Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Creating a malignant spirit required them to be trapped in their place of death and experience an uninterrupted repetition of their demise over a decade.

The female spirit had grown resentful after having been put through the wringer.

“I died a horrible death… A horrible death!”

Following her rampage, she shrouded the room with her fury.

“It’s all your fault! Why are you getting in my way?!” The vanity spirit shrieked and pounced on Lilly.

This brat was also a child of an affluent family.

Rich, pampered girls were no good!

They were all pretentious phonies!

The spirit did not hide the malice on her face as she rushed up at the girl.

Pablo was just about to strike when a green beam of light flashed passed. Something seemed to be protecting Lilly!

Josh also yelped and backed up!

Poor Josh assumed he’d be safe if he stuck close to Lilly, only to be greeted by a creepy female spirit bleeding from her orifices bounding toward them the moment he looked up.

He nearly ascended from fright.

He wanted to make a break for it but his legs seemed to fail him.

Lilly stood in front of him and threw a punch!

Her little fist threw the massive spirit into the air.

It was a sight to behold. Josh could barely believe his eyes.

Lilly’s cheeks were puffed up with anger. She didn’t know where the anger stemmed from. All she knew was that she was angry.

Ms. Sumo Wrestler was a terrible person!

Her friend treated her so well but she antagonized and killed her.

I’m going to beat her up into a pulp!

That was how Josh ended up witnessing his lovely younger sister mounted atop the female spirit whilst beating her up.

Every hit caused the spirit’s vanity aura to be swallowed up by the jar…

Lilly was no longer the eyesore he saw her as…

no. Lilly is a girl. She’s like Iron

Josh couldn’t help but cheer her

shrieked.

“No way!”

“I curse you to die a horrible death!

“Back at you!”

spirit even more. “It doesn’t work like

at you!

seemed to shut the spirit

and Josh

spat out a mouthful of

jar of souls with the spirit growing increasingly weaker before

her eyes sunken in.

did I

world that’s

she first set foot into Shercaster City for work but everyone

have turned out this

blame. I’m

I born poor when there are so many rich people

world of the rich and now she would never experience a

Everything is their fault…

vanity aura and absorbed into

head. “Women are becoming more and more confusing by the

mirrored

“Hey, Master? It feels

used to feel empty but now there was a feeling she

yawned. “Yeah. It is a jar of souls. It works

possible

Could it be…

narrowed his eyes. “Where’s

would not shut up back at the grove but now it was

turned to look around and found the parrot standing under a lychee tree sleeping with one leg curled up and his head in the

What are you doing

to rest against the iron bars and raise hell from

awoke with a start and tilted

drifted toward the bird. “Why aren’t you

flapped its

Kiki! Kikikikiki.

as if it were a hip-hop

parrot that had lost its

Pablo was rendered speechless.

green parrot fluttered its wings