Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly remained trapped, feeling the oppressive aura enveloping her body, sticking to her like being submerged in a

suffocating lake. She struggled relentlessly, yet still could not break free. Her chest tightened, and it felt as if it

would burst.

Disappointment surged within her heart—ah, she still was not strong enough.

She was not powerful enough…

“Lilly!”

“Lilly!”

In that moment, Pablo and the cowardly one rushed over in desperation.

Pablo regretted his previous belief that he could protect Lilly well. Now, the King of Cities’ sword was perilously close

to Lilly’s hair, and Blake remained motionless.

It seemed as though he was held in place by the King of Cities’ pressure.

Pressure was the aura that an emperor or a king like the King of Cities possessed. While pressure was not the same

as strength, if the gap in power was too vast, pressure could immobilize an opponent and, in severe cases, even

crush them with its force.

If he knew that Blake was Emperor Prosper, he shouldn’t have been so confident, let alone trust him!

Lilly… Lilly!

Pablo could not reach her in time, his eyes turned red.

But in the next instant, a sudden change occurred.

Lilly abruptly seized the blade of the King of Cities’ sword with her hand, following its trajectory!

Her gaze turned cold and resolute as she instantaneously closed the distance between herself and the King of

Cities. She raised her small, fair hand and delivered three resounding slaps to the King of Cities.

“Take that!” The voice of the young child resounded.

“Slap! Slap! Slap!”

The King of Cities stood there in a state of disbelief.

Pablo and the others were equally stunned.

The coward couldn’t help but recall the King of Cities’ previous move…

Breaking Slash…

Take that…

It inexplicably echoed in his mind…

Lilly landed back on the ground, gasping for breath, a mix of excitement and pride on her face. “How did I do?”

Without hesitation, Blake gave her a thumbs up. “Incredible!”

Lilly beamed with joy, placing her hands on her hips and exclaiming, “I’m super awesome!”

Having Daddy here is amazing!

A hint of blood stained the corner of Lilly’s mouth, but she casually wiped it away, eagerly fixing her gaze on the

King of Cities.

Very good, very good, this punching bag is quite something.

King of Cities: “?”

He stared at the sword in his hand in disbelief, then at Lilly.

He heard Lilly ask, “King of Cities, is this a real sword?”

The King of Cities instinctively responded, “Of course… It’s definitely a real sword!”

He had spent over a hundred years meticulously searching for treasures made of rare materials from the depths of

the underworld…

In the next moment, a snickering sound could be heard from the side.

The harem spirit could not help but burst into laughter.

The bridal ghost looked surprised and uncertain. “Did I hear correctly? Did the King of Cities just call himself

cheap?”

The promiscuous ghost leaned his elbow on the ghost bride’s shoulder, laughing so hard that he couldn’t stand up

straight. “That’s right, that’s right! You heard it right, he’s really cheap!”

The King of Cities was instantly consumed by anger!

“How dare you!”

This little brat, how dare they laugh at their superior?!

The King of Cities was extremely petty, particularly when it came to bearing disrespect from the ghosts beneath

him. Thus, he swiftly turned his long sword and slashed at the harem spirit and the bridal ghost!

“Die!”

The pupils of the harem spirit and the bridal ghost shrank in fear.

But then, a resounding voice echoed through the air!

“Eighty!”

A towering sledgehammer, imbued with a purple-golden hue, descended with overwhelming force, crashing down

heavily on the King of Cities’ long sword.

In an instant, the King of Cities’ sword was sent flying out of his grasp, landing with a loud thud some distance away.

Startled, the King of Cities anticipated that the next strike of the sledgehammer would undoubtedly hit him. With a

swift retreat, he managed to avoid it.

Lilly, gripping the purple sledgehammer, couldn’t help but pant heavily. She questioned, “King of Cities… why are

you running away…”

Exhausting almost all her strength to swing the hammer, the spirit energy that had been “accumulating” in her

elixir field was also depleted.

Lilly no longer possessed the ability to wield the purple sledgehammer.

The King of Cities also comprehended the situation and was immediately overwhelmed by shame.

He had been played by this little being once again!

The King of Cities’ anger reached its zenith as the long sword returned to his hand with a swift motion.

Gripping his long sword tightly, he growled viciously, “You’re in trouble, little punk! I’ve lost all my patience!”

Leaning on the purple sledgehammer, Lilly exhaled deeply, shaking her head with a contemptuous expression on

her face. “I didn’t build up enough momentum, it’s almost comical!”

The King of Cities involuntarily lowered his head, following Lilly’s gaze, only to discover that his majestic long sword

had a dent in it… It looked quite amusing.

The King of Cities was silent.

He sneered, tempted to discard the sword gracefully, but eventually decided to sheath it instead. In a cold tone, he

proclaimed, “I don’t even need a sword to kill you. I can crush you to death with my bare hands!”

Lilly shook her head. “That’s not true…”

After speaking, they feigned confidence and picked up the purple sledgehammer, shouting, “Eighty!”

The King of Cities was startled and quickly backed away!

As it turned out… Lilly had not moved at all; she was still clutching onto the sledgehammer, panting heavily.

Turning their head, they acted like a pampered child once again, addressing Blake, “Daddy, I have no strength. I

can’t move…”

Blake replied, “Alright, wait here. Daddy will peel the sweet potatoes for you.”

It was at that moment that the King of Cities noticed Blake still tending to the roasting sweet potatoes, seemingly

not taking him seriously.

The King of Cities felt increasingly humiliated. Lilly had merely startled him, yet he had backed away in fear.

The more he dwelled on it, the angrier he became. His eyes turned bloodshot with rage as he cast a vicious glare at

Blake.

He changed his plan.

He now wanted to kill Blake first, followed by Jean. He wanted Lilly to witness the deaths of their parents before her

eyes and make her feel helpless.

The King of Cities suddenly launched an attack, extending a bone-white claw-like finger, aiming to seize Blake.