Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA THOUGHT of something and dispersed the sword qi he condensed. He wanted to know how proficient he was with the rules in Da Sishen, where the limits of the realm would be able to bring him.

Making a clockwise full-circle motion of his arms with his fingers accompanying the rules of space, the lines of characters were like sharpened ropes in his eyes. Oblivious to the echinemon elders, their lives, no matter how prepared they were to defend themselves, would still be stolen away.

As exquisite as it was, Yang Lujia knew that only Saints could see the rules in each of his fingers. Like ropes, each line of space characters circled around every waist of every echinemon elder.

A grin formed on his face as soon as he saw the profusely sweating echinemons. After all, these people never really knew what Yang Lujia was intending to do.

“What is he trying to do? Why is he acting like that? Had he become a clown?”

“I don’t know either, but I think it’s some sort of powerful art. We have to be careful.”

Yang Lujia’s arms rested beside him, his palms still open wide. It was as though he was just there as a guest of a show and performing for what he was paid for.

“Third elder, do you really think he’s that powerful? What the Junior Ancestor Zhao Yi said to you?”

“Junior Ancestor Zhao Yi told me that the man who arrived outside our separate world is extremely dangerous. But you’re right, I am also doubting what she said now. However, look at his eyes. Are those eyes of a normal person?”

“Purple…” the other elder said. “Wait, is he really—”

Yang Lujia, who grew annoyed with their conversation, muttered something. As soon as he said a word, everything around him within a diameter of at least a kilometer had frozen._.

Even the wind was not able to enter the place where he forcefully used the rules of time to suspend everything he wanted to suspend. Even sound wasn’t able to pass through. No matter the silence, however, it did not inflict anything serious on him.

“As expected, I am really suppressed by the realm,” Yang Lujia muttered. “I could only stop time within a limited distance and a limited period of time.”

Seeing the shaking rules of time, getting loose, Yang Lujia knew that he had to finish this quickly. With that, if anyone were here to witness such a sight, they would probably flee frightened flies.

As he clenched his fists, it was as though everything shattered around him. The separate world the Echinemon Race was extremely proud of was breached open with narrow and wide cracks appearing in space.

It was as though an explosion but a silent one.

Not only that, the echinemon elders who were there to stop him had their eyes wide open. As they bowed their heads to look down at their bodies, they knew that they had met their doom.

As they expected, their bodies were cut into halves, like they were meat prepared to be eaten by the guest in front of them.

Yang Lujia grinned at this sight. Trying another move, he controlled the rules of space once more and even made thinner lines of characters at this point. Soon enough, a net of space rules gradually formed, interlaced with utmost care.

As this huge net of rules arrived at the still-conscious echinemon elders, they did not even recognize it as they vaporized into blood mist—none of their body parts were left. It was as though they were reduced to nothing; their qi unfurling and integrating with the rules of Da Sishen.

“Interesting, rules are really powerful like what my old man said when I was a kid,” Yang Lujia muttered as his purple eyes penetrated into the damaged separate world of the echinemon race.

“Wait! Stop! Who the hell are you?!” Zhao De, who was the most unruly among the five junior ancestors, moved in front of Yang Lujia. But however unruly he was, he already saw what had transpired.

This was an enemy that didn’t even need to move his feet in order to kill several God Emperors. Could Saints even do that?

No.

Could he defeat him?

Although not certain, it was near that uncertainty. At least that was his train of thought.

Zhao De’s face was solemn as he looked at the ever-calm Yang Lujia.

Almost instantly, Zhao Yi arrived beside him and began to size up the man before them. This was the man who severely damaged their separate world like it wasn’t a big deal.

She had been having an ominous feeling since they were rained with the rules of curses, causing several casualties, but she didn’t even dare to think about it.

Yang Lujia also sized them up. Finally choosing to trust his own purple eyes, he managed to guess their cultivation levels. Both of them were at the First Stage of the Saint Realm, the realm above God Emperors.

At this time, he didn’t really trust Fortuniel anymore. However, although he could use his purple eyes, it was still taxing for him, now that the realm was trying to limit all his abilities.

