Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 1395 The Grand Gathering Of Atmospheric Fortunes

Lilly desperately reversed the looting of the blood-red pond water, collecting all the vivid crimson lights within.

Collect them all!

Her spiritual consciousness also grew stronger as it surpassed one hundred meters, two hundred meters, and five hundred meters...

This distance was sufficient for her to see ahead, let alone her spiritual consciousness being more powerful. If the previous consciousness could be compared to gauze, then the current one was like a steel plate!

Lilly felt extremely excited. If others fell into this abyss, they probably wouldn't even have time to cry, but she was now filled with joy.

She had always pondered on how to cultivate her spiritual consciousness quickly. She was hesitant to use the golden thunder liquid herself, but now? It was simply a gift from heaven.

Wherever her spiritual consciousness passed, Lilly saw the entire deep abyss and the world in a clearer manner.

'Master used to ask me to observe the various states of the world, but now it seems that what I see before is insignificant,' Lilly thought.

Under the gaze of the evil eye in front of her, she didn't know how many different life experiences had sunk. Each world was a life.

Her spiritual consciousness covered everything, and she felt as if she was floating in the sky above the three thousand worlds, seeing the world in its entirety-love, hate, greed, anger, ignorance, desire, and the pain of life.

There was happiness, joy, and delight, but almost every life would have its pain, which was the thorn that existed in everyone's heart.

In a daze, she even had the illusion that she was the Manifestation of God's will, and every life was under her gaze, which gradually led to her strange expression.

Her expression became numb, and her spiritual consciousness took over, growing wildly and savagely.

The spiritual consciousness became conscious and wanted to see the entire world under the deep abyss. At this moment, Lilly felt something strange. It was as if her own body no longer existed, leaving only her consciousness.

As her spiritual consciousness expanded, she increasingly felt omnipresent.

Is this how the Manifestation of God's will feels?

The Manifestation of God's will observed every person's life and surveyed every corner of the world. Even those insignificant lives were within her sight.

Lilly continued to look, and the strength of her spiritual consciousness allowed her to gradually see all the worlds covered by her spiritual consciousness at the same time.

At this moment, she didn't even realize that her spiritual consciousness had transformed into a vast and profound universe, which seemed endless...

She didn't know how much time had passed.

Lilly had finished observing the ebb and flow of life in the blood-red pond.

Many lives were starting to repeat, and Lilly suddenly felt unsatisfied as she watched.

Unconsciously, she extended her consciousness, like invisible tentacles, into the life of one of the ghosts, attempting to interfere with his life and change his trajectory...

As a result, the scene of that ghost's life began to distort, unable to withstand the interference of her consciousness, and was on the verge of collapsing!

At a critical moment, Lilly suddenly woke up.

She broke out in a cold sweat, feeling chilled to the bone as if she had plunged into the blood-colored pond.

"What am I doing?" Lilly exclaimed in horror.

She had just tried to interfere with someone else's life to make them follow the script she wanted.

She even wanted to unite other floating worlds and see a miserable child trying to connect his life to a happy family forcefully.

She wanted to bring together a lonely sister and another equally lonely brother...

In other words, she had just tried to manipulate the fate of others.

Lilly broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that this was no different from the current Manifestation of God's will, interference, and nurturing... Wait, the current Manifestation of God's will?

Lilly froze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time...

...

Outside the evil eye, by the shore.

Jean had been waiting for a long time, watching the blood-colored pond continuing to churn.

"Let's go," Blake said. "Don't wait any longer."

Jean looked reluctant. "Lilly has been down there for half a day. Are you sure it's okay?"

He replied, "We should go back and check on the old lady."

She sighed. "Alright..."

At that moment, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Wait, look at the pond. Has it changed? It's not as red as before."

Blake also stared intently at the pond; indeed, the pond had changed.

The once blood-red pond gradually faded and turned into a pale pink in no time.

Jean was dumbfounded. "What's going on? Is Lilly okay?"

Pink equated to cute, which meant Lilly. In other words, Lilly was absorbed by the pond, and that was why it turned pink.

Blake couldn't help but laugh and cry because her association was too far-fetched.

"It's very likely that Lilly absorbed these blood-red things." Blake pondered. "When I went down, I felt that something was filling the blood-colored pond, but I didn't understand it. However, if it's something remarkable, Lilly would try to collect it..."

Just like in Emperor Greenbow's cave, the land has to be scraped away.

In this lifetime, the fortunes of the five Great Emperors are all bestowed upon Lilly. She can discover things that others can't and take away things that others can't. These are all normal occurrences. After all, who among those who can cultivate to the level of the five Great Emperors has bad luck? They are all individuals with great fortunes.

Now, all these great fortunes are bestowed upon Lilly, so it is strange if she can't obtain opportunities.

"Let's go." Blake felt relieved as he embraced Jean and disappeared in a flash.

The Harem spirit and the ghost bride exchanged glances, and the ghost bride looked envious. "Boo-hoo. I also want a man to sweep me away with a swoosh."

The Harem spirit said, "I can call other Rulers of Hell to take you away. How about that?"

The ghost bride hesitated.

Pablo turned around, his flowing white robe, and said, "Let's depart; it's time to return home."

Reluctantly, the weakling spirit glanced at the evil eye and replied, "Alright."

Muttering to himself, the Crawford Ancestor expressed his concern. "I am still worried about Cloud. I will return to the Crawford family first and check on things." Without anyone noticing it, the small ghost beast gazed at the pond that was gradually fading and suddenly dove into it...