Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 1393 The Truth Of The Blood-red Pond

Lilly stood before the demons, gazing down at the rolling blood-red pond below.

Jean kept reminding her, "Be careful when you descend."

"If anything goes wrong, come back up immediately, alright?"

"Mom and Dad are waiting here for you... and then we'll all return to visit your grandma at Christmas."

Lilly shook her head. "Mom and Dad, you should go back first and check on Grandma."

The Diviner sometimes knew something but couldn't directly articulate it.

It was like those fortune-tellers, always hearing mysterious and cryptic things. Sometimes, they spoke clearly, yet it was not entirely clear. These are all due to the constraints placed on the fortune-teller.

So, Lilly couldn't directly say that her mother should go back and check on Cloud. Instead, she handed her a Bag of Holding.

"Mom, take these things back. You'll need them."

Jean silently took them, looked up, and had a teary-eyed expression. "Then, you should return home early. Mom will wait for you..."

Lilly found it a bit amusing and playfully pinched her mother's cheeks.

"Don't worry. I've grown up."

This statement, however, changed the expressions of everyone present, including the ghosts. They all fell silent.

Yes, she has grown up.

Pablo stood at the back, silently observing her.

Forget it; now go back and borrow the sacred tree from Esper and continue hanging... It should be fine.

The weakling spirit held Lilly's hand and placed a bracelet on her, speaking gently, "This is a safety charm made by your brother to bless our babe to be safe and sound." Lilly looked at the beautiful bracelet and said, "Thank you, Michael."

The harem spirit also approached and clipped a small hairpin onto her head, saying, "This is a lucky amethyst. Wherever Lilly goes, she will always be fortunate."

The ghost bride handed a spirit fruit to Lilly and eagerly said, "This is all I have. I snatched it from the small ghost beast's hand just for you."

The small ghost beast squeaked.

The unlucky ghost... The unlucky ghost also wanted to give Lilly something, but everyone kicked him away together before he could speak. Blake took off his ring and gave it to her, saying, "Take these. They might come in handy."

Lilly shook her head. "No need, Dad. I have everything in your palace."

Jean ignored it and found a rope to string a ring, placing it around Lilly's neck, while chattering, "More is always better."

Crawford Ancestor leisurely sipped tea, appearing the least worried despite having poured countless cups of tea.

Lilly waved her hand. "Alright, I'm not disappearing forever. You guys go home and wait for me."

Just as she was about to jump down, Pablo suddenly shouted, "Lilly!"

Lilly turned around in confusion.

Pablo's lips moved, finally revealing a gentle smile. "Remember, don't push yourself too hard."

He reached out and held her hand in his palm.

The first time he put on the red bracelet for her, her hand was still small enough to fit in his palm. Now, her fingertips had become slender and smooth, and time passed so quickly... A hint of negative aura quietly passed by, surrounding Lilly's wrist.

Only then did Pablo let go of her hand and wave at her. "Go."

Lilly pretended not to notice and smiled. "Okay, thank you, Master."

After saying that, she didn't look back again and jumped down.

The blood-red pond churned, resembling both hell and human blood-red pupils, terrifying.

As soon as Lilly touched the blood-red pond, she immediately felt the sensation of being pulled by countless hands.

These hands couldn't be seen, but it felt like falling into a ghost cave, with invisible hands constantly grabbing her...

Her father was right; not only did she feel someone grabbing her, but she also felt something piercing into her mind, making her head heavy.

Lilly felt a bit strange. What kind of attack is this that can assault my mind?

Unlike Blake, Lilly had consciousness.

She quickly realized that those things weren't attacking her brain but rather her consciousness.

This was astonishing.

Lilly immediately extended her consciousness, wanting to see what these things were and to understand what lay within the eye of the demons.

As a result, she witnessed a scene that shocked her. These blood-red ponds contained floating worlds...

That was the lives of different individuals.

Lilly had a suspicion in her heart and consciously searched for it before she found a familiar scene.

In the scene, there were piles of garbage, flash floods, and heads buried in toilets...

These were the memories of a Sterquil.

Lilly's consciousness immediately focused on this memory. Sterquil's life passed like a shooting star, with frames of images passing by quickly, until he died, cultivated, and was thrown down to the evil eye by Crawford Ancestor...

Everything came to a sudden halt, and the scenes he had witnessed since the day he was born began to replay frame by frame...

Lilly now understood. Indeed, these blood-red ponds were the lives of every ghost/human who fell into them, and each person's life memories formed a "movie" that represented a world.

The eyes of the demons gathered all these worlds together, refining them into wisps of red mist, which then transformed into ponds... thus creating these blood-red ponds.

Humans died and became ghosts, and ghosts died before they became legends.

So, her dad's description needed to be more accurate; it wasn't a ghost cave but a cave of legends...

After comprehending this layer, somehow, Lilly suddenly felt a chill run down her spine...