Bloodline

Yuan tried to use this newfound ability and see through the veil of this dimension, but before he could try that, his vision blurred; he saw his uncle's serious rugged face. He was back in his home.

Yuan wondered if he should inform his uncle about it. But the ancestor told him not to inform anyone! He decided instead not to mention it as his ancestor was very precise about the consequences of his finding out about it.

Before Yuan could speak, he felt a burning sensation all over his body, as if he was melting. It was as if he was on fire. He tried to tear off his clothes, but he felt fatigued and sleepy.

His uncle, Wen Shan, noticed the sudden change in Yuan, and there was a frown on his face. He had seen this before. It was a sign that Yuan's immortal bloodline was awakening.

It was not supposed to happen this early, especially since Yuan had not trained in any martial arts or essence technique. It seemed seeker's awakening acted as a catalyst to awaken his immortal bloodline.

Wen Shan went forward to pick him up. But it was like Wen Shan was touching hot red iron.

Wen Shan knew what he had to do. He carried Yuan to the bathroom and placed him in the bathing tub. He added cold water and ice to the tub, and wherever the ice and water touched Yuan's body, there was a sizzling sound.

Wen Shan spoke, "It seems it cannot be avoided. Your immortal bloodline has caught up with you"

He sighed, "Now they will find out about you. At least you will have a family now."

Slowly Yuan's hot body cooled down in the tub. Wen Shan picked him up and dried him up and moved him to his bed.

Sleeping Yuan looked like a handsome young boy whose features had started to mature yet still retained a hint of his childlike innocence. Despite the slight furrow of his brows, Yuan's peaceful expression made it seem like he was having pleasant dreams.

Wen Shan regarded his nephew with deep affection, as he had been the center of his world for the past ten years. Though a decade may have seemed short to Wen Shan, it had felt like an eternity with Yuan by his side. The boy's slow growth and youthful appearance were no surprise, given his seeker and immortal fire bloodline, which granted him a lifespan of hundreds of years. However, the reason behind the subtle roughness in Yuan's otherwise exquisite looks was known only to Wen Shan.

As he gazed at Yuan's contented face, a faint smile played on his lips before he left the room. He sat alone in the living room and admired the night sky, lost in thought about past events that seemed as vivid as if they had occurred only yesterday. Those nights were a culmination of passion, hatred, and love that had defined his entire life.

The moonlight cast a luminous glow on Wen Shan's weary face, adding a rugged charm to his features. He took a moment to observe his reflection in the mirror, realizing that he had regained his original appearance that had been buried under years of responsibility and care. It was a testament to the power that only warriors possessed, one that he had nearly forgotten.

As he rose from his seat, he retrieved a red medallion adorned with fiery symbols and placed it on the table with a needle made of an unknown metal.

Wen Shan went to Yuan's room. He pricked Yuan's finger and let a drop of his blood fall on the medallion.

The medallion trembled, emitting a fiery red light akin to burning flames. Once the flames died down, a faint mark remained that could only be erased if the medallion was destroyed. As an ex-warrior, Wen Shan was privy to the secrets of bloodlines and knew that the mark signified that the blood of kin with immortal power had triggered the power of code. Every word he spoke would be conveyed to the medallion's owner, transcending all boundaries.

For a moment, there was silence as Wen Shan's hands trembled while holding the medallion. He wondered if the fire immortals were men of their word, and he couldn't help but think about their fiery temper and reputation for being trustworthy.

However, his thoughts were soon replaced by memories of the vast and luxurious fiery land. Although his hands grew cold, they no longer shook. Wen Shan spoke in short and precise words.

His voice was clear and deliberate as he spoke, infusing his words with intention.

"The Child of Fire has been awakened."

His words were absorbed by the medallion, causing it to radiate with a brilliant light as a message was transmitted to a far-off recipient.

Yuan slept for two days straight and finally woke up on the third day.

When Yuan woke, he felt a little different; He looked into the conscious space he had opened after receiving the legacy in the dimension of wisdom. Earlier, the space was empty, but now a red flame flickered in his golden conscious space. Soon he noticed a unique situation occurring in his mind space. Some of the golden particles of his conscious space were melding in with red flame and the red flame was slowly turning white.

Yuan ran excitedly to his uncle's smithy, eager to talk to him about his newly awakened powers.

Yuan "Uncle! Am I an arcanist now?"

Wen Shan "(turning around and patting his head gently) said, you have not become an arcanist yet, but your path has been cleared. It is just a matter of time."

As his uncle turned around to face him, Yuan noticed something different about him. It was like he could see two people inside his uncle's body. There was the warrior Wen Shan, and then there was the blacksmith Wen Shan.

Yuan spoke, "Uncle, you look different."

Wen Shan spoke," Your abilities are active!"

Yuan realized this was the effect of a truth seeker. He had kept the golden conscious space in his mind open. Yuan immediately closed it.

His uncle's features became normal the same way he used to look in the past.

Wen Shan said, "now that you are a seeker, you might be able to notice my past appearance, but whatever you see, I am still your uncle."

Yuan was curious about his uncle's past and wondered what kind of warrior he was.

Yuan commented, "Uncle, you must have been a very strong warrior."