Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

The broadsword never expected to be slapped in the face and called trash one day.

What's more, the person who did it was a seemingly delicate little girl.

From the moment it was forged, to being sealed, to being offered at the Ancestral Temple, and finally sinking into the underworld...

Throughout these long years, it had killed countless people and drank their blood. It had never endured such humiliation.

She even referred to it as trash.

However, it didn't understand what was happening. Normally, it was free and unrestrained, yet it was now tightly held in the hands of a little girl.

Lilly could sense the anger and struggle of the broadsword in her hand. She coldly added, "If you don't behave, I'll tie a pink bow on you." The broadsword was speechless. It struggled fiercely.

Meanwhile, Godzilla charged forward.

Lilly vaguely felt that the broadsword in her hand could defeat Godzilla, but only if she could first subdue the broadsword.

Relying on her powerful spirit consciousness, like the vast expanse of stars, she narrowly avoided the attacks of the enormous ghost beast. However, it continued to relentlessly pursue her.

This deep pond was the territory of the enormous ghost beast, where she had no control.

The broadsword in her hand could break free at any moment. Her first thought was to find a rope and tie her hand to the broadsword.

The rope had to be strong.

She first used the red net rope she tore off from the containment spirit net, but it was useless. As soon as it touched the broadsword, its sharpness reduced it to nothingness.

She had to keep searching, but she had already used all the ropes available in her ring. It was still not enough.

She furrowed her brow as her mind raced. It seemed that any rope or object with supernatural properties couldn't withstand the strength of the broadsword, indicating its true power.

What would happen if she used a rope with ordinary properties? Lilly rummaged through her ring and quickly retrieved a pink hairband. It was the hairband she had when she was a child, bought for her by her grandmother.

Since this hairband looked good only when tied into a large and intricate bow, it was quite long. Only her grandmother knew how to tie it. After she arrived in the underworld, it had been idle in her ring.

She swiftly wrapped the pink hairband around in circles, tightly securing her hand holding the hilt of the broadsword. Then, she bound her hand and the broadsword together.

Although it wasn't long enough to tie into a bow, it had two small loops that resembled a little bow.

The broadsword was furious as she actually tied a pink bow.

It couldn't tolerate it.

However, no matter how enraged it became, it couldn't break free from this bow.

Lilly sneered as she said, "Do you know what this is called? If metaphysics doesn't work, we'll use science; if science doesn't work, we use physics.” The way the rope was tied was taught by Blake, and it was even more secure than a knot.

"Do your job properly. Otherwise, I'll tie pink bows all over your head and find a pink princess tin box to put you in, with the outside covered in pink bows." The broadsword shook with anger.

With nowhere to vent its frustration, the enormous ghost beast charging toward it became its target.

It would let her die if she wanted to tie it.

The broadsword suddenly charged toward the enormous ghost beast, delivering a powerful strike.

Lilly was forcefully pulled by the broadsword, uncontrollably lunging forward.

Usually, a person wields the broadsword, but now the broadsword was wielding her.

Could it really work? She, Lilly Crawford of the Crawford family, Ruler of Hell, would never surrender.

If it dared to throw her, it would regret it.

She quickly turned the situation around, tightly gripping the broadsword.

Boom! The broadsword exploded with a dazzling light, striking the head of the enormous ghost beast and leaving a deep wound.

The small ghost beast widened its eyes in astonishment. It knew how powerful the enormous ghost beast was, yet the broadsword managed to wound its head. It was an unprecedented feat.

"Squeak!" The small ghost beast was about to cheer. However, Lilly was stepping on the face of the enormous ghost beast.

Caught off guard, it met the enormous pupils of the ghost beast.

The small ghost beasts body went limp. Trembling, it quickly retreated and hid back inside Lilly's clothes.

Lilly looked at the broadsword in her hand with delight. She didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"Wow! How impressive!" she praised without reservation. "Truly a formidable broadsword!" The broadsword flashed a hint of pride as it affirmed her words.

Nevertheless, it felt that it shouldn't be proud just because of her compliment.

The angry broadsword became even angrier, but Lilly had already begun to master the technique of suppressing it.

The power within her continuously gathered from the elixir field to her hands. The pale purple spirit energy immediately wrapped around the blade, giving the broadsword an ethereal and majestic aura.

The broadsword, now a spiritual weapon, was stunned at the sight.

The might of an emperor...

This seemingly fragile young girl actually possessed the pressure of a Great Emperor.

In its momentary daze, Lilly had already made her move.

This was her first attempt at using a weapon other than the pen of justice to unleash the power of Primordial Creation.

"Break!" Her gaze was sharp as she leaped into the air, instantly appearing behind the enormous ghost beast. The broadsword shattered the pitch-black pond, as if tearing through the eternal darkness, creating a dazzling golden light.

Boom! With the unstoppable force of Primordial Creation, she cleaved through the spikes on the back of the enormous ghost beast and broke through its sturdy flesh, causing blood to splatter.

The enormous ghost beast suffered a heavy blow. Its roar shook the entire pond.