Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly had no intention of assassinating Ivan. She hadn't even considered harming him; her goal was to awaken his mental strength forcefully by creating a maximum level of danger. Accidentally stabbing him in the buttocks was a complete accident.

She controlled the silver needles with her spiritual consciousness, trying to make him sense a life-threatening crisis without causing any harm. It was a significant challenge; after all, how could someone have murderous intentions if they didn't intend to kill? If she directly pushed her brother in front of the black-robed man, the intention to kill would be even stronger, posing a real danger. However, if she wasn't careful, she could lose her life.

Lilly repeatedly controlled the silver needles with her spiritual consciousness, engaging in a real battle with Ivan. It was challenging to maintain the sense of danger and her control over the needles at the same time.

However, Ivan didn't think deeply about it and treated these hidden threats as enemies, fighting with all his might to eliminate them.

Swoosh-- Bang! Whoosh-- Boom! He fought while advancing, and Ivan's clothes were pierced so much by the needles that they became tattered. The small needles were powerful and fierce, reducing his clothes to rags, and his head was already numb from the pain. However, Lilly remained by his side, and since he had to protect her, he had to deal with the hidden threats.

Under the intense pressure and coercion, Ivan suddenly felt his vision go black, and Lilly quickly supported him.

"Ivan, should we give up?" Lilly sighed inwardly.

It seemed—Ivan's talent wasn't that good.

The other ghost cultivators were confused. This is extraordinary, yet you say his talent isn't good.

Ivan's expression was resolute. "No." He had to learn. Although... he had to admit that this was indeed the most challenging training opportunity he had ever encountered. It was tailor-made for him, and while he didn't know what lay behind him, he knew that this thing was in the perfect position where it could kill him, but it was also something he could handle. This was an opponent and also a rare sparring partner.

He had to learn! Lilly sighed inwardly again. As time went on, she became more and more proficient at controlling the silver needles with her divine sense, becoming even more adept than using her hands! Her divine sense could manipulate the silver needles in any form and at any speed, directly threatening her enemy.

Ivan had gradually adapted to the intensity, and Lilly couldn't really harm him or target his weak points. As a result, the danger that Ivan felt became weaker and weaker. They continued their journey and arrived in Hell, passing through all 18 levels and heading toward the deepest part where the Nether was located.

A massive Nether Chain emerged from the depths of hell, stretching across the Hell of Boiling Excrement, the Knife Mountain Hell, and Scissor Hell. There was no pattern to it, and it was like seaweed floating in the sea, invisible to any ghosts.

"Stop! You can't pass here!" Lilly and Ivan were stopped by a ghost servant as soon as they stepped through the gates of hell.

He had a fierce expression, eyes glaring like brass bells, and showed no signs of backing down.

Lilly nodded. Yes, she would reward the ghost servants in hell when she returned.

"Well, do you know who | am?" Lilly spoke gently. "I am—" Before she could finish, the ghost servant tossed her out with a pitchfork.

He sneered, "I don't care who you are! This is hell, and if it's said that you can't enter, then you can't. Even the Heavenly King himself can't come in!" Lilly was stunned. This was the first time she experienced being tossed out from a first-person perspective, and it was quite fun! Ivan remained expressionless and did not look away, silently counting in his mind.

1...

Lilly revealed her Hades' Order, which required almost no proof. The simultaneous appearance of the Order and her aura as the Ruler of Hell caused the ghost servant's eyes to widen.

"Your Excellency! You are the Ruler of Hell!" He immediately stepped aside. "Your Excellency, you can enter as you please, of course! Please go ahead!" Ivan silently continued counting in his mind.

2.3.

Indeed, he just had to count to three. Hmm.

Ivan followed Lilly inside, basking in her glory. Anyone ignorant would think he was entering a restaurant instead of Hell.

They passed by the Boiling Excrement Hell at a distance. The pools of soup inside bubbled and gurgled. It happened to be another round of boiling, and the smell— Lilly frowned, only to find a light shield appearing around her.

Ivan lowered his gaze. "This is a useless skill | learned. It's only good for blocking out odors and mosquitoes but nothing else." He extended his arm slightly as if ‘embracing’ her, but not really touching her, just protecting her in that fashion even if it was just a 'useless' light shield.

Lilly felt grateful. "Thank you, Ivan!" How was this useless? It practically saved her life! She had never expected the smell in the Hell of Boiling Excrement to be so overwhelmingly indescribable. It was like unintentionally passing by a septic tank and accidentally taking a deep breath on a scorching hot day where even an accidentally broken egg could be cooked on the ground.

Just then, the ghost servant in the Hell of Boiling Excrement waved his whip and lashed at the ghosts by the huge cesspool.

"What are you all standing around for? Get in there!" Splash, splash...

The ghosts kept jumping in.

The ghost servant pointed at one ghost angrily and said, "Is this how you bathe? Stick your head in!" Lilly couldn't help but feel disgusted as she watched this and then suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my goodness. Isn't that King Libra— um, isn't that Redley?" At this moment, the former King Libra, Redley, had half of his body immersed in the Hell of Boiling Excrement while he vomited uncontrollably. If he could be spirited away right now, he would not hesitate to take that chance! Just then, he spotted Lilly in the distance.