Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Nephele felt as if she were on the verge of death.

Then, Cloud grabbed her and swiftly ran to take cover under a rock, shielding them from the scorching sun.

Thinking about the blazing yet brilliant sun, she suddenly chuckled and said, "Cloud, | can finally see the light." Thank you! Nephele realized it had been ages since she had seen sunlight.

She never expected that just before completely disappearing, she would get another glimpse of the warmth of this world—the light nurturing the growth of all things.

But soon, she sensed something was wrong. Nephele felt extremely fatigued, different from the feeling she had just before vanishing.

"Cloud, you..." She tried to say something but ended up drifting off to sleep.

The last words she heard were Cloud's voice. "Nephele, I'll share a bit of my aura with you. If there's a chance, I'll surely bring you back to life." In her mind, Cloud's smiling face appeared inexplicably, so clear and full of vitality.

He truly lives up to his name...

Cloud peered down at the small cluster of bad aura in his hand.

He wasn't certain if she was dead, so he tore off a portion of his aura and infused it into the small cluster.

He didn't want her to die. The moment he couldn't find her, he felt a strange panic.

In any case, he just didn't want her to die.

Cloud searched around his body, realizing that he had lost his storage ring. Now, he had nothing to use to protect Nephele's life.

He had heard from Lilly that the dark spirits were easily scattered in the mortal world without any means of protection. Healthy spirits might last for a few years or even decades, but eventually, they would fade away until they disappear.

Cloud felt that their current state of lingering spirits, now exposed to sunlight, made them even more susceptible to scattering.

He also worried whether there were other ghosts around. Cloud was concerned that if there were, both he and Nephele might easily become prey for those other ghosts.

In any case, they needed to return to the underworld as soon as possible.

Although the underworld was dangerous, he could navigate it directly. He wouldn't attract as much attention without the golden light surrounding him. With his abilities, he could safely reach the underworld.

Cloud glanced outside, only then noticing the dampness around, all white from a recent snowfall.

Snow? Is it winter? By checking out the sky, he figured it was the afternoon, with the sun just peeking out from behind the dark clouds.

"Looks like we lucked out,” Cloud muttered to himself. "I don't know how long we've been unconscious, but one thing's certain: it was snowing under gloomy skies. We woke up thanks to the sun shining on us..." Otherwise, if they had been under the sun for just two more minutes, their lingering spirits would have disappeared.

It just happened to be snowing, and it happened to be winter.

"If it were the middle of summer, we probably would have vanished under the sun." Cloud glanced down at the wisp of bad aura in his hand. "Don't you think we're incredibly lucky?" No one answered.

Cloud fell silent and then added, "I'm afraid I'll lose you again..." He was completely clueless about how he made it out of that black pond and ended up in the Human Realm from the evil eye in the Underworld.

As he contemplated this treacherous journey, he believed that Nephele might have fallen into the black pond if he hadn't held on so tightly.

Cloud pondered for a moment and muttered to himself, "Can | tie you up... and wear you around my neck?" Ghosts didn't mind having their heads detached, so tying her up with a rope shouldn't be an issue.

The main problem was that he had lost his storage ring; otherwise, he could have tried putting her into the ring.

As he looked around, there was nothing but soil in the surroundings, not a single blade of grass, let alone a rope.

Fortunately, Cloud's mind was flexible enough. He separated a strand of long aura from himself and threaded it through the cluster before satisfactorily hanging it around his neck.

Since his chest had been corroded into a large hole, he simply stuffed the hanging cluster of bad aura into the gap for added protection.

Cloud waited until it was dark before cautiously venturing out. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with no birds or other ghosts in sight.

When lost, it was best to find a high vantage point to gain a better view and observe the surrounding environment.

Cloud made his way toward a distant mountain peak.

He stumbled and staggered for quite a while until he finally climbed the peak. Taking a look around, he suddenly froze.

Wait, why does this place seem familiar? Standing at such a height, he could easily see that the place he had just been was a lake—more precisely, a circular pond.

The pond was churning continuously, like water coming to a boil.

Under the moonlight, the red soil surrounding the pond formed the shape of an eye, and from a distance, the pond appeared like the pupil of an eye, surrounded by sinister and crimson eyeballs.

The surrounding mountains were covered in white snow, but the "eye" in front of him remained unfrozen, still crimson.

Cloud's past profession made him well-acquainted with geographical locations and distinctive features. Especially with such obvious features, it immediately reminded him of the evil eye! Not the evil eye in the underworld, but the evil eye in the Human Realm! The evil eye before him was much smaller than the one in the underworld, with a diameter of only about ten meters.

There were a few places in the Human Realm known as the evil eye—one situated abroad and another within the Green Province in the country.

Cloud confirmed that this was the Green Province's Mysterious Cliff! It was two thousand kilometers away from Clodston...

Cloud suddenly became filled with excitement.

He had crossed mountains and seas, traveled for days and nights to return home, and now he was very close to it.

Without any hesitation, Cloud promptly decided on the direction and proceeded directly toward Clodston.