Shock! How could the useless Second Miss be a spiritual god?

If we rush out rashly at this moment, we will be able to kill all these guys.

But there are still thousands of extremely ferocious carnivorous plants lurking outside.

In this way, everything she had carefully arranged would be destroyed.

Gradually, reason began to regain control of the situation. Huo Ling'er slowly closed her eyes and suppressed her emotions. She knew that acting impulsively at this time would only bring greater disaster.

"Be patient, Xiaoran, the temporary pain will make your blood purer.

This way, the strength of our younger generation can be improved more quickly."

As the leader of the Piranha Plants spoke, he waved the green knife in the air a few times. Then, under the expectant and excited gaze of many Piranha Plants, he stabbed Xiaoran's wrist with the knife without hesitation.

"Pfft"

A stream of bright red blood gushed out from the wound, flowing continuously into the green jar below.

In an instant, the entire area was filled with the faint fragrance emanating from Xiaoran's blood.

No matter whether it was the leader of the Piranha Plants himself or the surrounding Piranha Plants that were eyeing him greedily, at this moment everyone's face showed an expression of greed and drooling.

"Huh? Why does this blessing seem to be so much stronger than before?"

There was a carnivorous plant staring at the blood flowing from Xiaoran's wrist, and couldn't help but frowned slightly and said.

Not to mention that the leader of the Piranha Plant tribe didn't pay attention to the subtle change in color at first, but once someone reminded him, he looked carefully and found that the color was indeed a little deeper than before.

Fearing that something might happen, he anxiously picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of blood and put it into his mouth to taste it.

Instantly, the familiar sweet taste spread across the tip of the tongue, and the spiritual power contained in it was even richer and mellower than before.

As a result, the leader of the Piranha Plant tribe became more and more convinced that Xiaoran must not have taken the supplements he gave her seriously before, and his dissatisfaction with Xiaoran burned like a raging fire.

It was hard to believe that he, as the head of a clan, would tolerate such an ordinary human being around him. If it weren't for the fact that she had such precious blood, he would have swallowed her up and turned her into food.

What's even more hateful is that this ignorant Xiao Ran actually dared to play tricks on me and used blood of insufficient concentration to fool me for a hundred years!

If she had taken those supplements earlier, so that her blood could reach its current level of richness, she might have successfully broken through to the realm of the gods by now.

Thinking of this, the leader of the Piranha Plant tribe became furious and stabbed Xiao Ran's wrist again with the knife in his hand.

This time he used all his strength and showed no mercy. The knife was about to touch Xiao Ran's real arm skin.

But fortunately, there is still a little bit left.

Xiaoran gritted her teeth, trying to endure the severe pain that seemed to tear her soul apart.

This pain was like countless steel needles stirring in her mind, almost making her faint, but she held on with her strong will.

Recalling the torture he had suffered in the past when these bad guys robbed him of his blood, Xiaoran felt bitter in his heart. It’s much better than before, isn’t it?

At least this time, what flowed from the wound was not his real blood, but the mysterious liquid carefully refined by Miss Ling.

Xiaoran felt a little happy that this group of bad guys were about to taste the bitter fruit.

She must witness with her own eyes the miserable state of these hateful guys, who were unable to live or die after drinking this "fake blood".

Thinking of this, Xiaoran pretended to be trembling with fear as usual and successfully deceived the eyes of the Piranhas. Looking at their satisfied expressions, Xiaoran sneered in his heart and said, "Let you guys show off first."

As the pain became more intense, the spiritual energy contained in the "blood" flowing from Xiaoran's wound became richer.

The greedy carnivorous plants were completely unaware of this and were still fantasizing that they could use this to quickly improve their cultivation.

Once upon a time, the unique painful spell of the Piranha Plant Clan and the continuous loss of blood, each of which brought endless suffering to Xiaoran.

The double torture of body and mind almost made her collapse, but what was most unbearable for her was the mental attack from these carnivorous plants.

If it weren't for her extraordinary willpower and strong desire to survive, she would have suffered a mental breakdown and fallen into an abyss of no return.

"Xiao Ran, you must not blame Grandpa for being cruel. I have to come and take your blood every seven days. This is also a last resort. After all, there are too many young disciples in our Man-eating Flower Clan now."

The wrinkled face of the Piranha Plant leader was covered with a seemingly kind smile, as if he was just chatting about family matters with Xiaoran.

However, his eyes would occasionally flash with a hint of subtle cunning and greed.

"Don't be unhappy about this. Think about it. If something happens to you, what will happen to those children under you who have not yet grown up?"

"By that time, some of the young and frivolous people in the tribe who are ignorant might eat all those lovely children in a fit of impulse. Even if I want to stop them, it will be difficult for me to stop them alone!"

After hearing these words, Xiaoran couldn't help but sneer in her heart. Every time this old guy came to snatch her blood, he would say exactly the same words.

On the surface, it sounded like he was trying to comfort her wounded heart, but in reality, he was blatantly using the children of the Wanghua tribe as a threat, fearing that she would not be able to endure such torture and choose to end her life.

