Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 810

All the spirits rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

"What's going on?" exclaimed Harem Spirit as she immediately noticed the situation on the tree. "Did Master Belmont explode?"

Indeed, the original soul lamp had exploded, leaving only a dazzling and magnificent ceremonial ball swaying gently in the wind on the tree.

The light was too bright, and the ghosts couldn't see clearly inside.

"What's going on..." puzzled the unlucky ghost. "Did Master Belmont really come back to life?"

"Oh my goodness," exclaimed the ghost bride, "Master Belmont has turned into a ceremonial ball. Will I still be able to see him as a human?"

"This is... a botched transformation?" wondered the harem spirit.

The weakling spirit said, "Stop making things up, Master Belmont should have been saved."

The ghosts stared at the ceremonial ball hanging from the tree.

As Master Belmont was spirited away, his spirits were shattered into tiny specks of light about to dissipate.

They searched for a soul flower to sustain him and found amphibious soil, finally condensing his spirit back together.

The harem spirit looked at a spot of mud on the ceremonial ball, feeling like they were molding clay figures.

Not only did they make clay figurines, but they also took turns taking care of them. This was some mysterious way of raising Master Belmont, dealing with his feces and urine.

"We should inform Lilly!" the weakling spirit shouted as he hurried out of the jar of souls.

Lilly rarely closed the jar of souls now, believing the spirits inside wouldn't escape. The newly captured ghosts, as well as Michael and others, are able to keep an eye on them.

Therefore, the weakling spirit, harem spirit, unlucky ghost, and others from the early days came and went freely.

"Lilly..." the weakling spirit whispered as it briefly possessed her, softly calling out.

Lilly slept soundly, turning over with a small rabbit in her arms, pouting her lips.

Weakling Spirit gazed at her with affection, unwilling to wake her up. After pondering for a moment, he decided to call out to Lilly when the morning dawned.

Inside the jar of souls.

Pablo's ceremonial ball shimmered with a faint light, resembling a silkworm cocoon. Still, it was impossible to see what was happening inside.

The next day.

Lilly had slept until past eleven o'clock, and Bettany had already prepared lunch. Lilly seemed groggy as she awakened.

"Lilly, are you up? Are you hungry?" Bettany sat by the bedside and gently touched her forehead with kindness.

Lilly hugged Bettany's hand and rubbed her face against it. Her voice was soft and playful. "Granny~"

As the restless sleepyhead woke up, her cheeks were rosy, and she had a hint of drowsiness in her bright, clear eyes.

She resembles a cute, fluffy kitten.

"Granny is here!" Bettany rubbed her face with her thumb. "Are you ready to have something to eat?"

"After sleeping for so long and skipping breakfast, my stomach was starting to growl," Lily said. She didn't lazily stay in bed or wake up in a bad mood. With a quick motion, she climbed out and obediently said, "Okay."

She hurried to brush her teeth and wash her face.

While brushing her teeth in front of the mirror, she glanced at the jar of souls using her telepathy and suddenly froze.

"Huh, Master has turned into a ball?"