Ancient tree blossoms beneath the moon.
The tree had become a god, evolving the marriage records and fated unions of the world on its own. Countless red threads linked together; flowers of every hue bloomed and withered through sourness, sweetness, bitterness, and astringency, like stars glittering across the vast moonlit sky.
There were so many men and women in the world that the Old Man Under the Moon could not handle them all himself. Thankfully, there was a divine tree.
"A divine creation concerns the peace of the world, yet you made a duplicate to muddle through and sat by while others caused trouble?"
"Fairy, this old man truly had no choice..."
The Old Man Under the Moon sighed mournfully.
Bai Yujun could not be bothered with Heaven's idle affairs either.
She walked beneath the Lover's Tree, reached out to seize a hanging red cord, and examined its wooden tag. Names, birth dates, and Eight Characters—waiting only to be connected to their other halves. Numerous red cords and wooden tags swayed, knocking together with a rustling clatter. Of course, many red cords and tags were bleak and decayed, never having been joined.
They could be called destined to remain single, never marrying even in old age.
Among mortals, this divine tree had many other names, such as the Marriage Tree or the Three Lives Tree.
She searched for a long while but did not find her own name. Very good.
"Trying to tie a thread around this dragon and trap me? Then where is the thread? Why is there not even a loose end? If there isn't one, how could you trap me?"
Bai Yujun inspected everything with painstaking care.
There was no name of hers.
The Old Man Under the Moon was equally unclear about the situation. It truly