Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Harem spirit lowered her head, spinning around in a full circle.

She slowly stood up, snapped her head back into place, and muttered, "That kick was too harsh!" Weakling spirit sneered, "You claim to be here to cultivate, but it seems like you're just fooling around and becoming more carefree.” Harem spirit propped her head up and quickly ran away with the ghost bride.

Leaving behind the young male ghost she had flirted with, his eyes filled with an unknown meaning.

The weakling spirit sighed, feeling helpless and speechless. "I can't control her anymore. If she says something wrong in front of Lilly, I'l snap her head off and lock her up in a forbidden place.” Upon seeing the male ghost, he paused and smiled warmly. "Sorry about that. My sister tends to be a bit wild with her words. If she offended you, please forgive her." The male ghost's eyes brightened slightly, shaking his head and smiling shyly. "It's alright. So, she's your sister. She's quite cute.” The weakling spirit was dumbfounded.

He looked the young man up and down and asked, "You..." The aura of this malignant spirit was somewhat familiar, similar to the love-struck female ghost that Lilly had caught before.

Only to hear the polite and shy voice of the young man. "My name is Jason Baker." The weakling spirit was clueless.

Could it be that book? He still looked like a human.

The weakling spirit coughed and nodded. "Nice to meet you. I'm Michael Owen." Jason was surprised. "You and your sister don't have the same surname?" The weakling spirit smiled. "Although we don't share the same surname, we are still family." They would always be family. In this big family, because of Lilly's existence, they had all found their home.

He nodded. "I understand.” The weakling spirit nodded back at him and turned to leave.

"Hmm? What are you looking at, Lord Belmont?" The weakling spirit approached and saw Pablo standing still.

Pablo stared at where the small ghost beast had disappeared and said, "That small ghost beast is powerful." The weakling spirit looked at him in confusion. "Is that so?" He didn't pay much attention. However, if Lord Belmont said it was powerful, then it must be.

"Let's go," Pablo said.

The weakling spirit nodded, and the two of them, one in a white robe and the other a youthful boy, walked side by side like two immortal beings descending to the mortal world.

Upon entering the city, the weakling spirit and Pablo noticed the Harem spirit and ghost bride leaning against the wall, waiting silently as if they were children who had done something wrong. They would occasionally lower their heads to touch their clothes or fix each other's hair.

The weakling spirit rolled her eyes at the Harem spirit and said, "You've corrupted the ghost bride.” Ghost bride weakly replied, "I didn't." Harem spirit cheerfully put her arm around the weakling spirit's shoulder and hung her other arm on the shoulder of the ghost bride. She asked, "When did you both arrive? It's such a coincidence to meet here.” The weakling spirit replied, "What coincidence? We all came here to see the Test of Thunder." The Test of Thunder shook the earth and sky and could be felt even from a distance.

Following the Test of Thunder, they saw a tiny figure in the sky and immediately knew it was Lilly.

However, the Test of Thunder had already ended when they arrived at Mount Everest. There was no one there.

Pablo guessed Lilly had returned to Everest, so he came with the weakling spirit.

Harem spirit nodded and said, "So, we're all here for the same reason." He and Harem spirit were training on the desolate land when they saw thunder striking the boundary between heaven and earth, so they hurried over.

However, after searching Everest for clues, they couldn't find Lilly.

Instead, the manager of Simple Skies Inn stopped them.

"Are you Mr. Belmont?" the manager asked Pablo, showing him a photo. Yes, it was him.

"Mr. Old Crawford took Miss Crawford to see the 7th young master. Miss Crawford said that if you came, everything would be fine. You should return to the underworld or enjoy yourself for a while." The manager was very respectful. After all, they were dealing with a ghost from the underworld! Pablo nodded and said, "Alright, thank you." The manager asked again, "Mr. Belmont, do you need us to prepare rooms for you?" Pablo shook his head and said, "No need." Harem spirit couldn't stop thinking about what she had heard. Miss Crawford is easy to understand. It's probably Lilly and the 7th young master. Oh, it must be Cloud. But who is Old Mr. Crawford? Is Old Mr. Crawford dead? | haven't heard about it! However, when she heard Pablo's words, she immediately said, "Mr. Belmont, let's stay for a few days!" It would be a shame not to enjoy Everest on their first visit.

Pablo glanced at her and calmly said, "Then, please prepare two rooms for us." The manager immediately went to arrange it.

The weakling spirit whispered, "Someone has to stay in the underworld to watch over it. I'll go back first." Pablo smiled and said, "You young people should have some fun. I'll go back first." The weakling spirit was surprised and wanted to say something, but Pablo waved his hand and quickly disappeared.

After thinking for a moment, the weakling spirit decided not to immediately follow him back, after all...

When they entered the room, the weakling spirit shed his disguise of maturity and composure and hurriedly walked to the window. His eyes shone as he looked down at the entire Everest.

Seeing the floating teahouse and the swirling fairy spirit, a rare expression of awe and playfulness appeared in his youthful eyes, revealing a touch of innocence.

On the other side, the Harem spirit held the room key card and floated around with the ghost bride, searching for their room.

"This inn is so big. It's no different from the luxurious hotels in the Human Realm," Harem spirit sighed. "I just wonder if we would enter the wrong room and sleep in the room of a CEO like in a movie's plot." The ghost bride said, "You better be careful! | can already see you getting kicked in the head again later." Harem spirit sighed and glanced at the room key card, then shifted her gaze to the room itself.

"9999... There's no way | could have mistaken this room number and walked into the wrong room." Indeed, s were always just s! With disinterest, Harem spirit swiped the room key card, and a dim light appeared, followed by the sound of the door opening.

A handsome man wearing only a bathrobe was drying his wet hair, looking surprised at the open door.

"It's... It's you..." he exclaimed, taking two steps back in astonishment.

Harem spirit widened her eyes. "Oh my!" The young man had just finished showering, his face now even more radiant, with exceptionally smooth skin.

He had a prominent nose bridge, rosy lips, and misty eyes that resembled those of a lost deer.

Water droplets fell from the tips of his hair, dripping into the open bathrobe, sliding down his muscles, and disappearing into the hidden waistband.

Harem spirit felt her face heat up as if she was about to have a nosebleed.

Thanks to the author for this delightful surprise! Harem spirit pushed her hand, and the ghost bride flew out.

The ghost bride was in shock.

Harem spirit smirked and said, "Hey, it seems we have some fate! We meet again.” Jason's face turned completely red, and he nervously stepped back. "Don't come any closer." Harem spirit chuckled, looked at the room key card, then glanced at the room number. "What's going on? | didn't enter the wrong room. It must be you who entered the wrong room." She lowered her gaze slightly, concealing a hint of playfulness in her eyes, then raised her head with a mischievous expression.

"Tsk, did you follow me here?" Bang.

She pressed her arm against the wall, trapping him in her embrace.

"What's your name?" Harem spirit smiled.

He tightened his grip on his bathrobe and whispered, "I... I'm Jason Baker." She was taken aback. "Baker? Are you a baker?" Jason was speechless.