Qiufeng Town, Daxia Kingdom.

In the Ye family ancestral hall, various offerings are placed on the table made of sandalwood. In the middle of the ancestral hall, there are a few incense sticks stuck in a simple floor-to-ceiling black tripod, and cigarette smoke curls up.

The door was pushed open, and a thin figure came in.

She was a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. Her face was only the size of a palm, and her facial features were very delicate. Unfortunately, her disheveled hair and dull eyes made her beautiful like a dusty pearl.

As soon as the girl reached the desk, several people suddenly appeared.

"Okay, we caught the thief." Several evil slaves grabbed the girl's hands and feet and pushed her to the ground.

"Woo." The girl was frightened and wanted to break free from the hands of several people. Unfortunately, her strength could not compare with those evil slaves of the Ye family who had been learning martial arts since childhood and had reached the first level of physical training.

"Ye Lingyue, it turns out you are a stupid girl. Who gave you the courage to steal the offerings on the table?" The servant who spoke was named Wang Gui, and he was a close associate of Ye Qing, the sixth young master of the Ye family.

The person who was pushed to the ground was Ye Qing's cousin Ye Lingyue. Although she was a young lady of the Ye family, her status in the Ye family was lower than that of a servant.

Just because Ye Lingyue is a shame to the Ye family, she is a stupid girl.

"It's okay to clean." Ye Lingyue's pale face was full of panic.

"You dare to quibble." Wang Gui couldn't help but slap Ye Lingyue several times.

Wang Gui is a martial artist. After several slaps, Ye Lingyue's face was already swollen. Wang Gui still couldn't understand his hatred and kicked Ye Lingyue in the abdomen.

Ye Lingyue's body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and hit the large cauldron in the ancestral hall, making a muffled sound.

"The silly girl is motionless, don't think she is dead." Several servants of the Ye family saw that Ye Lingyue had not moved for a long time, so they thought she was dead.

"How can it be so easy to die? This stupid girl has been beaten for more than ten years and she still doesn't live well. The young master said that it is a shameful life." Wang Gui also had a vicious mind. He glanced around and noticed

The incense cauldron next to Ye Lingyue.

The Ye family ancestral hall was purchased by the head of the Ye family more than 30 years ago. This incense cauldron was in the ancestral hall at that time and has been preserved ever since.

Wang Gui stepped forward, pushed open the lid of the cauldron, and grabbed a handful of incense ashes.

"You guys, pry open the little silly girl's mouth and let her eat secretly. Let her eat as much as she wants today."

Several domestic slaves laughed and laughed. In their eyes, Ye Lingyue was worse than a wild dog.

They held down Ye Lingyue's hands and feet and stuffed the incense ashes that had not been cleaned for who knows how many years into her mouth.

The moment the incense ash was stuffed into his mouth, a round object slipped into Ye Lingyue's throat.

As soon as the thing entered her stomach, the silly girl Ye Lingyue felt a burning sensation in the Dantian of her abdomen.

The endless heat, so hot, the heat that corrodes the bones and burns the heart, seems to burn her whole body.

Feeling so uncomfortable, Ye Lingyue scratched her throat as something tried to come out of her throat.

Until there were blood marks on her neck, the heat did not ease at all. She was in unbearable pain and bumped her head against the incense pot, and blood came out from her forehead.

"Oops, the little silly girl is really dead." Wang Gui stepped forward to take a look and found that Ye Lingyue had not moved.

Several domestic slaves looked at each other, and then they became afraid. Although the little silly girl had a humble status and was not taken seriously, she was still the real lady of the Ye family.

"What are you doing standing still? Go find the young master quickly." Wang Gui panicked and the others ran away.

In the ancestral hall, Ye Lingyue's small body was huddled together.

The feeling of burning one's body comes one after another.

"Mother." Ye Lingyue called helplessly, but no one answered her.

Gradually, the burning sensation disappeared, and Ye Lingyue's internal organs twisted together.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a "boom" in my mind, as if something suddenly exploded in my dantian.

A red light flashed through Ye Lingyue's body, quickly spreading throughout her body, and she moved her fingers.

His eyes suddenly opened, and those dull eyes from before were as bright as the morning stars.

The surrounding scenery became clearer, and Ye Lingyue sat up.

A sharp light flashed through her eyes.

What you see when you enter is a quaint and grand house. In the middle of the house there is a desk with offerings and ancestral tablets placed on it.

"I'm reborn." Ye Lingyue murmured, and she looked at her hands.

Small and thin, with all kinds of wounds, big and small, this is the body of a girl who has been bullied.

She stood up and tried to recall the information about this body, but because she was a stupid girl in her previous life, she only had some vague memories in her mind.

It seems that it still takes some time to get used to this body.

When she turned around to leave, Ye Lingyue heard a "sizzling" sound in her ears.

Not far away, on the ancient incense cauldron, the pool of blood left by Ye Lingyue's collision with the cauldron earlier was changing.

Blood seeped into the cauldron at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Lingyue's feet felt a stream of cold air, but her strong curiosity drove her to step forward.

As soon as her hand touched the cauldron, a strange scene happened.

The ancient cauldron, which originally required two or three people to lift, turned into a stream of black light and penetrated into the palm of her hand.
Chapter completed!