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"Um..."
After being unconscious for two days, Ye Tian finally slowly opened his heavy eyes. However, as he moved slightly, a piercing pain and a feeling of weakness spread throughout his body.
"Where is this?"
He had fainted on his way home that day; after all, it was not easy to withstand an attack from a master like Wang Weiyang.
Ye Tian closed his eyes and recalled the scene at that time: "I remember that after I fainted, I vaguely heard Cold Boyuan saying something about taking me back to the Cold Family..."
"So this must be the Cold Family?"
Lifting the pink curtains of the bed, Ye Tian got out and looked around. He saw that the furnishings in the room were exquisite, with intricate carvings that emitted a faint scent of rosewood.
Creaking open the window, a burst of crisp cold wind rushed into the room, invigorating him.
A few dry leaves floated past the window; in another month or so, winter would arrive.
It turned out that Ye Tian was currently in a two-story pavilion. Standing by the window and looking out, he saw a picturesque scene outside: rockeries, a small pond, lotus roots, and water lilies. In the distance, there was a small grove of camphor trees, which remained evergreen and added much vitality to this late autumn season.
At that moment, he noticed a maid passing along the small path in front of the pavilion. Her footsteps were light, and her voice was soft; it seemed that the rules of the Cold Family were quite strict.
"What a beautiful view! So this is how life is for wealthy families..."
Ye Tian sighed. This environment was more than a hundred times better than his shabby thatched cottage.
"Brother Ye Tian, you're awake!"
Ye Tian was currently immersed in a sense of comfort when a bell-like voice rang out from behind him.
Turning around, he saw a lovely young girl with a cheerful expression walking towards him; it was Cold Family's Second Miss, Cold Frost.
"Uh... just woke up. Is this... your house?" Ye Tian asked awkwardly, trying to make conversation despite knowing the answer.
"Yes, it's my house, and the room you're in is my... bedroom," Cold Frost said softly, her face slightly flushed.
"Bedroom? So what if it's a bedroom? Why are you blushing..." Ye Tian, having lost his parents at a young age and lived like a stray child, was unaware of the rules regarding such private spaces and felt there was nothing inappropriate about it.
"Um, no boy has ever been in my room before you..." Facing Ye Tian's response, Cold Frost became even more embarrassed.
Ye Tian paused for a moment upon hearing this, seemingly understanding something. He awkwardly said, "Alright, alright. This room smells too nice; I don't want to stay here. I need to go home."
"No! You haven't recovered yet, and my father said you should stay with our Cold Family from now on," Cold Frost hurriedly grabbed Ye Tian, who was about to leave.
Ye Tian was taken aback and quickly declined, "What would I stay at your house for? I have a home; I need to go back!" With that, he stepped outside.
"That home of yours is gone."
As the voice sounded, two figures appeared at the top of the stairs: one was the ice beauty Cold Moon, and the other was a middle-aged man in his forties.
It was Cold Moon who spoke. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Your hut has been burned down to ruins by a great fire."
"What! How did it catch fire out of nowhere?" Ye Tian exclaimed in surprise and confusion.
"It must be those people from the Wang family..." Cold Frost said cautiously, fearing that Ye Tian would become angry over this matter and it might affect his injuries.
With a loud bang, Ye Tian clenched his fist and struck the wall, his face showing anger as he prepared to rush out to seek revenge on Wang Weiyang.
"Ye Tian, is it?" a middle-aged man slowly asked.
Hearing this, Ye Tian stopped and looked over, seeing a tall figure with extraordinary looks and an elegant demeanor—none other than Cold Boyuan, who had helped him that day.
"What’s wrong?"
"I heard from Frosty that you saved her. Not to mention how to repay this life-saving grace, just based on your young age and such courage, I, Cold Boyuan, cannot just stand by and watch such talent wander the streets." Cold Boyuan paused but did not mention the killing of Wang Hu; instead, he continued, "From today onward, you will stay with our Cold Family. Your identity will be that of a Cold Family Guardian. Of course, you cannot eat and drink for free; you will have to work and train like the other guards. How does that sound?"
