Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 317 Wrecking the Ceremony

Pablo’s hand overlapped with Blake’s, and together, they exerted their strength on the spirit nail. To

Blake’s surprise, he felt a slight tremor in the nail.

His eyes

widened, realizing that there was more to these matters than what he had researched.

As they continued pulling, both spirit nails began to loosen from their positions.

Meanwhile, inside Olivine Temple, concealed behind the sculpture of Olivine the Great, a man with at

sinister expression wore a chilling smile.

“Dudroinia claims that one life is two, two is three, and three is all things…” he sneered.

“But I didn’t expect there to be another spirit nail here.”

A hint of disdain flickered in his eyes.

To him, all those self–righteous notions of good and evil were meaningless. In this world, only those

who emerge victorious have the right to dictate terms.

With two spirit nails removed, the man could not help but feel disappointed. However, he knew that it

was the only way forward at that moment.

He made a deep cut on his hand and allowed his blood to drip onto the spirit nail. He anxiously awaited

the removal of the two outer nails, knowing that once they were pulled out, he could swiftly proceed

with the ceremony and achieve his desired outcome.

Just as Lilly and Blake were about to remove the spirit nails,

Pablo sensed that something was amiss. He quickly intervened and called for a halt, realizing that it

could not be so straightforward without any obstacles.

He tilted his head upward, witnessing the dark clouds converging in the sky, which sent a shiver down

his spine. Pablo said with a grim expression, “There is one more!”

But at that moment, two spirit nails had already been pulled out halfway, and there was no way to stop

their removal.

It was clear that the ceremony could not proceed without another person stepping in to pull out the

remaining spirit nail.

He gritted his teeth, prepared to tear himself in half to save the situation and secure the well–being of

his young apprentice.

At that crucial moment, a small figure rushed in hastily, and it was Grace. She coldly commanded,

“Count

to 30 seconds!”

-This time, she was determined to succeed!

With the spirit compass tightly gripped in her hand, Grace made her way swiftly to the back of the

Hero’s sculpture, where she finally spotted the third spirit nail.

Simultaneously, another man was standing nearby, his eyes filled with covetousness as he watched

Grace.

20 more seconds…

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Grace didn’t have the luxury to ponder the man’s intentions. She mustered her courage and hastily

approached the spirit nail, hugging it tightly.

The man was caught off guard, astonished by her audacity to pull out the nail right in front of him!

He was angry and slapped Grace on the back!

Grace snorted.

10 more seconds!

She counted the remaining time in her heart as she bit the tip of her tongue. She was focusing all her

energy on removing it.

S… 7…

That man didn’t expect Grace to be so difficult to deal with as a child, so he was careless, and hurriedly

hugged Grace, trying to pull her aside.

Unexpectedly, Grace’s hand seemed to be glued to the nail, and with her strength, she pulled out half

of the nail

The man was furious

The man was so angry he pressed her down. However, Grace resisted his efforts and he could not

move her at all.

The man’s face twisted with rage, and in a moment of impulsive fury, he thrust a knife into Grace’s

back.

Grace only counted the time she have left.

5… 4… 3…

She only had two seconds left to pull the nail, otherwise…

Grace could feel her strength fading away.

However, she could not give up. She could not let people say that she had no skill anymore. She

believed she was strong.

She could not afford to lose against Lilly…

2… 1

In a surge of determination, Grace felt a sudden surge of strength coursing through her arm. With a cry

of exertion, she mustered all her remaining energy and yanked the spirit nail out.

Simultaneously, the spirit nails outside the door were also pulled out.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Blake understood that he couldn’t afford to hesitate.

Despite being just a child who knew about the spirit nail, he could not ignore the possibility that he

might possess a unique talent. What if… against all odds, he would succeed?

Lilly’s determination was unwavering as she continued to count, while Josh afraid that she might make

a mistake, counted alongside her from the sidelines. Together, they kept track of the crucial moment.

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As the final second approached, their synchronized efforts in pulling out the spirit nail. The ceremony

was disrupted, causing a drastic change in the expression of the man with a cold look in the temple.

