Chapter 1 1. Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms

Chapter One: A Beautiful Dream, Yet a Blade of Heartbreak

“Facing the sea, spring is in the air. From today onward, let us become a pair of happy souls. Zimo, do you agree?”

By the azure seashore, Bai Li Tianchang gazed out at the boundless expanse of water, letting the sea breeze tousle her hair. Her heart brimmed with hope for happiness.

“Yes.” Fang Zimo, her betrothed, stood at her side, his voice suffused with tenderness. “Tianchang, why don’t you bring out your Dreamweaver Tower, and let us shape a beautiful future together?”

At his words, Bai Li Tianchang lifted her right hand, silently chanting within her heart. In an instant, a delicate nine-tiered miniature pagoda appeared in her palm.

This nine-tiered tower, known as the Dreamweaver Tower, was no bigger than her thumb. She usually kept it nestled in her hand.

Now, facing the Dreamweaver Tower, she began to weave the vision of her and Fang Zimo’s blissful future.

In her dream, they held a simple yet heartwarming wedding. As the ceremony progressed, Fang Zimo was just about to slip the ring onto her finger.

Suddenly, Fang Zimo’s voice shattered her dream.

“Tianchang, let me build our future instead. I wish to grant you an even better one.”

Seeing the earnestness in his eyes, Bai Li Tianchang handed the Dreamweaver Tower to Fang Zimo without a second thought.

Fang Zimo closed his eyes, gripping the tower as he began to shape their future.

Bai Li Tianchang waited quietly, wondering what kind of surprise Zimo might prepare for her.

But all at once, a sharp pain seared through her heart, as though a dagger had pierced it. Blood seemed to well from her chest.

“You… Fang Zimo, you actually wish to kill me?”

Bai Li Tianchang stared at him in disbelief.

“That’s right, Bai Li Tianchang. My ambition is far too great. With the Dreamweaver Tower in my possession, I will become the richest, most powerful man in this world! Any woman I desire will throw herself into my arms!

But you—always harping on righteousness, morality, the integrity of your beliefs. Such a person is nothing but a hindrance to me. Tell me, if not you, who else should die?”

Fang Zimo’s face twisted with malice in an instant.

Bai Li Tianchang fell silent. Swiftly, she bit her index finger, drawing blood, and squeezed it out.

At the very moment Fang Zimo was lost in triumph, the Dreamweaver Tower he clutched so tightly suddenly flew from his grasp, returning to Bai Li Tianchang’s hand.

“What’s happening? Give me back the Dreamweaver Tower!”

Fang Zimo lunged forward, trying to pry open her grip.

“Fang Zimo, you fancy yourself clever, but you never knew—the Dreamweaver Tower has long since acknowledged me as its true master through a blood pact. The moment it senses my blood, it hears my call and will return to me at any cost!”

Suppressing the pain in her heart, Bai Li Tianchang used the last of her strength to weave one final dream.

When she was done, she spoke coldly, “If you are heartless, let us be done. Fang Zimo, once we swore eternal love, vowing to live and die as one. So let us go to hell together!”

With a smile, she watched as Fang Zimo’s body detonated, tearing itself apart and crumbling into dust.