Chapter 782 The Cocoon is Full of Treasure
Satan casually flicked his finger, and an opaque barrier appeared around Ivy.
At that moment, Ivy's pinecone-like body split open even wider.
Immediately, Ivy swiftly emerged from the thick shell and quickly dressed herself.
Once the clothes were on, the surrounding barrier automatically opened.
Everyone looked at Ivy in curiosity. At this moment, she was truly captivating - with her big, expressive eyes; long, luscious eyelashes; rosy lips; and flawless skin like gelatine.
Her figure was also beyond amazing, as if it had been meticulously sculpted. What was most incredible was her reborn appearance: waist-length hair, resembling the hair models in shampoo commercials.
At a glance, thoughts of new beginnings, youthfulness, and all things beautiful would come to mind.
"Ivy!" Alexander tightly embraced Ivy, saying, "I was afraid of losing you!"
"It won't happen. With Satan here, nothing will ever happen to me." Ivy spoke, her voice clear and sweet, much more enchanting than before.
Upon hearing this, Satan nodded in satisfaction. "Ivy is truly sensible; she knows I treat her the best."
Speaking of which, he pointed towards the discarded shell and casually made a few strokes, causing it to completely shatter.
Satan quickly retrieved a bag from his sleeve and put the broken shells inside. Then he said, "Ivy, can you give these to grandpa?"
If he had already put them in the bag, why bother asking?
Beckett felt that these shells were extraordinary and inquired curiously, "Satan, what's the use of these things?"
Satan chuckled and said, "Don't you understand? These are precious treasures that can greatly enhance one's abilities. Can't you see how the strands of hair resemble ginseng? And the toe covers, don't they resemble Ganoderma lucidum? This cocoon is full of treasures, comparable to ginseng and Magic Pearls. After consuming it, one's power can increase ten thousandfold."
"What? If it has that effect, why didn't you say so earlier?" Beckett became somewhat annoyed. "Satan, you're already the king of Hell. Do you really need to become even more powerful? Can you share some of these cocoons with us?"
Satan was reluctant, but also didn't want to take them all. He reluctantly took out a few from the bag and said, "I can only give you this much!"
Upon seeing the small amount, Beckett became even more displeased. "Are you being stingy? Can you give a bit more? After all, Ivy is my granddaughter-in-law!"
Satan directly put the bag back into his sleeve, without any mercy. "So what if she's your granddaughter-in-law? She's my own granddaughter! I'm keeping these things for a reason. I'm going to refine elixirs and please God! As long as God is pleased, I'll have good days ahead, and so will my descendants. Ivy is my descendant, she'll have good days, and all of you will have good days. Do you understand?"
So that's how it is! Beckett gratefully embraced Satan. "If that's the case, I won't ask for more. Go ahead and refine your elixirs. In the future, the Ashford family will need your help."
"Take good care of her, okay?"
"Mm, understood!" Satan patted Beckett's shoulder. "Then I'll leave my granddaughter in your hands. I'll go back now. If anything like this happens again, just call me by stomping on the floor!"
Beckett thought to himself, "I'll never call you even if something like this happens again!"
And not only Beckett, but everyone in the Ashford family thought the same way.
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