Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 858 Swaying His Sword Aimlessly

Lilly found herself focused on filling her abdomen with spirit energy, deriving immense pleasure from it.

Despite her obsession with eating, Lilly did not know where her abdomen was or how the energy

flowed through it.

Driven by her efforts and determination, she felt compelled to constantly fill her stomach, striving

tirelessly until a sense of contentment finally washed over her. Subconsciously, Lilly let out a relieved

exhale.

In an instant, the state of enlightenment vanished, and Lilly instinctively opened her eyes.

Perplexed, Lilly cautiously surveyed her surroundings, questioning, “Where are we?” The darkness

enveloped everything in silence, yet she could distinctly see a multitude of people fused, forming a

solid mass rather than separate entities.

These figures created a formidable barrier, as Pablo clever through them with his axe.

The axe broke through the barrier, and Pablo emerged step by step, wearing an expressionless face.

Feeling exhausted, Pablo had transitioned from a rapid and agile movement to a numb, laborious

progression-one painstaking step at a time.

He did not know how long he had been in that state.

“Master?” Lilly inquired suspiciously, her voice laden with doubt. “Where are we going?”

Pablo did not reply to her.

Puzzled, Lilly gazed at him intently.

“Master?” She reached out her hand and waved it before him.

He still did not react!

The ghost barrier that he had just breached seemed akin to a strange quagmire, swiftly engulfing him.

Pablo repeated his actions, slashing through the barrier with his axe…

No matter how stupid Lilly was, she could sense that something was wrong with her master.

“Master!” Lilly anxiously tried to stop him.

She saw that Pablo was overdrawn, and now she was holding on only by willpower, repeating his

movement of swinging the axe!

However, after making such a move, Lilly realized that he could not break free.

Pablo’s hand that held the axe was exhausted, but his left arm still hugged her tightly, showing no sign

of letting go.

“Master…let go of me first. Can you hear me?” Lilly raised his hand and pinched Master’s cheek.

She then stretched it sideways,

Pablo’s expressionless face was pinched into a round shape.

Lilly was dumbfounded.

How hasn’t he woken up yet?

Subconsciously, she wanted to summon Michael and the others to ask them what she should do, but in

a blink of an eye, she thought that Pablo was so powerful, and he had become like this here.

If she summoned Michael and the others, wouldn’t it be harming them?

Lilly racked her brains and was pleasantly surprised to find that she could sense the jar of souls.

When she just fell, she could not sense the jar of souls, and she could not retrieve the spiritual spring

water from it.

She immediately took out a bottle of spiritual spring water and brought it to Pablo’s mouth.

Her consciousness was connected to the jar of souls, and she could hear Michael asking anxiously,

“Lilly? Are you okay!”

The harem ghost’s voice could also be heard, “I was scared to death, it felt like days in the jar of

souls… We’ve finally waited for you!”

Lilly hurriedly brought the spiritual spring water to his master’s lips, but her master did not respond, so

naturally he could not drink it.

Filled with anxiety, Lilly paid little attention to what the ghosts said.

“Master, please… open your mouth!” she pleaded.

Pablo’s face remained expressionless, his lips tightly sealed, and his gaze unfocused.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with Master. He’s unresponsive and refuses to drink the spiritual. spring

water… What should I do?” Lilly asked, her worry evident.

Temporarily setting aside their anxieties, the cowardly ghost cautiously asked, “What happened to

Master Belmont?”

Lilly kept them in the jar of souls. So, they did not know what was happening to Pablo.

After hearing Lilly’s description, the cowardly ghost’s heart sank. “He must have lost himself,” they

concluded.

The amount of time Pablo spent within the jar of souls had been excessively long. All the ghosts

wanted to help, but they were unable to do so. The cowardly ghost had diligently read “The Utmost

Secrets of the Spirit Realm,” absorbing every detail within its pages.

Although there was no specific mention of the Ghost Abyss in the book, it briefly appeared in two other

passages.

Drawing from those two lines and their collective experiences in the Ghost Abyss, the cowardly ghost

and harem spirit assumed that the mist possessed the ability to devour a person’s will or soul.

Pablo’s current state seemed to align with their guesses.

“You must pour the spiritual spring water into his mouth,” the cowardly ghost advised. “Don’t worry,

darling, let me think of a solution…”

The cowardly ghost surveyed the surroundings, his mind racing.

Suddenly, the harem spirit spoke up. “Allow me to handle this. I have a solution!”

Lilly’s face lit up with joy. “Miss Harem, please tell me!”

The harem spirit hesitated before replying, “I… I can’t explain it with words. I can only act directly…”

The bridal ghost interjected with a cry, “Miss Harem, what are you… Oh, never mind. Why don’t you let

me handle it instead?”

The rebel ghost remained silent, growing frustrated. “Both of you, just be quiet!”

Finally, the cowardly ghost found a solution.

Upon the sacred trees of the phantom cat, remnants of the amphibious soil still lingered.

After Pablo had “cracked the shell,” the once vibrant red amphibious soil had faded, losing its luster. It

appeared to be useless now, resembling ordinary mud.

“Darling, take this!” the timid ghost pointed at the amphibious soil. “The spiritual spring water is a liquid,

so you can’t directly feed it into Master Belmont’s mouth. However, you can moisten the amphibious

soil with the spiritual spring water and then place it in Master Belmont’s mouth…”

The bridal ghost exclaimed, “Oh my goodness, are you making Master Belmont eat dirt?”

Lilly paid no attention to their comments from outside the jar of souls. She had her plan.

Letting out a determined sound, she swiftly maneuvered within Master’s embrace, causing Pablo to

tumble over.

Placing him on the ground, she pressed him into a thick layer of ashes…

“Ahem, I’m sorry, Master…” Lilly muttered to herself.

Her intention was simply to bring Master down.

Feeding him while standing seemed impractical.

It would be easier to feed him as he lay down.

After all, Master was a ghost, so there was no need to worry about choking to death.

However, the layer of ashes surrounding them proved to be too thick. Once Pablo was brought down,

he became buried beneath the ashes.

Without delay, Lilly retrieved a frying pan and began digging vigorously!

The pan had never anticipated being used as a tool for digging.

Lilly managed to unearth the ashes that covered Pablo’s face. Taking a deep breath, she puffed out her

cheeks and blew forcefully, removing the thin layer of ashes.

Then, with one hand gripping Pablo’s chin, she aimed the jade bottle at his mouth and poured the

water…