Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 345 Blake Is Making Progress

The ghost that Blake shot into the air and sent flying was innocent. It had no desire to cause harm to

anyone.

No one had visited Bedlam Asylum for a long time. These ghosts were curious, and they would follow a person who entered the area. He did not expect that man to let out a punch and send him flying.

The ghost got to its feet and nervously felt the amulet that had been turned over on its forehead. He muttered as he drew nearer to Blake. “This man can’t see us, right?”

The friend he had bumped into replied, “He definitely can’t see us. Look at his eyes.”

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The ghost felt immediately relieved. There was a mischievous glint in its eye. He abruptly jumped in front of Blake to scare him, saying, “Hey! Can you see me?”

Surprisingly, Blake’s punch landed on him squarely.

The ghost was launched once more into the air. This time he suffered the same consequence as that young, resentful spirit, where he was embedded into the wall. His friends hurriedly went up there to peel it off the wall.

The ghost cried out, “It’s a fake. This amulet has to be a fake!”

I turned the amulet around, but it didn’t work! I had given that little girl 2.5 dollars that I had found in the hospital. I paid her a deposit because she was polite and honest. I even planned to pay the balance in a dream to my family tonight, but I was duped! Immoral merchant!

Another ghost was shocked. He said, “That man can’t see us, but he hits you precisely. He is from planet U8686. This man has extraordinary spiritual power.”

“That’s not it!” said an elderly ghost who had transformed his hospital gown into a flowing

‘cultivator’ outfit.

He rebuked, “He has exceptional talent and gifts in martial arts, as I can tell from my observations. He must have attained the transcendent realm of cultivation. Nice to meet you, senior. After fifty years of diligent cultivation, I still haven’t succeeded in forming the golden substance. Please provide some direction for your junior.”

With a loud thud, the ghost kneeled before Blake and started to kowtow.

Blake was unaware that a ghost was kowtowing to him and that the ghost was mentally ill. Even if he knew, he would not be able to instruct that ghost in creating the golden substance.

the fire. Even after they turned into ghosts, they continued to suffer from the mental disorder. Blake was surrounded by a bunch of

yelled as she did when she was

scattered into the surrounding area, but they continued floating nearby.

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eyes widened in shock when she saw Blake.

luck in love! That little girl

and floated over shyly. She said embarrassingly. “Hi,

Blake ruthlessly punched her.

Nurse became the third ghost pinned

eyes lit up. He said, “See, I already told you. This man must come from Planet U8686! His psychic power is so strong that he doesn’t need his vision to sense our existence! If you don’t believe me, just

forward. As expected, he was sent flying by Blake’s punch

the wall. The

the same time, these ghosts admired Blake’s skill.

the wall. This man has an impressive sticking technique. It’s so amazing;

no, he pinned the ghosts so firmly on the wall, he

this scene is so artistic; I bet

the wall; I want to

with a whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, all three of them became attiched to the wall.

be a chef, fashion designer, or

lot of ghosts around him just now, but for some reason, they all seemed to have retreated into the shadows and moved

aura came toward him After he punched that last one away, there were more that approached him, one after another.

become more and more skilled. Fighting was

that is uncertain is whether or not I “kill” them.” Blake muttered to himself, “It’s not enough to blast

acute. Maybe there were more ghosts behind him that he was unaware of, but figuring out all of

think of a way to kill them with a single

neck and made a crackling sound. Then, one by one, he slowly unbuttoned his tightly fastened black shirt.

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Ms. Nurse that were stuck on the wall lit up

a stack of talismans covering Blake’s chest. He appeared to have made a suit for himself out

Spirit was

a