Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Lilly stood there in astonishment, dumbfounded by what she was witnessing.

Before her was a tall, slender man, at least fifteen or sixteen years older than her, who knelt and bowed his head, claiming to be her disciple. He even presented her with a graduation certificate from Taoism University.

Lilly pondered for a moment, her confusion evident as she asked, “Practitioner and university? What are the admission requirements?” Yash paused, not quite comprehending how this question had come up. Nevertheless, he replied, “Well, first, one must have good character and be in good health... Second, they must have been engaged in relevant education or monastic life for at least a year... Third, they should be proficient in reciting morning and evening scriptures... Fourth... Fifth... Sixth... Seventh... But most importantly, they need to possess the potential for wisdom.” Yash listed a total of seven criteria, leaving Lilly impressed by the level of detail.

Lilly further inquired, “Once you graduate, are there job opportunities?” Yash’s focus shifted, and he continued, “Yes, there are. After graduation, you directly enter the chapel for monastic life.” Lilly and Josh exchanged bewildered glances.

Blake immediately dismissed the idea of pursuing such a path, as he couldn't fathom leaving behind his precious little one.

Lilly asked another question, “Do you receive a salary?” Yash nodded, saying, “You receive room and board, along with subsidies.” “Wow, that's enlightening. It's been nice getting to know you! Thank you for sharing all this. Goodbye,” Lilly said.

Yash nodded in agreement, “Goodbye...” He turned to leave, carrying his belongings. As he reached the elevator, he suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing something was amiss. Wait, why did he say goodbye? He was supposed to become her disciple! How could he absentmindedly walk away like that? Yash’s heart skipped a beat as he quickly turned back, gazing at Lilly eagerly, “Master, please accept me!” Oh, he even knew how to act cute.

Lilly blinked her eyes and responded, “You do seem to have some potential. | couldn't even send you away with a departing talisman.” She regained her senses surprisingly quickly, leaving Lilly somewhat amazed.

She had initially thought he was an incapable fake practitioner, but it turned out he had some talent.

Yash stood there dumbfounded, realizing why he had unconsciously walked away earlier.

So there was a departing talisman after all? He hadn't seen Lilly draw any talismans! “Master, did you just draw a talisman?” Yash suddenly became excited. “A departing talisman? Are there other types of talismans like that? How do you draw them? Could you teach me...” He was just a step away from grabbing onto Lilly’s thigh.

Josh muttered, “Is there anything Lilly can’t draw... Quite surprising.” Yash’s eyes filled with fervor. If Lilly could draw any kind of talisman, did that mean she had reached the realm of an immortal god? Absolutely amazing! He wanted to learn! Lilly looked at Yash, who stared at her with puppy-like eyes, full of anticipation.

Gone was the stern scolding she had given earlier, warning him not to meddle in things he didn’t understand.

“Umm...” Lilly looked helplessly at Pablo.

Pablo couldn't help but chuckle silently. His initial image had been: Yash: Master, please accept me! Lilly: Sure, sure! Good disciple! Little did he expect that she would understand the importance of not casually accepting disciples.

Pablo coughed lightly and calmly stated, “Our sect doesn’t take disciples. Lilly is the last disciple, and we've closed our doors.” Yash instantly felt a pang of disappointment.

No disciples... They didn’t accept disciples! How could such greatness not be passed down to future generations? He was willing to devote himself to the Spicechique sect, to dedicate his life without getting married, without having children, and to do everything to carry forward the legacy of the Spicechique sect.

How could this incredible knowledge remain unknown to others? How could this be acceptable? Yash wanted to say something more, but at that moment, the door to Miah’s home opened.

“Sis!” Miah rushed out, throwing herself into Lilly's arms, her voice filled with joy.

Lilly was only slightly taller than Miah and quickly embraced her.

Miah anxiously asked, “Sis, if | start my journey now, can | catch up to Jannat?” She wanted to be with her.

If possible, she wanted to be best friends even in their next lives.

Miah had only lived for five years, and Jannat was her only friend. For countless nights, the two children encouraged each other and cried together in the special ward.

Lilly pondered for a moment and replied, “You should be able to. After descending, there's still a process to go through. You don’t reincarnate immediately.” Miah smiled happily, “Great! Then I'll go find her.” Miah's parents stood by the door, their hearts breaking.

Just moments ago, Miah had explained that she was doing well now. Although she was reluctant to leave her parents, she knew that staying with them as a ghost would only harm them.

Her parents would fall ill, and being sick was very painful. She didn’t want her parents to suffer.

So she had to pretend to be cheerful and leave early.

Turning around, Miah smiled, “Mom and Dad, I'm leaving!” Although she had already told them inside the house.

Seeing Miah’s demeanor now, her mother suddenly couldn’t accept it.

She broke free from Miah’s father and rushed over to tightly embrace Miah.

“Miah, Mommy will go with you, okay?” Her eyes were swollen from crying, and she didn’t even know how long she had been crying or how intense her tears were.

She didn’t want her precious baby to leave. As a mother, no matter where her daughter went, she would rather go with her.

Her Miah was so afraid of being alone, so afraid of the cold...

She had made a mistake, freezing her in the freezer for so long.

How could she leave her alone, letting her face everything by herself? She was still so young...

Lilly had thought Miah’s mother was only speaking out of deep despair.

Little did she expect that she would suddenly release Miah and, with a desperate and forced smile, say, “Miah, wait for Mommy, okay? Mommy... Mommy will come!” After speaking, she suddenly rushed towards the windowsill at the end of the corridor...