In fact, Cold Boyuan had already calculated in his mind that if he used the reason of saving Cold Frost's life to retain Ye Tian, he probably wouldn’t agree. The reason was obvious: a boy who had lost his parents not only did not become a beggar but also dared to stand up to the Wang family. Such self-reliance made it impossible for him to accept charity from others.
"Guardian? What do you mean? You want me to be your Cold Family's bodyguard?" Ye Tian asked in confusion.
"Haha, you little brat, truly ignorant!" Cold Moon couldn't help but laugh at Ye Tian's question and then explained, "Who told you that a guardian is just a bodyguard? My father wants to cultivate you! You are currently a martial artist, but looking at your potential, you might soon break through the Warrior Definition and then become a Martial Master, Martial Sovereign, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor... As for what lies above Martial Emperor..."
At this point, admiration and reverence appeared in Cold Moon's eyes: "Above Martial Emperor is the person revered by all—known as the War God!"
"Exactly! The God of Martial Arts! Just imagine what kind of grandeur it would be to look down upon the world!" Cold Boyuan gazed longingly out of the window. After a moment, he returned to normal and patted Ye Tian on the shoulder. "I see great ambitions within you; you are certainly not an ordinary person. If you work hard, there’s a good chance you could make a name for yourself at the Martial Arts Selection Tournament in five months! Wouldn't that bring glory to our Cold Family?"
Although Cold Boyuan said this, what he truly thought was simply to persuade him to stay. The younger generation of their Cold Family was abundant in talent; Cold Yang had already reached Seven-Section Warrior strength at just eighteen years old. There were plenty of people who could bring glory; he wanted to keep Ye Tian not only because he admired him but also to repay the favor of saving his daughter’s life. As for the third reason—it seemed his precious daughter had some feelings for this boy...
"Yes! Yes! Brother Ye Tian, after you win the martial arts competition, keep pushing forward! Who knows? You might be the next War God!" Cold Frost exclaimed joyfully as she saw Ye Tian wavering and cheered him on from the side.
At this moment, Ye Tian was dazzled by what they said, feeling that as long as he kept his feet on the ground and took one step at a time, reaching the pinnacle of the world was probably just a matter of time...
"Hey! Wait a minute, why can't I just cultivate slowly on my own? Why do I have to join your Cold Family? If I achieve results later, it will only give those who love to gossip something to chew on!" Ye Tian placed her hands on her hips, feeling a sense of realization and pride.
"Little Ye Tian, you don't understand this. If you happen to win the Martial Arts Selection Tournament, you can obtain an advancement certification. With this identity, you can choose to go to Divine Wood County's Cloud Sea Sect for further training. However..." Cold Moon hesitated and stopped speaking.
"But what? What do you mean by 'happening to win'?" Ye Tian asked unhappily.
"Oh, I misspoke. It's not luck; it's well-deserved." Cold Moon covered her mouth and smiled, continuing, "But what I'm about to say might make you sad..."
"A man has nothing to be sad about; just say it!" Ye Tian spoke boldly, clearly still immersed in the fantasy of being a War God.
"The prerequisite for the advancement certification is having a clear and clean identity record. However, we searched through all the records in Spirit Martial Town and found no information about your background..." After saying this, Cold Moon cautiously glanced at Ye Tian, fearing that she might upset her with the mention of her background.
However, Ye Tian's response greatly surprised them.
He laughed heartily, showing a proud expression as he said, "Of course! My mother said my father is a great hero. How could such a great hero be recorded in a small place like Spirit Martial Town? His deeds must be celebrated in Martial Sovereign Capital! Hahaha!"
If this had been said a few years ago, even Ye Tian himself might not have believed it. But after witnessing the Spiritual Treasure Compendium and the Heavenly Fire Heart Furnace, he had already convinced himself that his father must be an extraordinary figure.
Seeing Ye Tian's demeanor, the three exchanged glances, all speechless.
