Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

NO MATTER WHAT Elder Sun Ling did, she could not catch up with Yang Lujia's speed. It was as though Yang Lujia had become space himself. It was truly such a shocking feat as according to what she said, people who could comprehend the rules of space are one in a million.

"You… why can't I see how you control the rules of space you comprehended?" she said, gasping for air. Fortunately, when she looked around, there were no disciples or her colleagues around, so she toned down her heightened emotions a bit and spoke calmly to him.

Yang Lujia's eyes suddenly turned purple and looked at her from head to toe. It was as if he was a machine used to scan diseases within the body. Then, he talked, "I see. You only have three crowns. I know I'm going to sound arrogant but you're pretty weak."

"You! You didn't even answer my question! You really wanted me to go all out and fight you to death?" She was driven by her emotions that she forgot how she was played by the other party. "And what's with your purple eyes? Why are you looking at me like you're stripping my clothes?!"

"No, I am not. I only wanted to see your cultivation level. Also, I never had the intention to fight. I only wanted to ask some questions since I'm new here," Yang Lujia replied, swiftly evading her question. "Do you mind if we'll talk for a bit?"

Elder Sun Ling was thrown into a trance and gnashed her teeth for how much of an asshole Yang Lujia was for his smooth-talking that perfectly shifted the topic to his request.

Staring at his nonchalant face, a face that wouldn't particularly stand out amongst the crowd unless given special attention, her first impression of him was that of a normal young man who was lost in the middle of the woods.

Who would've thought he would be the monster in the woods instead?

"Alright, I'll comply with your request about the questions you intend to ask. However, before that, I must ask you two questions. First, where do you come from?"

Yang Lujia then nodded, understanding what she meant. Anyone would be suspicious if you'd suddenly appear in front of them. Hence, he honestly answered, "I came from the lower realm, Da Sishen."

"What?! Someone as strong as you came from the lower realm? You know, those people who just ascended from the lower realm were mostly bullied for their weaker strength, but you must be a Saint like me, right?"

"I thought you're only asking me two questions?" Yang Lujia asked, his tone questioning her reliability.

She then let out a cough in embarrassment. "I'm sorry. I was just too caught up about being defeated by someone who's coming from the lower realm. If it were someone else, I'm afraid that that person would have already fought you to death. Nevertheless, I believe you for now."

"Hmm." He gave her a slight nod, his eyes darting into hers as though it was telling her to ask him the second question already.

"As for my second question, who are you?" Her face was solemn as she asked him. She was really just afraid that the sect would offend an expert like him because this young man might be on par with their sect leader.

Yang Lujia pondered about it and thought of what name he should use this time. He had been fond of naming others and himself since his journey began in accepting disciples. Besides, he had enough of the name, Cao Nima.

"I am just a nobody, though."

"How can someone be a nobody like you? Moreover, I am not asking to get an answer like that. I am asking you of your name—"

"No, that's two questions already. Your second question is too general for me to answer specifically."

Elder Sun Ling pinched the skin in the middle of her brows. She was extremely frustrated with how the conversation was going. "Would it hurt if you tell me your name?"

"Of course, it would," Yang Lujia replied. "Do you know the rules of karma? I haven't comprehended them yet, but I know that once a person gets bound to another by some sort of relationship, they would get into trouble if the other person causes or is involved in some turmoil or dispute."

"You're thinking way too deep!" she grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. "While it may be true that karma of knowing your name can tie me to your future troubles, I am not afraid of troubles."

"No," Yang Lujia said as he shook his head. "I'm not concerned about you at all. I am concerned with myself having karma with you. What if you suddenly get yourself into trouble in the future?"

Elder Sun Ling was speechless. 'Weirdo! He's a complete weirdo!'

But he was not wrong, though. It was just that he was too shameless.

"Can you tell me another name, then? I can call you that." Seemingly convinced, she just asked her for another name, afraid that she would get crazy if the conversation would be dragged further.

He nodded. "Hmm, I think I'll go by the name Dum Gai."

"Yeah, right. Suits you well, it sounds like a dumb guy." She really didn't know whether she should laugh or cry for him.

"Exactly," responded Yang Lujia with crossed arms, immediately agreeing to her comment.

"Are you dumb?" She couldn't find the words to say anymore. She was so done with this guy. How could this guy be a spy when his personality—no, she was being too light about this matter.

She must be careful, lest she'd fall into the other party's probable trap.

"Alright, I've answered two of your questions. It's time for you to fulfill my request," Yang Lujia said before she could even say anything. "I want to see the person leading your sect, though. His information would be more valuable than yours. After all, you're just a Saint with three crowns. Your knowledge about this realm must be limited."

To his surprise, Elder Sun Ling actually just agreed to him readily. "That's true. My knowledge is indeed limited."

"Why did you not get angry? I was planning to humiliate you and make others come here, though." Yang Lujia had a disappointed look on his face.

Elder Sun Ling couldn't take it anymore and slapped her forehead. 'Weirdo!'