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…

like Ironman… Wait, no. Lilly is a girl. She’s like Iron Man’s

Lilly!” Josh couldn’t help but cheer

shrieked. ‘Let

“No way!”

curse you to die a horrible

“Back at you!”

even more. “It doesn’t work

at you! Back at

seemed to shut the spirit

Pablo and Josh fell

spirit spat out a

poured into the jar of souls with the spirit growing increasingly weaker before finally returning to her

was skinny with her eyes sunken in. “It’s not

I

world that’s

been so full of hope when she first set foot into Shercaster City for work

this way if

blame. I’m not to

born poor when there are so many rich people

of the rich and now she would never experience a life of luxury

Everything is their fault…

aura and absorbed into the jar with a resounding

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

extreme vanity mirrored her inferiority

“Hey, Master? It feels like there’s water in the jar

feel empty but now there was a feeling

It is a jar of souls. It

possible to

Could it be…

his eyes. “Where’s your croaking parrot,

not shut up back at the grove but

found the parrot standing under a lychee tree sleeping with

What are

usually liked to rest against the iron bars and raise

start and tilted its head as it

drifted toward the bird. “Why

its head, flapped its wings,

name is Kiki!

spin as if it were a

parrot that had lost

Pablo was rendered speechless.

its wings and shrieked, “It