The silver fox from the little hill heard that the lofty gods possessed a magical treasure that could improve the talents of an academic underachiever like her. It was only a legend, and the odds were slim, so she didn’t dare hope. Then hope came down like a winning lottery ticket: she really was taken by an immortal to the Ninth Heaven. Just as she thought her life as a hopelessly inept fox was about to take off, the Crown Prince she had devoted herself to so completely gave her away to his “bosom confidante” without a second thought. After enduring torment, the silver fox fell from the Execution Immortals Platform. When she woke again, she was no longer the lowly little silver fox from the hillside. And she would make sure those who had severed her tail paid what they owed.
