Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Lilly was livid and oddly so.

The vanity spirit that had been jerked around like a pinball nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.That was just a slip of the tongue. What’s the big deal?!

“Hey…”

“Boom!”

Lilly acted as if she were wrestling a sandbag. The vanity spirit was completely floored by how they were tossed and smacked like flatbread.

She simply had no opening to fight back and it was driving her up the wall.

The brat she had so vehemently looked down on was this powerful?

“Wait!” The vanity spirit yelped.

“No way!”

Do I look like an idiot?!

Why wait for someone who would launch a counterattack against me?

The vanity spirit was furious. “I’m using Cheryl’s body right now! Do you want to injure your little friend that badly?”

She was so afraid that she tried to use Cheryl as a shield, only for Lilly to shoot her down. “She’s not my friend.”

Who cares if she got hurt?

Better to die a dignifying death than one sucked dry by a ghost.

That rendered the spirit speechless. She gritted her teeth as she studied both Pablo and Lilly and ultimately decided that it would be better to make a run for it.

The red bracelet on Lilly’s wrist emitted a faint glow that helped pull the vanity spirit back.

The girl strained herself to continue pinballing the spirit.

As the host of the vanity spirit, Cheryl was also taken for a spin. If it weren’t for the fact that Lilly was grabbing onto the spirit’s foot instead of hers, she would’ve long been turned into a pile of mush.

In truth, she wasn’t faring much better. Her head had visibly swelled up from the impact.

Only a resounding bang could be heard at the last strike as smoke billowed around them.

Lilly successfully cast the spirit out of Cheryl!

Cheryl was out like a light.

Lilly could finally heave a sigh as she wiped the sweat off her brow. “Got you! What now, Master?”

I’m tired.

ghosts is such a tiring

an unreliable guy. This move was all he

Pablo and Josh who were on the sidelines were locked in

as he muttered,

crybaby. She’s a violent

seemed more like a thug that wore rings on every finger

so gifted when it came to spiritual power.

hell is

the likes of him, it would take considerable

do was beat them down into

contributed as part of it but it served more as a supportive

not be demonstrated on the living but it did

was as if she

set aside the shock and said, “Remember when I taught you how to

nodded. “I do. Your painting skills are terrible, Master but

He twitched in irritation.

remember”.

waved her hands and drew the pattern of the ghost recovery charm. A yellow rune manifested in the air, enveloping the vanity spirit and yanking

I refuse to go in there! No!” The

Why?! I tried so hard but I never

“Why?!”

about the

pulled the spirit into the jar of souls with all her

light from the charm was like a huge net that gradually shrank smaller

struggled, the more the

but to step on the

helplessly stroked his forehead at the

badly did the spirit offend you for you to step

her

weren’t collecting spirits just for the sake of collecting them. There were more questions

how malignant spirits die will benefit

“Hey sumo

at the girl

“That’s a rebound!”

spirit didn’t know how

did Pablo and

spirit became even more manic in her attempts to break

wasn’t going to divulge how she died at

snap of his fingers, he retrieved the spirit

angry screeching could be heard from within. “Let me

patted the jar. “Be a little quieter, Ms. Sumo Wrestler. You can stay

the instrument with

Ugly. My jar is filling

quickly asked, “Master, is

It’s a big spirit!