Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly's spiritual consciousness clung to the small ghost beast, but her body was still not fully recovered.

She still had a vacant expression, and her eyes lacked life, which caused the small ghost beast to panic.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice. "Be quiet..." The small ghost beast froze for a moment.

It's the voice of the young master. Is she awake? Squeak! The small ghost beast happily squirmed.

Lilly's eyes flickered as her consciousness finally returned. In an instant, the surrounding sounds also entered her ears. She heard the squeaking sound of the small ghost beast.

"Squeak. Why did you come?" She raised her hand and brought the small ghost beast over, holding it in her arms.

She gently stroked its fur. Even though the small ghost beast was a "ghost" in the pond, its fur still floated with the water.

Lilly grabbed its head, causing its two eyes to peek out from its fur.

"Squeak! Squeak!" The small ghost beast gestured.

Unfortunately, only a short little paw could be seen as its fur floated.

"Thank you." Lilly felt as if she had just woken up from a dream. She almost couldn't wake up, but the small ghost beast bumped into her and woke her up.

Perhaps without it, she would eventually have been able to break free. However, it might have taken a very long time. She would definitely miss going home for Christmas, and her grandmother would worry.

"But why did you bump into my butt?" She found it amusing.

The small ghost beast gestured. "Squeak!" Although she didn't know exactly what it was saying, she could roughly understand.

It meant that it originally wanted to bump into her waist but was afraid of hurting her.

Bumping into her hands or feet would cause them to float in the water, which wouldn't be very effective.

Meanwhile, bumping into her head was not an option. What if it accidentally injured her head? Therefore, it had no choice but to bump into her butt.

Lilly pondered for a moment and said affirmatively, "You're right." The small ghost beast instantly became happy. It rubbed its head against her hand, actively seeking a pat.

After patting it a few times, Lilly placed it on her shoulder.

"We have to continue." She didn't expect to be delayed here for so long. This "nightmare" was truly terrifying.

However, it was just like a dream. Things that were difficult and incomprehensible in dreams often turned out to be insignificant problems upon waking up.

There was no absolute good or evil. As long as one acted according to their own conscience and did not violate commonly accepted morals and boundaries, there was no need to worry about what others did.

As for whether she was the Manifestation of God's will, should she suppress someone like her who wanted to break through the sky? If she had considered the other party as an evil person in advance, there would be this dilemma. However, what if the other party was not? Would she interfere with others? She believed that she would not interfere with others’ lives, at least not in this lifetime.

She believed that even if she hadn't done everything perfectly, she had done what she should and refrained from doing what she shouldn't.

As for the future, that was a matter for the future to decide. She shouldn't dwell on it now.

Upon waking up, she instantly understood the question that was unclear in her dream. She also realized she had just been trapped by the evil eye, intentionally misled.

That's what the evil eye meant—she almost became a part of the demons.

Even if she were to truly transform into a drop of water in the pond, she didn't know how long it would take for her to wake up.

Even if her father came looking for her, he probably wouldn't be able to find her.

She shook her head, casting aside these thoughts. With the small ghost beast, she headed toward the depths of the pond.

"Why did this pond change color?" she exclaimed.

"Squeak!" The small ghost beast pointed to its own mouth and then at her.

Lilly was surprised. "Did | eat it all?" Only then did she realize that something was wrong. The red glow in the blood-colored pond had completely disappeared, transferring entirely into her spiritual consciousness, turning it into a sea of stars.

"Wow! I'm really amazing!" she boasted.

The small ghost beast replied with a squeak, affirming her words.

"Keep it low-key!" Lilly said.

She still felt a little heartache. Originally, she wanted to collect them and bring some back.

She could give some to Ivan, who had also cultivated his spiritual consciousness. These things would be useful to him.

Besides, she could also give some to her father. She could find a way to help him cultivate his spiritual consciousness too.

Before he could see ghosts, he was already able to directly catch them, which showed that his spiritual power was not weak.

"It's a pity that | ate them all myself. What a waste! I'm so extravagant.” The small ghost beast looked at her shining eyes. A waste? This is not a waste at all. Once you eat it, it's yours. How can there be any waste? Although the blood-red pond changed color and became transparent, Lilly could still distinguish the layers of the pond at the bottom.

Below was a pitch-black pond where nothing could be seen. She held onto the small ghost beast and whispered, "Hold on tight." The small ghost beast immediately grabbed onto her. With its two front paws and two hind paws, it tightly gripped onto her clothes.

Its fur stood on end as if it had been instantly suppressed upon arriving here. It trembled as it was unable to get up while lying on top of Lilly.

Lilly sensed its unease and asked, "What's wrong?" The small ghost beast squeaked in fear. "Squeak..." There was a huge ghost beast here, and it was a hundred times more powerful.

It couldn't resist at all, overwhelmed by instinctive fear.