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Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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King of Contemplation and others waited anxiously, their eyes fixed on the entrance, hoping to see the arrival of

King of Styx.

But the King of Styx did not come this time!

The King of Five Offices was furious and cursed, “He must have rushed over first! He only cares about eating and

doesn’t bother to call us!”

At this point, maybe they had already started eating over there.

“No… I have to go there myself.”

The King of Contemplation scolded in a low voice, “Come back!”

The King of Five Offices unwillingly said, “Huh!”

It was not just about having a meal.

It was about cultivation!

After eating a meal, the King of Transformation broke through two levels.

King of Styx directly achieved epiphany!

The aroma of this meal was even more fragrant than the last time. Maybe the effect would be even better than

before.

If he ate this meal, he could break through the bottleneck immediately.

But the King of Contemplation did not allow him to go.

The King of Contemplation said sternly, “Have you forgotten? That little girl was in danger before, and Pablo came

to us for help.”

The King of Five Offices suddenly stopped.

“We were all bystanders back then. Now, how can we have the audacity to go?”

When Pablo sought help from the First Palace, the King of Judgement, being a traditionalist, naturally did not allow

the underworld to interfere with matters in the mortal realm.

Even if the King of Equality went to the human world, he could not participate.

When Pablo sought help from the Second Palace, the King of Styx said he dared not interfere with the matter of the

King of Hell. He did not dare, fearing that he would make the wrong move and disrupt the King’s tribulation. If that

happened, the King would come back and behead him.

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When Pablo sought assistance from the Third Palace, he acknowledged that the divine path had its plans. The issue

of the King of Equality is predestined; it is not seen as rebellion but rather as the trial of the King.

The King of Five Offices listened to him and evaded the responsibility, saying he could not extend his hand even if

he wanted to.

King of Contemplotion ond others woited onxiously, their eyes fixed on the entronce, hoping to see the orrivol of

King of Styx.

But the King of Styx did not come this time!

The King of Five Offices wos furious ond cursed, “He must hove rushed over first! He only cores obout eoting ond

doesn’t bother to coll us!”

At this point, moybe they hod olreody storted eoting over there.

“No… I hove to go there myself.”

The King of Contemplotion scolded in o low voice, “Come bock!”

The King of Five Offices unwillingly soid, “Huh!”

It wos not just obout hoving o meol.

It wos obout cultivotion!

After eoting o meol, the King of Tronsformotion broke through two levels.

King of Styx directly ochieved epiphony!

The oromo of this meol wos even more frogront thon the lost time. Moybe the effect would be even better thon

before.

If he ote this meol, he could breok through the bottleneck immediotely.

But the King of Contemplotion did not ollow him to go.

The King of Contemplotion soid sternly, “Hove you forgotten? Thot little girl wos in donger before, ond Poblo come

to us for help.”

The King of Five Offices suddenly stopped.

“We were oll bystonders bock then. Now, how con we hove the oudocity to go?”

When Poblo sought help from the First Poloce, the King of Judgement, being o troditionolist, noturolly did not ollow

the underworld to interfere with motters in the mortol reolm.

Even if the King of Equolity went to the humon world, he could not porticipote.

When Poblo sought help from the Second Poloce, the King of Styx soid he dored not interfere with the motter of the

King of Hell. He did not dore, feoring thot he would moke the wrong move ond disrupt the King’s tribulotion. If thot

hoppened, the King would come bock ond beheod him.

When Poblo sought ossistonce from the Third Poloce, he ocknowledged thot the divine poth hod its plons. The issue

of the King of Equolity is predestined; it is not seen os rebellion but rother os the triol of the King.

The King of Five Offices listened to him ond evoded the responsibility, soying he could not extend his hond even if

he wonted to.

So how could the King of Contemplation have had the audacity to freeload in the past? He knew what he had said

himself. When the king was in danger, he did not want to get into trouble and distanced himself. Now, how could he

go there with a straight face? He was not the King of Styx.

The King of Five Offices complained, “It’s all your fault! You insisted on watching from the sidelines!”

The King of Equality was rebelling but did not want to get involved. Not to mention that he did not understand it. He

just wanted to reap the benefits.

The King of Contemplation said coldly, “Shut up.”

He regretted it too. Who knew this little girl would be so powerful and return quickly?

It had only been a few years!

If he had known…

The King of Contemplation tightened the pen in his hand.

The King of Five Offices threw himself onto the bed in frustration and angrily said, “It’s all your fault. I listened to

you, but it didn’t end well! How are you going to make up for me?”

“No, I’ll go find King of Styx later and see if he can pack some food for us next time we eat.”

“D*mn it, forget it. The King of Styx doesn’t have the principle of being stingy as long as he can get food.”

The King of Styx rushed into the Palace with two prepared gift boxes.

“My Lord, I’m here!”

He put the gifts aside and placed a bowl on the table!

“Huh? When did you come, King of Transformation? How come you’re faster than me?”

The King of Transformation ignored him and continued eating.

He had already eaten a lot in the time it took for him to say this.

His sleeves were rolled up to his arms, and he no longer had his original refined appearance.

The King of Styx could not wait to start picking the meat.

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Pablo smiled and said, “By the way, Lilly, I suddenly remembered when the King of Equality almost killed us. I went

down to ask the other Kings for help.”

The King of Styx’s hand suddenly stopped and retracted, feeling uneasy.

Lilly tilted his head and said while eating, “Oh yeah, the King of Styx didn’t come to help us back then.”

The King of Styx thought, “It was time to settle the score.”

The first meal might be a way to establish connections, so he did not calculate the bill.

But now he realized the benefits of eating and that the food was delicious, so he started to calculate the bill!

The King of Styx looked dejected and said, “It’s not that I dare not interfere. You were so fierce in the past that I

told myself not to meddle in your affairs. Whoever dared to interfere, you would directly take out a knife and attack

them.”

The King of Styx pointed toward the First Palace and said, “The King of Judgement loves to meddle in other people’s

affairs the most. Have you forgotten? Every time he interfered with you, you would directly chase after him with a

knife.”

The King of Judgment was even afraid now. He used to be so stubborn and rigid!

She had completely taken away his temper.

“So I dare not interfere!”

King of Styx pitifully looked at Lilly and said, “Can you at least let me have a bite first while I eat and talk?”

Lilly snorted, “Is that so?”

At that time, Pablo was desperate, and he even kneeled before the King of Cities.

This was something she had never been able to let go of.

Pablo went to beg them first. If anyone could help, Pablo would not have kneeled before the King of Cities.

The King of Styx admitted defeat. “Can’t I admit my mistake? I will do anything for you in the future, even if it

means going through fire and water!”

Just let me have a bite!

King of Styx was about to cry. D*mn it, the delicious food was right in front of him, and the aroma was wafting

directly into his face.

This was more torturous than killing him!

The King of Hell was good at killing one’s heart.

What should I do? Will she forgive me?

King of Styx suddenly became uncertain and started feeling anxious.