Looking back as well, he had wasted a lot of his time just to fucking track down this despicable race who was the closest friends of avarice and malevolence.

“You two, who are you?” Yang Lujia asked.

“We asked you first. Who the hell are you? We need an explanation from you now!” Zhao De was furious, thinking how torn their separate world was now because of this man before them.

Some of the members of the races then arrived behind them, including the three ancestors and the patriarch himself, Zhao Fenhua. But the latter had a rather quick instinctual response.

Due to that, when Zhao Fenhua stared at Yang Lujia, the back of his mind was already screaming for him to run away. As such, he didn’t hesitate to turn back to the hall and looked for Long Guang.

He then dragged the little dragon with him as well as his son who was still confused about the tremors before and the aftermath of the sudden tearing sounds. Even if he was away from the place where the separate world was most damaged, as a peak God Emperor, he could guess what happened.

Their separate world was already ruptured from the outside.

“You better surrender whoever you captured. You both have the smell of my little disciple’s scent. I can also sense the aura of little phoenix from the two of you and the one behind you…” He stared at Zhao Xiaoran. “You have the aura of Brownie, my pet puppy.”

As he stated those, no one dared utter a word. Yang Lujia then swept his gaze to the crowd. “Whether you don’t hand them over to me, I will still destroy all of you. Who dared to fool me with Zhao Dilao’s clone in the Valley of Gods?”

His voice was so ethereal but at the same time scary.

“You’re mistaken!” Zhao Yi quickly interjected. “We didn’t capture anyone during the time when the Valley of Gods opened!”

Yang Lujia frowned, his voice growing solemn and more oppressive than it was. “You still dare spout lies to me? I can sense the three of them within your separate world. Thanks to you bringing them to your secret place, I was able to locate all of you. Now… oh?”

Yang Lujia’s eyes flashed with slight surprise as he managed to capture the slight movement within this dark world of the echinemons.

“They’re trying to bring him with them? Despicable!”

“Defend!” Zhao Yi shouted with all her might.

Zhao Xiaoran also brought out his sword as he intently stared at Yang Lujia. Although he was of the Echinemon Race, what he always wanted was for someone to fight with him. Even their eldest brother could not severely injure him or kill him.

Today, he finally managed to encounter a very strong opponent. He could feel it. The other party was very strong.

With that, he flew from behind Zhao Yi and Zhao De, slashing his way toward Yang Lujia. However, before he could even approach the latter, his body exploded and turned into meat paste.

Zhao Yi’s eyes bulged out of her head. “What did you do? How… how is this possible…”

She knew very well how strong Zhao Xiaoran was, even stronger than she was. Among the five junior ancestors, he was the most gifted in terms of diligence.

However, the other party didn’t even move and he was able to kill him without looking?

In fact, it was not only Zhao Xiaoran, some other within a certain distance from him also met the same fate.

“As expected, as soon as rules became chaotic, it would be hard to use the rules of time and space. Alright then,” Yang Lujia muttered and raised to the air, particularly when he sensed that the Echinemon Race used some means to let Zhao Dilao with Long Guang and that other Echinemon Race escape from here.

“However, if I don’t use the rules of space, I wouldn’t be able to locate them,” Yang Lujia thought as he forcefully weaved one line of characters for the rules of space. “I need to find them first. Feng Huang and Brownie…”

When his eyes glowed even more, everything around him froze. He tried to surpass the limits of Da Sishen and forcefully used the rules of time to suspend all his enemies for a while. As such, no one could make a move against him, unless they were stronger than him.

An unspoken rule, the typical rule of almost every cultivation novel Yang Lujia had read on Earth.

Within the separate world, a certain line of the rules of space paved its way around the whole area. As if it had eyes, it traversed from one place to another; speed being ridiculously fast.

Finally, when it arrived at the core of the separate world, it stopped and wrapped the two figures who had long been left unconscious due to deprivation of qi.

“Found you.”

The moment Yang Lujia said that, everything went back to normal. Zhao De and Zhao Yi’s eyes were filled with disbelief. “How…”

Sure enough, Brownie and Feng Huang were already beside Yang Lujia.