Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

When a person dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, it becomes a legend...

Lilly repeated this sentence in her mind, feeling a shiver down her spine.

Suddenly, the blood-red pond rushed towards her without warning.

Cough...

Lilly was swept into the pond, but that wasn't the worst part. She could handle that.

However, her extended consciousness was attacked.

Lilly finally understood why people feared ghosts. Countless beings lurked behind her, staring at her hungrily, wanting to devour her.

Her mind was in excruciating pain. Her consciousness was being torn and bitten. In her consciousness, Lilly saw numerous pairs of blood-red eyes, along with layers of teeth and mouths, pouncing on her and gnawing at her.

The scene resembled a zombie in "Biohazard," pouncing on a person and tearing them apart.

It was excruciating.

Lilly desperately tried to retract her consciousness, but the creatures held onto it tightly.

She realized that when her father came down, he could search through this blood-red pond multiple times without encountering any danger because he didn't have consciousness.

So, besides feeling a slight headache, he didn't experience anything else.

But she was different. She had consciousness, which signaled to those "zombies" that there was fresh meat here.

How could they not all come rushing over? Even though Lilly struggled to retract her consciousness, those ghosts continued to chase after her. They all crowded around her, and she felt like her head was about to explode if this continued.

She took out the Pen of Judgment, and with a loud noise, Primordial Creation shattered the blood-red pond.

Eleven golden dragons rushed out, sweeping away everything in front of her, creating a brief vacuum zone.

She quickly descended.

Her father had mentioned that beneath the blood-red pond was a pitch-black pond, where she wouldn't feel the pain in her head but only a chill in her bones and an inexplicable sense of danger.

Lilly rushed downward with all her might, hoping to leave the blood-red pond and reach the layer below to escape her current predicament.

However, in less than two seconds, those ghosts that were tearing at her consciousness returned. The blood-red pond seemed endless, and so did those creatures.

Lilly had no choice but to struggle with her consciousness, trying to break free from those creatures.

The divine power of Primordial Creation seemed ineffective here. It was like using a knife to attack a ghost, which would never work unless one had the corresponding spiritual tools.

However, Lilly didn't think it was because the pen of judgment and Primordial Creation were not powerful enough. On the contrary, she realized that she hadn't fully utilized their true powers.

Lilly attempted to use the pen of judgment again, but after gasping for two seconds, she decided to put these things away.

The consumption was too great, and the time she could buy by using them was too short.

It would be better just to sink...

At this moment, Lilly felt that half of her spirit consciousness had been consumed. The distance that was originally fifty meters had now been reduced to about twenty meters.

Lilly panicked. What on earth is this thing that can even devour spirit consciousness? She tried to attack with her spirit consciousness but found that her attacks only affected objects, not the target.

Using her spirit consciousness to stab with silver needles was as ineffective as using the Pen of Judgment.

Lilly's head was pounding, and she was on the verge of collapse. She knew that if her spirit consciousness were completely devoured, it would be equivalent to her brain being eaten, and she would die.

In desperation, Lilly's spirit consciousness went berserk, trying to shake off these mouths.

It was futile.

Lilly changed her approach. Since it was useless, she would let them devour it.

The premise was that she had to continue cultivating her spirit consciousness before they finished devouring it...

As long as she could hold on until she sank to the layer of the black pond, she would be temporarily safe.

How do we cultivate spirit consciousness? Currently, the only thing that had a cultivating effect on spirit consciousness was the Golden Thunder Water.

Therefore, as Lilly sank deeper, she frantically swallowed the Thunder Water, desperately repairing and cultivating her spirit consciousness to feed the ghost scent.

She felt like she was going crazy, constantly fattening herself up so that the zombies would have meat to eat.

To prevent herself from being devoured, Lilly's cultivation speed of spirit consciousness became faster and faster, almost reaching the point where swallowing a mouthful of Thunder Water would grow a "mouthful" of spirit consciousness.

She poured the liquid into her mouth recklessly.

Soon, a bucket was emptied.

Lilly's heart was bleeding. Her precious Golden Thunder Water.

Even if the landlord were rich, they wouldn't dare to waste it like this.

If only she had consumed it herself, but now it felt like these things were the ones consuming it.

She was furious.

Lilly, a money lover, couldn't bear the thought of losing her "money" more than her life.

So, she decided to scavenge from them, taking back what was rightfully hers.

The little money lover would never give up. Taking her "money" was harder than taking her life.

Thus, Lilly began to scavenge in reverse. She didn't know what she would find, but it turned out to be quite remarkable.

Lilly discovered something remarkable—uwithin the seemingly inconspicuous blood-red pond, there existed a substance that was vividly crimson, shimmering like fragmented light. Astonishingly, it had the same ability as Golden Thunder Water to cultivate consciousness.

Without hesitation, Lilly immediately started refining these vivid crimson fragmented lights.

At first, she was not very skilled and could only collect them strand by strand, but as she became more proficient, she started gathering them by the handful.

Eventually, she found it easier and easier, with her consciousness rushing in with just a single breath.

She struck it rich.

Lilly ceased the "consumption" and began a frenzied looting...oh no, refining.

The crimson, fragmented lights turned into streams of red light and flew toward her.

The speed of cultivating consciousness skyrocketed after it was initially reduced to just five meters due to her consumption, but the Thunder Water now bolstered it...

Now, it rapidly extended outward by five meters, then ten meters.

Soon, it reached a hundred meters.

Lilly made a desperate attempt to halt herself, no longer willing to descend deeper.

Her eyes emitted a red glow.

Oh, oh, oh, oh! Take it away! Find a way to pack it all up and take it away!