"Uh... I believe what you're saying is true. However, right now it's more important to get you an identity first, isn't it?" Cold Moon was both amused and exasperated by the youthful boy.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian rested his chin on one hand and pondered for a moment before saying, "Yes, I've heard some things about further training. It seems I really should get an identity first."
"Hehe, Brother Ye Tian, my father has already prepared everything for you!" Cold Frost exclaimed excitedly as she took an item from Cold Boyuan's hands and presented it to Ye Tian.
"What is this?" Ye Tian asked, looking at the object in front of him that resembled jade but looked like snowflakes.
"This is the Martial Emblem. It represents a person's identity. Of course, the qualifications to possess it require that one has practiced martial arts and has a clean background!"
"Then how can I have it?" Ye Tian asked in confusion. He was not resistant to others mentioning his unclear identity, as it was a fact, and he knew that Cold Frost meant no harm.
"Because Daddy has already taken care of it for you. From today on, your identity will be that of a distant relative of our Cold Family," Cold Frost winked playfully.
"Oh..." Ye Tian scratched his head, a bit taken aback. How did he suddenly become a distant relative of the Cold Family?
"But I haven't practiced martial arts," Ye Tian pressed on.
"You don't need to worry about that. Once you recover from your injuries, you can practice martial arts with the other Cold Family relatives," Cold Boyuan said, genuinely fond of Ye Tian, his gaze filled with kindness.
"Really?" Ye Tian lowered his head and asked timidly.
Cold Moon chided, "Does my father still need to lie to you?"
"No, no! I just..." Ye Tian slowly raised his head. At this moment, his eyes were slightly moist with emotion. Martial arts could be extremely important for a family; it was not something easily taught to outsiders. If it were for repaying kindness, then Cold Boyuan had already done enough by stopping Wang Weiyang from harming him. Now he was arranging an identity for him, granting him the Martial Emblem, teaching him martial arts, and allowing him to live in the Cold Family. All of this made Ye Tian feel cared for once again after years since his mother's passing.
"Ye Tian brother, don't cry! It's so embarrassing!" Cold Frost teased.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian quickly rubbed his eyes and retorted, "Who said that! Sister Ningyue sprayed saliva into my eyes when she was talking!" In a moment of panic, he came up with such an excuse...
"You little rascal..." Cold Moon laughed and scolded as she playfully approached him.
"Alright, alright, Ningyue, Xiaoshuang, he just woke up; let him rest a bit more. Xiaoshuang, take him to arrange his living quarters," Cold Boyuan said as he took out two items from his sleeve and handed them to Ye Tian. "These were found in the ruins of your home."
Ye Tian reached out and took the items, noticing that one was the Heavenly Fire Heart Furnace he had been worried about since hearing about the house being burned down, while the other was a dark red, incomplete jade pendant.
“Wait, I still can’t stay here! I...” Ye Tian called out to stop Cold Boyuan, who was about to leave.
“Alright, you should understand the principle of repaying a drop of kindness with a fountain of gratitude, right? You saved my daughter’s life but won’t let me repay you. Do you want me, Cold Boyuan, to be an ungrateful person?” Cold Boyuan interrupted Ye Tian.
“Uncle Leng, you also saved my life; doesn’t that even things out?”
“Even things out? Kindness must be reciprocated; how can it be considered even? Are you looking down on me, Cold Boyuan?” Cold Boyuan said with slight anger.
“Where does that come from? I just don’t want to take advantage of your hospitality.”
“Narrow-minded! I really misjudged you!” Cold Boyuan waved his sleeve and turned away.
Ye Tian had been scolded and beaten throughout his life, but he had never been spoken to like this. He felt utterly ashamed and realized that repeatedly turning away from Cold Boyuan’s kindness was indeed excessive. He didn’t dare to refuse anymore: “Uncle Leng, please don’t be angry; I will stay.”
The three of them were immediately overjoyed. Cold Boyuan said, “That’s best. Ning Shuang, please take Xiao Tian to rest.” After saying this, Cold Boyuan smiled heartily and left with Cold Moon.
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