To the cultivators of the Verdant Lotus Sect, she’s just another stray—barefoot, unnamed, a flicker of talent with no bloodline to anchor her. To herself, she’s barely more than the soot she smears through her white hair to disappear. Survival is her only skill, honed in alleys and markets where names mean nothing and kindness costs too much. But the sect offers more than survival: it offers structure, cultivation, and time she’s never dared to imagine. If she can’t learn to live by their rules—or shape her own—she’ll vanish like all the others who never made it past the gate.