Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

ARRIVING AT THE other end of the forest, he arrived at the Sirin Grave Sect with the little girl in his hand, sleeping soundly. Ever since he got closer to the sect, the little girl gradually came to stop crying in pain while her figure became more condensed than it was—unlike before—she was fading from existence.

Although he was a ruthless person in the past, it was different now. This little girl had a kind heart. Such an innocent little girl, he could not bear not to help her.

The more he traveled around the world, the more he came closer to these realizations in life even though he was already this strong. And the more he realized these things, the more his thoughts over things were changing.

Nevertheless, he still had to take her to the sect master, her cousin. After all, if there was anyone who knew more about the little girl's circumstances, it could only be her.

With that, although he thought of changing his appearance to suit a woman, he still did not do it. It was so disgusting, no matter when he thought of someone like him suddenly transforming into a woman. It wasn't like he wanted to change genders, though.

"Stop, male human!" The women guarding the gates of Sirin Gate Sect turned their spears at him, as though he was some virus that needed to be taken care of quickly. Otherwise, if not, they'd be infected.

Yang Lujia just shook his head. He then disappeared in front of them as he didn't want to be caught up in further trouble.

"Huh?" The women were baffled, looking at one another like they probably had only seen an illusion.

But who was so daring to do such a thing to them?

When Yang Lujia was within the sect grounds where no one was around, he scanned the whole place and was actually having a hard time finding the little girl's cousin. Alas, although she was the sect master, she was a woman and he could hardly identify anyone because the women's strengths here were almost the same to one another. Unless…

"That should be her. After all, she must be someone with the strongest aura if she could become a sect master of a large sect like this," he thought as he disappeared once more, appearing in a profound-looking room where the woman was sitting on top of her throne-like chair.

Seeing her appearance, Yang Lujia gulped. Other than her peerless beauty, the aura she carried with her was the same as his mother's, who had made his childhood more hellish than it already was with his father pressuring him to do his best. Even when she was closing her eyes, he could actually feel it.

Seeing that she seemed to be asleep, he took some steps closer to her, carrying the little girl in his arms. "Excuse me… ma'am?"

"Who!" The woman suddenly stood up and released her aura which was like a tsunami. If compared to the fatty, she was much more formidable. The fatty's aura would only amount to normal waves on the shore.

When the woman finally realized Yang Lujia's existence, she directly unsheathed her sword and pointed it at him. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

'Moreover, how did I not sense his presence when he entered? Is he someone from the Second Region sent by my father to take me back? Impossible! That despicable man!'

"Uhm, I'm only here to return your cousin? This little girl seemed to be in pain and asked me that she wanted to go back here and to her daddy. She also told me about you. I was just afraid that something happened to her—"

"You don't have to say anything," she cut him off, which made him almost choke in his throat. She then got near him and hurriedly snatched the little girl away from his arms. "Did you touch her?!"

"Huh? No!" Yang Lujia was a bit frightened by the amount of pressure she was giving him right now. Although he was strong, the aura she was exuding reminded him of his terrifying mother from Earth.

"You are lying! All men are the same! You are no different from them!" the woman insisted, her eyes trying to drill into his soul, with so much pressure.

Subconsciously, Yang Lujia erected an invisible barrier around him, as though he was afraid of being seen through by the woman. Despite his nonchalant expression, he was really afraid of her. "You're wrong, woman. Men are all not the same. I don't want to sound defensive, but I haven't even touched a woman in my entire life."

She was quiet for a while.

The two of them were having a staring competition.

Yang Lujia didn't want to back down, lest he'd become someone she would hate. Moreover, the little girl wasn't the only reason why she was here. It was because he wanted to conquer this woman, not by heart but by soul. Literally by soul. He wanted to etch fear into her heart.

Soon enough, she sighed. "Lan Mingyue."

'Is she trying to introduce herself by saying her name?'

"Dum Gai," he replied. "I see. So, you have the same name as the little girl."

