Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly believed the mirror to be very useful and decided to take it with her. After all, it was her possession, so it should be fine this time.

However, as she tried to place the mirror into the Hell Ruler Palace, the mirror resisted, exclaiming, “I don’t want to go in, | don’t want to!” Lilly looked at the mirror, noticing its new expression, and gently touched it. “What's the matter? Don’t you want to come with me?” The mirror pouted.

When she was busy collecting various medicines earlier, it had sensed that she planned to grab them and take them with her.

It was not that it disliked the little Hades, but it hated the cold and dark atmosphere of the Hell Ruler Palace.

It didn’t want to go in! The mirror maintained a defiant expression.

Atinge of disappointment appeared in Lilly’s eyes. “Okay... | won't force you, then. Just stay here obediently and don’t wander off, or else someone might take you away.” The mirror pouted again. “I won't be taken away.” It had been here for so long, for hundreds of years, and nobody had managed to take it away.

It wanted to roll away on its own, but unfortunately, it took half an hour just to turn over, and it was at risk of being crushed by other items if it went out.

The mirror was quite self-aware; it simply did not want to enter the Hell Ruler Palace.

Lilly placed the mirror back on the dressing table, looked around reluctantly, and finally ran towards the grand fairy-like bed.

This bed seemed inviting as if urging people to lie down upon it. However, Lilly had not known it was her bed until now, so she had not laid down on it.

Blake commented, “It's been a while since | last cleaned it. Although there is no dust here, I'll make sure to make it clean for you, Lilly.” Lilly took out a vacuum cleaner and said, “You don’t need to trouble yourself, Daddy!” Lilly tossed out a vacuum cleaner and then used a cleaning talisman, instantly leaving the entire room spotless and fragrant.

Blake was astonished.

Lilly threw herself onto the soft bed, rolling around happily, before eventually moving to the cloud sofa to sit for a while.

The cloud sofa was incredibly soft, it was like sitting on a cloud or a fluffy cotton candy. It provided a comfortable and cozy seating experience.

After being tense for several days, Lilly began to relax and soon started feeling a bit sleepy.

Blake sat on the cloud sofa as well, and Lilly rested her little head on his lap.

She looked up at the ceiling with drowsy eyes, blinking occasionally.

“What are you thinking about?” Blake asked, noticing her sleepy but contemplative state.

Lilly yawned, her eyes glazed with sleepiness. Just as she was about to drift off, she mumbled: “Daddy, you have to work hard... If Daddy works hard enough, I'll be able to stride through the Underworld...” “When the time comes, I'll squish the King of Cities...” Her murmur trailed off, and Lilly fell asleep, her eyes closed.

Blake's eyes softened with a faint smile as he could not help but keep his gaze fixed on Lilly.

Such an adorable little one.

Everyone hoped that their child will become successful, but here she was, hoping for her father to become God.

“Go to sleep,” Blake whispered, gently stroking Lilly's little head, and the room soon fell into silence.

Outside the room, Pablo stood at the entrance of the cave, gazing up at the falling petals.

Suddenly, this place seemed to come alive, as the flowers on the trees began unfurling their petals one by one.

“Master Belmont, what about this sacred tree?” the cowardly ghost asked from behind.

Pablo glanced back at the spiritual spring, which had been absorbed by the sacred tree for quite some time, causing its leaves to become lush and green.

“I'll be heading back now!” Pablo raised his hand and retrieved the sacred tree. He said, “You stay here and wait for Lilly. I'll return as soon as | can.” The harem spirit muttered, “Why does it feel like every time that sentence is said, there’s always a return involved...” “Slap!” This time, it was not the cowardly ghost hitting her on the head, but the bridal ghost.

“Hey, hey, stop jinxing things and hitting people’s heads!” The harem spirit was startled. “You have some nerve, bridal ghost!” The ghost in the wedding dress exclaimed, “I didn’t do it on purpose!” Pablo shook his head, ignoring the two female ghosts behind him. He turned around and walked away.

The cowardly ghost followed for a few steps and asked, “Master Belmont, don’t you need the sacred tree for your practice?” Pablo didn’t look back, simply waving his hand. “No.” In Gray Earth...

The black cat sat by the huge pit, deep in meditation.

The surrounding black cats were discussing amongst themselves.

Some cats looked at the black cat expectantly. “Your Highness, where is our sacred tree?” While some murmured, “Your Highness wouldn't go there personally if you didn’t bring back the sacred tree...” Some cats immediately agreed, “Nonsense! There’s never been anything that His Highness can’t accomplish on his own! Just wait, the sacred tree must be with him.” The cats stared at Esper with anticipation.

Esper was speechless His expression grew even darker.

What should | say? | didn’t bring back the sacred tree? In that case, how can they trust me...

Esper’s face darkened, and he remained silent for a while. But this only made him appear more majestic and cold.

The meows could not help but remain silent, looking at their Highness with even greater anticipation.

Esper was speechless.

If I had known this would happen, | would have stayed at the Crawford mansion eating fish and wouldn't bother to come back...