The early chapters of Sarah's life were marked by profound hardship.

Born of a human parent and another of fox lineage, she entered the world in human guise but bore fox-like ears. Abandoned in the rural hinterlands, she suffered maltreatment and ostracization at the hands of villagers who branded her a monstrous aberration. For years, she roamed aimlessly, only finding solace when she was taken under the wing of an elderly man.

The elderly gentleman hailed from meager means and Sarah, frail and emaciated, bore the brunt of bullying and mockery from her peers, who shunned her company.

On one occasion, following a particularly cruel episode of bullying, she sought refuge at a secluded watering hole, her heart heavy with sorrow.

A kind spirit, a girl of her own age, approached her.

Unlike the other children who partook in the bullying, this little girl had always observed from a distance, refusing to engage in the torment.

Drawing near to Sarah, the girl extended a sweet offering, a piece of candy. Sarah's astonishment was eclipsed only by her profound gratitude. In that moment, the little girl was forever etched in Sarah's heart as someone truly exceptional.

One fateful day, an enigmatic faction of assassins materialized within the Cultivation World. In their malevolent wake, they left a trail of bloodshed, extinguishing the Lives of innocent villagers and forcibly abducting Sarah along with a group of defenseless children. Along their grim journey, they did not hesitate to dispatch a few unruly youngsters, casting an ominous pall of dread upon all in their grim procession.

Upon passing a certain place, the enigmatic black-clad figures paused to rest, securing Sarah and her young companions to a sturdy tree.

Suddenly, Sarah's vulpine ears perked up, their innate sensitivity attuned to distant footfalls. Gifted with heightened senses, she possessed the ability to hear and perceive far beyond the ordinary.

With an air of urgency, Sarah claimed the need to answer the call of nature.

Had it been any other child, the killers might have reacted with impatience but Sarah was different.

From the moment they had first laid eyes on her, the leader of the assassins had discerned her potential. He harbored a resolute intent to return with her and mold her into a formidable asset.

The assassins bore a peculiar tolerance for Sarah, releasing her from her bonds and escorting her to a nearby spot to answer nature's call.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Sarah caught sight of a noble figure who professed to be a disciple of a revered sect, present in the wilderness for training.

Upon learning of the situation, the virtuous man devised a plan to rescue Sarah. However, he understood that facing the killers head-on with just his own strength was a futile endeavor. His only recourse Lay in contacting his sect.

But Sarah, in her selflessness, declined his aid. She implored him to prioritize the safety of the kind-hearted girl who had once offered her solace through a simple piece of candy. Sarah insisted on remaining with the killers, recognizing her utility as their captive. Amidst this perilous situation, her presence among them was, paradoxically, a shield of protection that extended beyond the grasp of the other children.

Should the righteous man fail to rescue her in time and the killers eventually departed, Sarah harbored a contingency plan. She would discreetly leave markers along their path, a breadcrumb trail to guide her own escape.

After careful contemplation, the virtuous man acquiesced to her selfless request.

Following Sarah's return, the method she employed to let the girl come out remained a mystery. Not long thereafter, the benevolent little girl emerged from the depths of the forest.