with a small rabbit in her arms, pouting her lips.

Weakling Spirit gazed at her with affection, unwilling to wake her up. After pondering for a moment, he decided to call out to Lilly when the morning dawned.

Inside the jar of souls.

Pablo’s ceremonial ball shimmered with a faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it was impossible to see what was happening inside.

The next day.

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

“Lilly, are you up? Are you hungry?” Bettany sat by the bedside and gently touched her forehead with kindness.

Lilly hugged Bettany’s hand and rubbed her face against it. Her voice was soft and playful. “Granny~" As the restless sleepyhead woke up, her cheeks were rosy, and she had a hint of drowsiness in her bright, clear eyes.

She resembles a cute, fluffy kitten.

“Granny is here!” Bettany rubbed her face with her thumb. “Are you ready to have something to eat?” “After sleeping for so long 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, she climbed out and obediently said, “Okay.” She hurried to brush her teeth and wash her face.

While brushing her teeth in front of the mirror, she glanced at the jar of souls using her telepathy and suddenly froze.

“Huh, Master has turned into a ball?” The weakling spirit sensed Lilly, and he acted immediately.

“Darling, are you awake?” he said. “Last night, Master Belmont's soul lamp suddenly exploded and turned into a ceremonial ball.” “I and the harem spirit kept an eye on it all night, but there were no other changes. We wanted to wake you up right away, but we didn’t have the heart to disturb you...” He continued.

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

“It's okay!” Lilly eagerly wanted to take out the Master's ceremonial ball and examine it, but she found that the ceremonial ball was stuck to the amphibious soil.

It felt like a plant had grown out of the soil.

If she took out the ceremonial ball, it would be like plucking a plant, and what if she accidentally killed it? Lilly gritted her teeth, glanced outside, and said, “Granny, you go out first. | need to poop!” Bettany nodded, “Alright, take your time. Granny will make you a Snowy Meringue Pudding dessert.” Hmm, after eating so much last night, it was time to poop. Not going to the bathroom would be abnormal! Bettany left.

Lilly thanked Granny and watched her leave. She thought about running out to close the door, but Daddy suddenly came in.

“Daddy!” Lilly pulled him inside and closed the door.

Blake was puzzled and asked, “What's wrong?” Lilly said, “Don’t speak, Daddy, please watch over me.” As soon as she finished speaking, Lilly vanished before his eyes.

The only thing left on the ground was a string of handcuffs, with a jar of souls and a Palace of the Ruler of Hell attached to it.

Blake exclaimed, “I'M” The s that Jean had read in those years had come true! After entering the jar of souls, Lilly went straight to inspect the ceremonial ball hanging from the tree.

The ceremonial ball was huge, even larger than Daddy’s SUV tires.

“Master, how did you turn into a ceremonial ball?” Lilly reached out and touched it, saying, “It feels like sticky rice cakes!” Inside the jar of souls, Lilly could float and move as she pleased. She could drift sideways or float horizontally. At that moment, she floated beside the ceremonial ball.

“Master, are you awake?” Lilly opened her arms and hugged the ceremonial ball. “Master, please wake up...” Every change was a blind spot in her understanding.

Lilly didn’t know if it was normal for Master to be like this.

She also didn’t know how someone who had been spirited away could recover.

Master transformed from a light bulb into a ceremonial ball. Was it normal or abnormal? When it “grows,” will it be the Master himself or another Master? Lilly wondered and held it tightly...

Just then, the ceremonial ball suddenly cracked and split open! Lilly was stunned. Oh my goodness, did she break the Master? “Master!” Lilly panicked and covered the crack with her hand.

But the crack grew wider and wider, the crack...