Although her heart was filled with anger and resentment, Xiaoran still suppressed her emotions and tried to keep herself calm.

She raised her head slightly and said slowly in a very weak voice: "Please rest assured, Patriarch, so many years have passed, Xiaoran has long been accustomed to it, I will stick to it."

"It is my duty to contribute my own strength to everyone. How can I waste the precious things that the clan leader has given me for no reason?"

The leader of the Piranha Plant tribe and the group of Piranha Plants surrounding him were surprised when they heard that Xiaoran would actually respond to them actively.

They were all stunned, with surprise appearing on their faces at the same time. Normally, this little girl was very frugal with words, so even uttering a single word seemed extremely difficult for her.

This time, I was able to continue their conversation so smoothly and naturally.

A gratified smile appeared on the face of the leader of the Piranha Plant Clan. Xiaoran was willing to cooperate with them, which was undoubtedly a great thing for them.

"It's good that you understand this principle. As long as you are obedient and eat the nourishing foods I give you, and provide us with more and better blood, then we will definitely not treat you and these little guys unfairly."

"I will also do my best to protect your underage children and ensure that they grow up safely and smoothly."

The leader of the Piranha Plant tribe did not say the latter sentence explicitly, but the meaning contained in it is self-evident. When these children of the Royal Flower tribe grow up, they will also become delicacies in their mouths.

How could Xiaoran not know this?

However, this time she chose to remain silent and did not say another word.

After a while, the green jar was filled with bright red blood.

If it were in the past, Xiaoran would hope that this moment would pass quickly. After all, in each seven-day cycle, when she was tortured to death by them, she would fall into extreme pain and be at her weakest.

However, at this moment, she was hoping that time would pass more slowly, and even hoped that this group of people could drink more blood.

"Okay, that's enough for today."

The leader of the carnivorous plant tribe mercilessly threw Xiaoran to the side. Huo Linger, who had been hiding in Grandpa Shen's belly, saw this scene and felt heartbroken.

He had previously vowed to help Xiaoran recover, but in reality he showed no regard for her life or death.

Just from these tiny details, we can clearly see the clues.

The carnivorous plant clan, these guys really want to be whores and also want to be virgins, and their greed is simply endless!

"Clan leader, Hua Liu and the other four did not come, so these..."

The person in charge of distributing the blood looked at the leader of the carnivorous plant clan with hesitation.

Huo Ling'er and Xiao Ran both felt their hearts tighten at almost the same time, because Hua Liu happened to be one of the four men who had caused trouble that day.

However, those four people had long been reduced to dust and disappeared under Huo Linger's thundering means, without even the slightest trace left. No matter how hard these guys racked their brains to suspect, it was absolutely impossible for them to point the finger at Xiaoran.

"Ok?"

The Piranha Plant leader was furious and glared at the man who was responsible for distributing the blood. The man immediately understood what their cunning leader meant and said quickly:

"It is safest for you to keep this blood in your own custody. When Hua Liu and his men have made contributions, they will come back to you to retrieve it. This arrangement will surely be foolproof. What do you think, Patriarch?"

Seeing that the expression of the leader of the Piranha Plant tribe eased a little and nodded, the people who were dividing the blood breathed a sigh of relief and quickly began to take action.

He held the gourd-shaped spiritual weapon tightly in one hand and waved the other hand constantly, cursing Hua Liu and the other four:

"These ignorant youngsters are becoming more and more lawless. They actually disappeared without a trace at such a critical moment. Chief, you must punish them severely."

After hearing these words, Huo Ling'er, who was hiding in the dark, quickly locked onto this person with her gaze like lightning, and a light flashed in her eyes in an instant.

"Well, I know my limits on this matter."

The leader of the Piranha Plants responded nonchalantly, and then ruthlessly took away half of the total blood.

Among these bloods, there is not only the part that belongs to him alone.

At the same time, there is also the share that originally belonged to Hua Liu and the other four.

However, at this moment, everything belonged to him alone.

Huo Ling'er's sharp gaze never left the old man's face, and she naturally would not miss any subtle changes in his facial expression.

Sure enough, greed is cruel to the extreme!

Xiaoran is forced to provide blood every seven days, and this has lasted for more than a hundred years. However, these guys still don't feel satisfied at all. It seems that their greed can never be satisfied.

The next moment, they stood under the noses of Xiaoran and the Xiaowanghuas and began to drink blood unscrupulously, making a creepy sizzling sound.

In most cases, evil cultivators will at least kill a person first, and then drink their blood, suck their spiritual veins, and the like.

But the group of carnivorous plants in front of us completely disregarded the feelings of others and did such cruel things in front of living people.

Witnessing this scene, Huo Ling'er was so angry that her body trembled violently. She held Pi Lei tightly with both hands and tried hard to suppress herself, fearing that an impulse would explode on the spot.

The Piranha Plant finally finished drinking Xiaoran's blood. It licked the remaining blood at the corner of its mouth contentedly, then left here in a mighty manner, carrying the green jar.

From beginning to end, this group of carnivorous plants without any humanity never even glanced at Xiaoran, who was lying on the ground with his life or death uncertain.