The ritual, which sought to harness the fortunes of heaven, people, and the sacrificer themselves, was

designed to consume all these fortunes, ultimately transforming them into sacrifices.

However, when the ritual was abruptly disrupted, the consequences extended beyond the interruption

of the first sacrifice. The individual who oversaw the ritual would also face a severe backlash.

Amid the tense atmosphere, a loud crack reverberated through the air.

A bolt of lightning struck Olivine Temple.

The lightning struck the man with astonishing precision, bypassing Grace who was in his grasp.

However, the impact of the lightning was so immense that it only made Grace’s hair explode.

Pablo swiftly evaded the lightning as well. Despite being a spirit from the underworld, even ghosts were

scared of lightning and thunder.

Pablo tore himself in half, with one half coming to Grace’s aid, enabling her to pull out the spirit nail

despite the cold man’s attack.

Pablo’s gaze fixed on Grace as he saw her lying in a pool of blood, her face displaying unwavering

determination… He already knew who she was.

At that moment, Blake and Lilly arrived on the scene. They saw Grace, her hair curly and drenched in

blood, and they looked at the man who had been charred black by the lightning.

Josh experienced a chilling sensation, causing his hands and feet to tremble.

He realized that his invention was useless in such crucial moments.

He knew he had to go back and continue working hard, striving to improve his creations.

Meanwhile, Lilly knelt in front of Grace, retrieving a talisman from her satchel and gently placing it on

Grace’s forehead.

Grace took a deep breath and mustered the strength to speak, saying, “Get it off…”

Lilly quickly covered Grace’s mouth, “Okay, stop talking! Save some blood,”

Grace clenched her teeth and whispered, “I didn’t lose… This time!”

Grace would pull out Lilly’s front teeth if she dared to say she was weak!

Lilly replied, “Yeah, yeah, you didn’t lose, you just got stabbed…”

How brave yet so pitiful.

Lilly admired Grace from the bottom of her heart and felt that she no longer wanted to hit Grace.

Grace closed her eyes, trying to block out the annoyance and find a way to calm herself down. She

made a mental note to avoid any encounters with Lilly in the future, determined to distance herself from

the source of her irritation.

Pablo folded his arms and said from the side, “It doesn’t matter anymore. It’s thanks to you this time,”

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Lilly said sincerely, “Thank you!”

Grace snorted and remained silent.

Grace was taken away by the ambulance, and Pablo accompanied Lilly to dismantle the remaining

parts of the ceremony.

The surroundings of Olivine Temple were filled with clouds, drizzle, and continuous lightning struck the

air.

However, just three miles away from the Olivine Temple, the sky showcased a setting sun.

Following the thunder and lightning, a rainbow appeared, surrounding the temple.

Everyone present in the square was struck with awe as thunder and lightning clashed in the sky,

accompanied by the simultaneous appearance of a rainbow and a mesmerizing sunset.

This…

Amidst the spectacle, the girl in the kimono who had been in a heated argument with Lilly took out her

mobile phone, eager to capture this extraordinary moment.

However, inexplicably, the surroundings abruptly darkened, and several of her friends vanished into

thin air.

Startled, the girl frantically searched for her companions, only to encounter a man clad in a worn–out

military uniform emerging from the darkness. He clutched a gun, his face pallid, and his eyes fixated on

her.

Instinctively, the girl glanced down at his feet, but to her astonishment, they were missing, replaced by

a hovering apparition that swiftly closed the distance between them.

Realizing that she had seen a ghost, the girl screamed in fright.

In the blink of an eye, the man struck her forcefully on the head with the butt of his gun, his voice filled

with anger. “Unworthy descendants! Your ancestors fought valiantly, and here you are, dressed in the

garb of a petty demon, dancing on my grave?!”

As the girl caught a clear glimpse of his face, a sense of familiarity washed over her, and she pieced

together the fragments of her scant and neglected memories. It dawned on her that this face belonged

to her long–deceased great–grandfather.

Her legs gave way, and she sank to her knees in submission.

Impossible…