Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly and Ivan arrived at the water area they had spotted from a distance.

This place resembled an ocean, with waves continuously crashing.

Lilly was about to dive in to catch some turtles, continuing to test how long she could sustain a fight with the little spiritual force she had within her.

Suddenly, she noticed a demon beast with a turtle shell, a bird's head, and a snake's tail crawling on the beach.

Lilly stared at it and asked Ivan, "Could this be the Black Tortoise?" Ivan took a look and replied, "I don't think so. The ancient mythical creature, the Black Tortoise, has long disappeared into the river of time. At least in the Nether, there are no real mythical creatures.” Not to mention ancient mythical creatures.

However, Lilly discerned another meaning. "No mythical creatures. So, there are spiritual beasts?" Ghost beasts, demon beasts, spiritual beasts, and mythical creatures—that's how they were classified.

In Lilly's mind, they were classified as inedible, tasty, tasty with spiritual force, and tasty but needed to be eaten with caution.

Ivan nodded. "Yes, but spiritual beasts are beyond the scope of demon beasts. They are not marked on the map of the Nether." The beast in front of them is not a Black Tortoise. It probably belongs to the same lineage as the Black Tortoise, similar to the Black Dragon.

It should be a Spiral Turtle.

Although it is no longer a mythical creature, it should be a spiritual beast...

Lilly's eyes seemed to emit a red light that read, "Hunt, awakening moment." "So, its meat must taste better than other beasts, and it also has spiritual force.” Spiritual force.

Why didn't | think of this before? | can't cultivate by eating demon beasts anymore.

What about eating spiritual beasts? Lilly swallowed her saliva. "What a delicacy. It would be best to steam it." Ivan thought for a moment. "It's so big. We could steam half and braise the other half." Lilly and Ivan stood on the beach, discussing how to cook the Spiral Turtle.

However, they noticed that the Spiral Turtle was running faster and faster.

Lilly shouted, "Don’t run. Come to my pot!" The beast couldn't bear it anymore.

It finally exploded. "I've grown into such an inedible form. And you still want to eat me? Are you even human?" Lilly was shocked. "You can talk." Her eyes were filled with regret and disappointment.

The Black Tortoise was speechless. What kind of look is that? "Please, can you show some respect for the descendants of the mythical creature?" The beast was somewhat exhausted.

It had heard from far away that a cruel cub who ate demon beasts had appeared nearby.

To these large-bodied demon beasts, Lilly was indeed a cub.

It didn't expect that, in the blink of an eye, this cub would come to eat it.

The Spiral Turtle didn't want to fight with Lilly and Ivan. It had heard that these two had killed the Gracehorn beast.

Although | am stronger than the Gracehorn beast, but...

| don't want to fight, either.

Lilly said regretfully, "Don't worry. We won't eat you." The Spiral Turtle was confused.

Is she so easy to talk to? It looked at Lilly suspiciously. Lilly asked, "Are you and Gracehorn beast both spiritual beasts? Why can't it not talk, but you can?" The Spiral Turtle felt something strange about her question.

It said, "Gracehorn beast has the bloodline of an ancient exotic beast, but it is still not a spiritual beast.” The world of demon beasts and spiritual beasts is not that simple. Having the bloodline of an ancient exotic beast is different from being an ancient exotic beast.

Ancient and exotic creatures are undoubtedly more powerful, but simply possessing the bloodline of such a creature cannot compare to a spiritual beast like itself.

Lilly understood this and felt even more regretful.

This was the first time she had encountered an absolute spiritual beast.

Why is it able to speak? It's a shame | can't devour it.

"Do you know where | can find other spiritual beasts?" Lilly swallowed her saliva. "I want to compare myself with them, just to see who is stronger." The Spiral Turtle remained silent.

Do you expect me to believe you? Compare until we end up steamed or braised in a pot? In an instant, the Spiral Turtle slipped away even faster.

Lilly muttered to herself, "So, the Black Dragon is also a spiritual beast?" When she first arrived in the Nether, she couldn't distinguish between them. Now, she finally understood.

Ivan nodded. "Indeed, it is a spiritual beast.” Lilly thought to herself.

No wonder it can speak.

Do all spiritual beasts possess the ability to talk? Please, leave at least one kind for me to devour.

The Spiral Turtle misunderstood, thinking that she actually wanted to eat the Black Dragon. It promptly jumped into the water, swimming away quickly and disappearing.

Ivan said gently, "We've been out for a long time; let's go back and have something to eat.” Lilly nodded.

They returned to the cave directly through a space known as The Order.

As soon as they left, the descendants of the witch clan arrived.

The descendants appeared sorrowful. "Elder, do we really have to kill them? That little girl seems fierce." The ancestor remained silent.

"Let's find them first." If possible, | don't want to encounter them under any circumstances.

| hope they leave the Nether quickly.

Soon, darkness fell.

With the Clan.

The guardian sat at the head of the table, his face concealed by a cloth shroud.

An elder below hesitated for a long time before mustering the courage to speak. "We are merely the guardians of the Black Tortoise. The Nether is not under our protection. Shouldn't we avoid trouble?" "Yes, those two are formidable. The Elder said they left immediately upon seeing us." It is evident that they do not wish to cause trouble, and neither does our clan. Why insist on killing them? At the head of the table, the guardian's voice was icy. "Since the Nether is inhabited solely by our tribe, this lone human..." "We have a responsibility to protect the Nether." "The Emperor Greenbow, who guards the Nether, has been absent for thousands of years. We must take up this responsibility.” No being from the Nether, whether human or beast, can step outside of it. Similarly, no being from outside the Nether, whether human or ghostly beast, can step into it.

Those who trespass will be mercilessly killed. This is an ancient rule.

In the absence of Emperor Greenbow, it is only natural for our tribe to protect the Nether.

Having journeyed throughout the Nether for a hundred years, he has uncovered some unknown truths—Emperor Greenbow may have perished.

Therefore, as the guardian of the Black Tortoise, he now holds the highest authority in the Nether.

He should not merely remain the guardian of the Black Tortoise.

He should ascend as the new Emperor Greenbow—the Nether should be under his dominion.

Not only that, but he must obtain the perfect Order from that girl. He had a vague intuition that this was connected to his potential ascension as the new Emperor Greenbow.