After the two of them got married, they were poor.
Although Liu Zijun did not have many requirements for Xue Zhuyong, and they lived a simple and happy life, after getting married, Xue Zhuyong suddenly realized the responsibility he had to bear, and understood the importance of status. In order to not let his beloved suffer, he had to have a certain status.
And in the Mo family, the best way to raise one's status was through the art of swordsmithing.
After a painful experience, Xue Zhuyong decided to learn the art of swordsmithing, even if he rejected the Mo family.
The gentle Liu Zijun naturally supported her husband's decision. Without hesitation, she took out all her savings and bought a small courtyard with a swordsmithing room, and named it South Garden.
Xue Zhuyong focused on swordsmithing, and Liu Zijun took care of his daily needs, managing this small household.
But who would have thought that after learning, Xue Zhuyong would be shocked. After he started learning swordsmithing, he suddenly realized that he had a shocking talent in swordsmithing.
In less than five years, his talent in swordsmithing was fully displayed, and his status rose rapidly, becoming the most outstanding disciple of the eighth branch.
After another ten years, Mo Yinfeng's time was up, and according to the Mo family's tradition, Xue Zhuyong, who was the best in swordsmithing in the eighth branch, became the helmsman.
After suffering for so many years, Xue Zhuyong was finally able to let himself and his wife live a happy life. Even though he still had some grudges about his mother's tragic death because of the Mo family, since the people involved had already died, Xue Zhuyong slowly hid these grudges in his heart and lived a peaceful and happy life with Liu Zijun.
After another twenty years, the Mo family's current head reached the end of his time, and it was time to choose a new head. The Mo family immediately surged like a storm.
At that time, the two most powerful branches of the Mo family were the main branch and the second branch. These two factions fought for the position of head of the Mo family, and the competition was white-hot, with no clear winner.
As a swordsmithing family, the Mo family had a tradition that was respected for generations — the Mo family's head of the family must be the most outstanding swordsmith of the generation.
But the problem was that the main branch's swordsmithing skills were better than everyone in the second branch.
According to this tradition, the position of Patriarch should be inherited by the main branch.
Just as they were at their wits' end, someone from the second branch suddenly discovered that the most outstanding swordsmith among all the members of the Mo family was not from the main branch, but the leader of the eighth branch, Xue Zhuyong, who had almost been ignored by others.
Like a pie falling from the sky, after an extremely complicated struggle, the second branch helped Xue Zhuyong become the head of the Mo family.
Because of his childhood experience, Xue Zhuyong didn't value power and didn't have much desire for the position of Patriarch.
He wholeheartedly wanted to live a simple life with Liu Zijun. He also knew that the second branch was very powerful, so he was willing to be a puppet master and obey the second branch in every way.
However, everyone in the Mo family knew that as long as they controlled Xue Zhuyong, they would control the Mo family. Therefore, the other factions in the Mo family had never given up on fighting for power. They had constantly tried to win over Xue Zhuyong in an attempt to rise to the top.
In the face of this situation, Mo Guang, the leader of the second branch, was very worried. He was afraid that one day he would lose his power. In order to consolidate his power, Mo Guang decided to marry his daughter to Xue Zhuyong.
However, Xue Zhuyong, who had always obeyed Mo Guang, refused to budge on this matter in the face of Mo Guang's repeated threats and temptations. He gritted his teeth and refused to budge.
Later, Xue Zhuyong issued the first order of his own will after inheriting the position of Patriarch.
"Seeking a humble sword.
When I was down and out, I cast a sword for the first time. I cast an extremely inferior old sword that couldn't even be regarded as a magic weapon. However, I have deep feelings for it and miss it very much. Whoever can help me find it, I will pay a huge reward to express my gratitude. "
In the eyes of others, this was a very absurd order. Did he make such a big fuss just to help you find a lousy sword?
However, Mo Guang understood Xue Zhuyong's meaning.
For an old sword, he couldn't forget it and was ready to make such a big fuss. What about his wife, who had been with him since he was young?
Mo Guang didn't mention marrying his daughter to Xue Zhuyong anymore.
However, how could Xue Zhuyong, who only wanted to compromise, expect a person who was obsessed with fighting for power to be so vicious?
Half a year later, Liu Zijun was seriously injured by a cultivator who had sneaked into the Mo Clan's core area. Moreover, this cultivator escaped from the Mo Clan's search and disappeared without a trace.
Before dying, Liu Zijun looked at Xue Zhuyong's face and couldn't close her eyes for a long time.
Xue Zhuyong's eyes were full of blood and tears. He wanted to accompany Liu Zijun and grow old together in the netherworld.
Liu Zijun hung on to her last breath, wanting Xue Zhuyong to live well and properly govern this rotten Mo Clan.
Xue Zhuyong was heartbroken. Under Liu Zijun's weak gaze, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
How could a thief dare to sneak into the core area of the Mo Clan? How could he walk back and forth unscathed without stealing anything and just happened to kill his wife?
Xue Zhuyong was clear about the truth behind this.
He promised Liu Zijun that he would properly govern the Mo Clan, so he had to keep his promise.
This Mo Clan was rotten to the bone. If he wanted to govern it, the best way was to destroy it.
After Liu Zijun died, Xue Zhuyong buried Liu Zijun in the Southern Courtyard where they got married.
After keeping watch for Liu Zijun for half a year, he complied with Mo Guang's request and married Mo Guang's daughter, Mo Zhizhi.
Other than Xue Zhuyong becoming addicted to alcohol and drinking every day to drown his sorrows, everything seemed to be normal. No one noticed the deep hatred hidden in Xue Zhuyong's heart.
Mo Zhizhi didn't know about the pain Xue Zhuyong went through, but she was still a young girl. She had always worshipped the Mo Clan's Patriarch Xue Zhuyong who rose from humble beginnings.
Under the orders of her parents, Mo Zhizhi married Xue Zhuyong.
After becoming Xue Zhuyong's wife, Mo Zhizhi took good care of Xue Zhuyong, who was dispirited because of love. She accompanied Xue Zhuyong without complaint and tried her best to be a good wife.
Seeing Xue Zhuyong gradually become excited, she thought that her care had an effect. She was overjoyed, but she didn't know that Xue Zhuyong was only excited and was preparing to overthrow the Mo Clan.
Once a genius went crazy, his means were extremely terrifying.
Xue Zhuyong used nearly a hundred years to improve his cultivation and cast the Three-foot Blade, creating the prosperity of the Mo Clan.
However, in secret, Xue Zhuyong had already arranged an escape route and obtained a life-saving Dharma artifact. He had tried his best to deliberately provoke the Flood Dragon Demon King with his identity as the Mo family's head several times, releasing the Mo family's hostility towards the flood dragon race.
In the end, he got what he wanted. He led the flood dragons to surround the island and overthrow the Mo Clan.
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"Old Sword Deep Love, Lost Dream in the Southern Courtyard." Lu Qingshan didn't expect the story behind it to be like this. He sighed and understood the situation. He asked softly, "May I know Madam Mo's name?"
Madam Mo's face was full of tears and her eyes were red. She choked and said, "Mo … Zhizhi."
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