Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 486: Black Cat’s Memory Illusion Realm

Chen Muxue cautiously peered out, being extremely careful because she knew how terrifying these abusive children could be, especially within this memory illusion realm.

As soon as she got a slight glimpse outside the box, she caught sight of the little fat boy from the corner of her eye. Just a fleeting glance, and Chen Muxue quickly pulled her head back, resuming her half-dead appearance.

"It definitely peeked out just now!"

The little fat boy’s malicious face once again blocked the sky above the box. He tightly clutched a large stone in his hand, his mouse-like gaze fixed on Chen Muxue with a hint of suspicion.

With just that one glimpse, Chen Muxue noticed the little fat boy holding the large stone, watching for any movement. If Chen Muxue had reacted a bit slower, he probably would have smashed the already badly injured her a few more times with the stone.

If that happened, Chen Muxue would undoubtedly die.

She had only experienced passing through Chu Wuxin’s illusion realm but had not completed the task. She wasn’t sure what would happen if she died in the realm, but just the task failure alone caused a piercing pain in her brain. The damage was still unknown, so death might bring even greater harm, right?

It seemed the original host understood this illusion realm better. It would be great if she had a way to communicate with the original host’s consciousness.

Chen Muxue noticed the light overhead shining in again, and only then did she slightly open her eyes to see. The little fat boy still had his malicious eyes open, quietly hiding at the edge of the box, watching her situation.

Chen Muxue kept her eyes squinted until the little fat boy finally looked away. It seemed he went back to torment the little girl, and only then did Chen Muxue cautiously poke her head out again.

Feeling that the previous surveillance was somewhat disappointing, the little fat boy’s attention was now entirely focused on the little girl. He kept picking on her, saying she wasn’t digging the hole fast enough at one moment, and then claiming she dug it too small the next, occasionally pulling her hair.

The little girl sobbed slightly, but her hands never stopped, and she didn’t dare talk back. Although she was a girl, perhaps because she often did chores, she appeared lean yet firm in contrast to the little fat boy, who was just a blob of fat and even had trouble lifting that large stone, sometimes using his belly to nudge it.

Even so, the little girl holding a shovel—an instrument of "utility"—diligently dug the hole. What frustrated Chen Muxue the most was that she noticed the little girl occasionally casting a resentful glance at the box as if blaming Chen Muxue, the cat, for her predicament.

If it were Chen Muxue, would she still diligently work with a shovel? Laughable, she would use even a frying pan to hit, let alone a shovel.

Seizing the moment while the three kids were focused on digging, Chen Muxue endured her pain and jumped out of the box. Her cat-like agility exploded in an instant, and the pain instead awakened her body’s potential, allowing her to dash a long distance in a flash.

"It ran away!"

"Damn it! You two are useless, you can’t even keep an eye on a cat!"

Hearing the angry cries of the abusive children behind her, Chen Muxue dared not slack off for a moment. She aimed for a small gap between bricks that the kids definitely couldn’t get through and squeezed right in. Her hind leg, badly wounded, scraped harshly, smearing the bare red bricks with blood, the two different reds creating a bizarre scene.

"It got away!"

"It hid inside!"

"What do we do?"

"Useless things! Watch me."

It seemed that the kid, other than the little fat boy and the little girl, was the leader of the three. He walked confidently towards the main gate of this courtyard.