Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 1211

Chapter 1211 Food Is More Important Than Anything Else 

Blake consumed handful after handful of pills. 

He felt increasingly drowsy, but his blood surged through his body, and his muscles seemed to crackle as if they were moving. He felt like he was about to shed a layer of skin. 

He carefully recalled the various elixirs Lilly had given him to consume. 

The bone graft elixir, for treating external injuries… 

The invigorating elixir for restoring vitality and Yin energy… 

The Five Elements Blood Elixir Pill and the Elixir of Immortality, for stopping bleeding and treating injuries… 

There was nothing wrong with any of them. 

It was just that the wound felt a bit fiery, and he also felt a bit hot all over? 

Blake was about to say something, but Lilly stood up and said, “Daddy, I’ll cook today!” 

Daddy was injured; he needed rest! 

Let her do it! 

Blake widened his eyes and asked, “Can you…” 

His precious one was so obedient and so kind, she hadn’t even killed a chicken before… 

The next moment, Lilly grabbed a ‘free-range chicken, lifted it, and with a swift motion, she chopped off the chicken’s neck. 

Blake: “…” 

Jean helped him into the room and said, “Don’t worry, take care of yourself!” 

Blake nodded, his upper body still exposed from applying medicine and his whole body covered in blood, looking terrifying. 

Jean frowned and said, “Never mind, I’ll get you some water.” 

“Don’t bother attending the dinner gathering tonight…” 

Blake’s lips twitched, sensing something was wrong… 

Upon hearing Jean’s words, he responded, “I was worried Lilly wouldn’t handle it.” 

Jean added, “With Master Belmont around, no one can bully her.” 

Pablo was very protective of Lilly. If the Hell Rulers’ Palace tried to conspire against Lilly, Pablo would be the first to disagree. 

Blake nodded, feeling the throbbing in his head subside involuntarily. 

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This was Lilly’s first time doing these tasks. Daddy never let her do them before, but she watched him gut fish and pluck chickens. 

Although she was clumsy at first, she became more adept as time passed. 

The weakling spirit stayed by Lilly’s side, patiently teaching her how to handle the ingredients, often taking the initiative herself. 

Making the hot pot base was straightforward. Blake had prepared several batches of base recently and stored them in the Hell Ruler Palace for safekeeping. 

Hell Ruler Palace: Is this all I’m capable of in the underworld? Wow, wow, wow! 

The Harem spirit and ghost bride set up a large iron pot, while the crying spirit and rich spirit moved tables, chairs, and utensils. Ms. Ugly and Tinkerbell watched the fire from a distance… 

And watched the unlucky ghost. 

Jessie said, “Unlucky ghost, stay away!” 

The unlucky ghost rested its chin at the entrance of the Hell Ruler Palace. 

Sigh, so much talent going to waste! 

It could only envy its companions, bustling around like a class picnic, full of energy. 

Soon, the aroma wafted from the Hell Ruler Palace. Blake also prepared the hot pot base, so the flavor was nearly identical and the spicy hot pot’s distinct aroma was present. 

Lilly had just sat down when the voice of the King of Styx echoed from the front hall: “First one here! I’m the first!” 

The King of Transformation, elegant and refined, walked in. As usual, he placed a small gift on the table. 

Immediately after, the King of Judgment arrived. Upon entering and looking… he was surprised to find that even the King of the Five Offices had arrived earlier. For a moment, he felt embarrassed and pursed his lips, instructing someone to place the gift to the side. 

“This is my welcome gift…” 

He began to say something but quickly stopped himself, as he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. 

Turning his head to the ghost servant standing on the other side, staring fixedly at the hotpot, he said sternly, “Aren’t you going out?” 

What a sight! 

The ghost servant quickly retreated. 

Then… as soon as the King of Judgement turned around, he saw that the King of Styx was already seated, impolitely gobbling down a piece of meat with gusto while making loud slurping sounds. 

The King of Judgement gazed at the steaming hotpot, secretly swallowing his saliva and muttering to himself, “No manners!” 

At this moment, the King of the Five Offices and the King of Contemplation arrived at the Hell Ruler 

Palace, one after the other. They endured the fragrant aroma wafting in from all directions, and they patiently waited for the announcement. 

However, when the two of them entered the rear hall and took a look, everyone was already eating. 

Of course, the King of Styx went without saying-after all, he was a foodie, and it was normal for him to lack refinement while eating.