The woman glared at him that it almost made him jump in fright. "What do you know?"

Nevertheless, he still resolved himself.

"I don't know if it's rude to ask, but why does she seem like her existence is something very vague? I'm truly baffled about this matter."

The woman remained silent as she caressed the little girl's hair. "I also don't know."

"Is that so…"

"Yes."

"..." Yang Lujia was speechless this time. The entire area was still fluctuating with the amount of qi surging from inside her, as though he felt the rage coming from the bottom of her heart.

"Who are you? What is your purpose, male human?"

'Why are they all calling me like that?'

However, instead of opposing her, he lowered his head as a form of respect and said, "Woman, I am here to conquer you," he said with a straight face.

"What did you just say?"

BANG!

The floor cracked as though a volcano from below the earth erupted or a beast that had been slumbering for a long time awakened. However, Yang Lujia was determined this time.

After all, in his previous life, before he even reached the peak of his life, his mother was someone he wanted to conquer the moment he grew up. But alas, fate played him worse that she died before that dream of his came true. It was the same for his dad, inheriting the business that they had at a very young age.

"Again, I am here to conquer you and the sect," he said, again.

Her surging aura grew denser and denser that if Yang Lujia was not unbelievably strong, he might have already suffered some injuries from her aura alone.

"Do you know what it means to be conquered by a man? It just means like being a pet being played by him. I've already seen it in my eyes—the dread of someone loving a man to her fullest only to find out he had another woman."

"Ah…" Yang Lujia reacted and soon realized what she was saying. "So, it was true. That's quite tragic."

"Are you making light of what I just said, male human?"

However, Yang Lujia remained unperturbed as he looked at her with even more delight in his eyes. "You're just like someone I am always looking forward to meeting at the peak of my life."

Lan Mingyue ignored him as she gently placed the little girl on the ground. Her aura then spread out like wildfire as she suddenly appeared in front of him. "Space-Cutting Art!"

Without seeing her making her move, a sword slash was produced nonetheless as it approached Yang Lujia in a blink of an eye.

"The rules of space?" he subconsciously muttered as he barely managed to evade her attack. He then heaved a breath, as though he escaped from almost entering hell. "Hoo… that was close."

"What?" the woman uttered in a trance.

Even before, she did not let her guard down. It was because she could sense that the man before her was someone very strong. However, she didn't expect that he could simply avoid her strongest attack just like that.

Yang Lujia grinned, noticing her dazed expression. "Why did you stop? Aren't you stopping me from conquering you?"

"Shut up!" she shouted, but before she could launch another attack, the sound of a little girl suddenly brought her back to her senses.

"S-Stop… b-big sister… big brother… h-he's not a bad m-man…"

"Little Ming!" She sheathed her sword and hurriedly carried the little girl in her arms as she sat down to place her on her thighs. Her eyes were filled with worry.

When Yang Lujia realized how thin the fabric of her clothes was, he gulped. Although he found it disgusting to love, her beauty really piqued his interest.

"What happened, Little Ming–"

"Big sister…" The little girl smiled at her. With her little hands, she tried to reach the cheeks of Lan Mingyue and the latter instinctively lowered her head down for her to let these little hands touch her. "Y-You don't have t-to worry about m-me… after all… i-in the first place… we are one… y-you and I… we are only o-one person…"

Hearing this, Yang Lujia himself was somewhat dumbfounded.

"What?" he even subconsciously muttered that it made the little girl turn in his direction.

"Brother Dum Gai, when I truly disappear from this world, I hope you can take care of big sister. You are a good man. Big sister will be able to dispose of her hatred toward daddy if she continues to be under your care…" the little girl said, through a voice transmission. "Farewell, Brother Dum Gai… I am now going to fuse with my big sister… hopefully… she will change by then… I finally found someone for her to live and marry…"

"What the hell is happening?" Yang Lujia asked in a muffled voice.