The Legend of the Eternal King
Willow Tree

Under the large willow tree, Mo Tian sat alone. He looked pondering with his gaze looking at the cluster of clouds that were moving slowly.

In his imagination sometimes the clouds are shaped like a rabbit, sometimes a boat appears, and sometimes a rhino's head.

He just smiled, he really enjoyed the entertainment that he thought was very fun. A cheap entertainment because it only looks at the clouds.

Mo Tian had spent much of his free time under this tree the past few days. There seemed to be something that had bound his heart here.

From behind the tree appeared a young man dressed in black who was startling him. Without further ado Mo Tian immediately stood up, and then there was a jotos fight between the two.

Punch after punch, stalk after stalk and kick after kick.

Sometimes the two wrestled on the ground for quite a long time.

Until the afternoon has arrived.

Two young men lay enjoying the view of the twilight sky under a willow tree with battered faces.

"Why have you been in the Central Capital for so long ?" Mo Tian opened the conversation.

"I did a lot of things there." Mao Yu replied.

"Klan Xin has been destroyed, Xin Feng has not been seen in the Imperial City since. My dad broke off the engagement." Mo Tian vented.

"Are you heartbroken ?" Mao Yu teases.

"No, I am thankful." Mo Tian closed his eyes.

***

In the evening as planned, Mao Yu and Shen Mubai visited the imperial City lord's residence. They were received in the main hall of the Mo Clan.

Mo Shan greeted them in the main seat with his son Mo Tian beside him.

All seven Mo Clan elders were also present in the hall.

Shen Mubai gave a respectful greeting and a stale phrase of opening the visit. However Mo Shan's concentration seemed to shift to something else.

Mo Shan looked at the two young, Mao Yu and Mo Tian had similar circumstances. That they both tonight both have bonyok faces.

Paying attention to the scars of the two, it seemed that they were getting a beating at the same time. Ah, they seem to have fought.

In this twilight age it seemed that Mo Shan found a sense of relief in his heart. A few chains that ensnared his mind seemed to break up and just take off.

Worried about the future of his youngest son if he had died would have disappeared. As he looked at Mao Yu's lazy expression listening to Shen Mubai's stale phrase.

Finally it was Mao Yu's turn to speak.

"To the lord of the city, I have a request." Mao Yu started.

"Note... " Mo Shan replied.

"We appeal for land use rights in the northern regions of the capital. Starting at 10 miles from the north gate. Between the Yin River and the Yang River. Continue north until the two rivers unite." Mao Yu made a request.

The elders were immediately startled, some of them stood up from the chairs.

Discussions broke out between them. The expanse of territory Mao Yu proposed was too large. It stretches across nearly 1,000 acres. Almost all parents objected.

Mo Tian was also surprised by Mao Yu's request, because in the mentioned location there was a large willow tree where he often ngadem there. Also the main place to fight with Mao Yu.

Mo Shan made a hand gesture to calm the elder.

"I will establish the Old Ancestor's Fortress." Mao Yu replied briefly.

The elders this time just silently stared at Mao Yu with expressions of disapproval. Mo Shan also had a dilemma in his heart.

When some quiet time thought, Mo Shan looked at his son. He saw in the eyes of his son a strong will and a gesture of urgency on his father to grant.

Until finally Mo Shan had the steadiness in deciding.

"Do it, on condition." Mo Shan gave a statement.

"Patriarch..." The elders questioned.

Mo Shan smiled broadly to the entire elder. His smile was so sweet that the elders quieted down the turmoil in their thinking.

They are silent and can control their ego boost when the patriarch makes a decision. They reinforced the belief that the patriarch's decision would definitely bring benefits and good in the future.

"I'll soon be staying with all of you. I never asked you for a request either. This time I asked for the first and last time. Please support my decision." Mo Shan said in a cool tone.

"Patriarch.... " The elders instantly became melancholy.

Mo Shan's gaze returned to Mao Yu and Shen Mubai.

"My condition is to make Shen Mubai a national teacher of the Mo Clan. Playing the role of accompanying Mo Tian when he replaces me later." Mo Shan locked his clan's powerful position on Mao Yu's grand plan.

The condition of Mo Shan touching Shen Mubai's heart, this big brother's intention was to leave his son under my supervision. He entrusted his son to me. Oh, Mo Tian my nephew.

Finally the meeting tonight is over. Everything disbanded with a unanimous decision to express approval.

However Mao Yu remained in the Mo Clan. Now she was with Mo Shan sitting together in the middle courtyard garden.

Mo Shan poured tea for Mao Yu. They seem to be talking.

Mo Tian was about to meet his father to discuss something. But he saw that his father was talking to Mao Yu, so he immediately stopped his steps.

He stopped and stuck behind a big tree. Accidentally listening to some of their conversations.

"Grandfather is old, I can't believe you're good at placing Shen Mubai as your sect master. To be your successor's companion later." Mao Yu sipped her tea.

"That's best for the Mo Clan. Your fortress will destroy the 13 worlds, it will also bring glory to the Mo Clan. When I meet my ancestors later maybe I can become arrogant. Haha... " Mo Shan looked happy.

"The back door of the hinge is starting to crack. What if your clan gets flooded and drowns ?" Mao Yu put down the cup.

"We occupy this land in the lowlands. Drowning due to flooding has been a risk we took. We're not gonna blame the water or anybody." Mo Shan let out a long breath.

The atmosphere became momentarily silent. The sounds of crickets and frogs were heard clearly.

"Klan Su." Mao Yu said.

"Have left the first world. Where it went is not recorded. A very old era." Mo Shan seemed to remember the thing buried.

"Many things are a mystery in the underground Old City Ancestor." Mo Shan poured tea.

"But not everything has to be dug up." Mao Yu took the cup.

"Also no need to know others. It will only bring disaster at the beginning of time." Mao Yu sipped her tea.

"That's all to me not important. For me the most important thing is my son Mo Tian. Please be a good friend to her." Shen Mubai put down the tea pot with teary eyes.

"I did it." Mao Yu took a sip of tea, she put down her cup.