"Where did that little brat Yan Ruoruo go? Find her quickly and draw her blood! Father is going to welcome the Divine Lord to demonstrate his alchemy skills later, how can he refine pills without blood?"
In front of the dilapidated thatched hut, a chubby young man dressed in rich clothes kicked the rickety door of the hut.
With a loud bang, the door of the thatched hut was kicked down, raising a cloud of dust. The chubby little thing coughed from the dust, his face covered in snot and tears.
"Damn it, find that little beast, cut off her blood, and don't let anyone feed her! Let's see if she still has the strength to run away!"
At this moment, the little beast he was talking about was using its overly thin body to squeeze out through the hole in the corner of the wall and sneak into the back kitchen.
The little girl, Yan Ruoruo, who looked no more than four or five years old, was dressed in tattered clothes, but she was still quite clean and tidy.
Her hair was tied back with a faded strip of cloth, revealing her beautiful and graceful face.
She hid in the corner, and seeing the delicious food on the counter, she couldn't help but swallow hard, pressing her stomach which was throbbing with hunger.
After they extracted her blood to refine pills last time, those people gave her a Bigu Pill.
They said one pill could keep her from being hungry for five days, and then they didn't give her any food for three whole days.
However, after being bled out, her body was extremely weak and in great need of nourishment; the fasting pills were simply not enough to satisfy her.
In addition, the Yin family recently activated a barrier for some unknown reason, preventing ordinary birds and beasts from entering, thus reducing the prey she could catch.
She couldn't hold out until the Yin family brought her food again, so she had to come to the kitchen to find a solution.
Yan Ruoruo lowered her body and quietly transformed into a two-tailed white kitten.
She stuffed her tattered clothes into the gaps in the firewood, then climbed up the edge of the stove, avoiding everyone's gaze, lifted the lid of the most spiritually potent dish, and crawled inside to eat heartily.
Yan Ruoruo's dizzy body, which had been starving, was soothed by the delicious spiritual food, but she was not happy at all, and tears gradually filled her eyes.
She misses her mother so much; her mother has been gone for so long.
Everyone said that her mother died in the secret realm and would never come back. Her uncle changed the Yan residence to the Yin residence, locked her in a thatched hut, and forced her to eat a pill that would turn her into a human to make pills by cutting their blood.
Except for the two days before the blood transfusion, she was hungry every day and couldn't get enough to eat.
If her mother were still alive, she certainly wouldn't have had to be cut to draw blood, and she wouldn't have to struggle so much to get something to eat at home.
When will Mommy come back? Ruoruo can't hold on much longer.
Yan Ruoruo was eating while wiping away her tears when the plate at her feet suddenly started to shake.
"Serve the food!" With a long shout, she was carried away.
The noise outside was a bit loud, and Yan Ruoruo heard the voices of many of the people who usually bullied her.
She was so frightened that she huddled inside the plate, not daring to make a sound.
If they find out she's run away from the hut, they'll definitely whip her again.
A moment later, her uncle Yin Chengren's ingratiating voice came clearly from outside: "My Lord, this is a special medicinal dish of our clan. It can regulate the immortal spirit and nourish the immortal essence. Please try it."
As soon as she finished speaking, the cover on Yan Ruoruo's head was removed.
Yan Ruoruo's heart leaped into her throat, and as soon as she saw a beam of light, she immediately darted away.
The chubby boy's expression changed when he saw the empty plate. He grabbed Yan Ruoruo's tail and slammed her to the ground.
"Meow..." Yan Ruoruo lay on the ground and groaned in pain, feeling as if her tail was about to break off.
Then Yan Ruoruo heard the sound she feared most.
Her cousin, Yin Dalang, who looked like a ball of flesh, suddenly pulled out the whip from his waist and lashed it at her fiercely: "You little beast, no wonder we couldn't find you, you even dared to go and steal food."
Yan Ruoruo's tail was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up. She could only try her best to curl herself into a ball of fur to resist the whip that was about to hit her.
"Stop!" A servant beside the deity shouted, and the powerful spiritual pressure directly shocked Yin Dalang, who was wielding a whip and acting arrogantly, until his face turned pale.
His legs trembled, and he knelt down with a thud, the whip falling to the ground as well.
Yan Ruoruo quietly raised her eyes and looked up. The handsome god sat in the main seat with a very cold expression and a very intimidating aura.
"My Lord, please calm down. It was that little beast who stole your food. I will punish him severely." Yin Chengren saw his son being scolded and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He hated Yan Ruoruo to death.
"Insolence!" The deity slammed his hand on the table with a hint of anger.
The table shattered into dust instantly, and Yin Chengren was sent flying by the powerful spiritual force.
He curled up next to the chubby boy, coughed up blood, and couldn't get up for a long time.
"My Lord, please calm your anger!" Everyone in the banquet hall knelt on the ground one after another, their faces filled with fear.
Seeing that everyone had their heads down, Yan Ruoruo quickly and quietly took a few steps back.
Now that no one is watching her, she has a chance to escape!
However, as soon as Yan Ruoruo moved, Yin Dalang grabbed a dagger with a face full of resentment and pounced on her.
"You little beast, die! I will tear you to pieces to atone for my sins to the God!"
It's all Yan Ruoruo's fault, that little brat! It was her stealing food that caused this terrible disaster!
Yan Ruoruo bristled with fear, but she defiantly bared her sharp teeth.
The next moment, a soft white sleeve appeared in front of Yan Ruoruo, blocking Yin Dalang.
The high and mighty god scooped Yan Ruoruo into his palm.
Mo Yong looked down at the skinny kitten in her palm. Its tail hung limply behind it, and its body was covered in dust and looked utterly disheveled.
Despite being weak and frightened, the cat's soft claws defiantly extended their nails to threaten him.
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