She is a little fox from the Gardenia Forest. The only thing she's learned is how to survive by any means necessary. They say she's more vicious and cruel than any demon under heaven. They watch as she uses her Soul-Chasing Sash to carve out a blood-soaked swath ten yards across, while she gazes at the stars filling the sky. Someone asked her about benevolence and morality. The little fox's eyes nearly blinded the poor fool, and she replied cheerfully, "Why else would they raise them in such beautiful surroundings, if not to give me a tasty snack?"
She is cold-hearted and callous. She knows neither tenderness nor cruelty, and cares nothing for life or death. She says, "I was raised by the mountains and forests. When I finally breathe my last, any patch of earth I lie down on will be lucky. It will have the world's finest flower fertilizer."
Her calamity wasn't meeting an immortal, but a mortal.
People in the mundane world say she doesn't understand human nature.
The little fox knows herself well. She's no demon. She's a god sent by Heaven to protect the mountains and forests.
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