Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

"INTERESTING. THEY REALLY intend to make an enemy out of me, huh?" Yang Lujia said after interrogating his three new servants. "It seems that my decision to leave you three alive helped me ascertain my suspicions. If they wanted to do things this way, then let me play with them."

When the Shadow Trio heard what he said, all the hair on their bodies stood in response.

Yang Lujia turned his head back to them and asked, "What are your names?" he asked. "I don't mind knowing you since all of you have now become my servants."

"I'm Xia Gulle."

"Xia Chen."

"Xia Li."

Yang Lujia was a bit taken aback. "Are you brothers?"

"Yes, master," they chorused.

"By the way, you all have the same surname as the family I have already known from the lower realm."

"What?" Their minds went blank all of a sudden. "The master comes from the lower realms?"

"Yes, what's your problem with that?" Yang Lujia asked and ignored their reaction, but it shocked the trio to the core. "Also, now that you've become my servants, I definitely won't mistreat you like the people who surrendered to me. For now, since you have no use for me, I will send you to the world of my second disciple."

"You have disciples, master?" Xia Gulle, who seemed to be the leader of the group, could not help but ask.

"Yes."

"Where are they now?"

Yang Lujia shook his head with a sigh that surprised the trio, contradicting his earlier behavior of threatening them. "I don't know the place they are currently living, but they're here in Da Shikong, in this realm. I let them explore the world for themselves instead of having me by their side, always guarding their safety. They can't grow like that. Worse, they'd form an almost-irrepressible dependence on me as they grow stronger."

"I see," Xia Gulle said.

After that, Yang Lujia waved his hand and the Shadow Trio disappeared from his sight. While he sent them to the Dragon World, it wasn't exactly the same place where the others were residing, especially the people from Da Sishen. Frictions might happen, so as long as he was still not finished his work outside, he must separate them in the meantime.

Moreover, these three people would probably become more afraid or worse destroy the Spirit Race in the Blood World as they were Saint Kings themselves.

Speaking of the Spirit Race, he had the thought of visiting them once this was all over. However, he still had things to take care of at the moment, so he temporarily disregarded the idea.

With that, he continued his way back to the Saber Path Sect. As he arrived, he tried to use his mental power to see through every corner of the sect and the aura of Elder Sun Ling was still nowhere to be found. Hence, instead, he looked for the fatty in the sect master's chamber at the large saber that stood erect from the ground.

"Fatty, how have you been? Where's your daughter?" Yang Lujia asked with a wine gourd in one hand, appearing like he was just there for leisure.

"Huh? Aren't you going to the Sirin Grave Sect?" Sun Feng, the fatty, asked back.

"I changed my mind. I will conquer the woman the next time around. Now that I've answered your question now, it's time for you to answer mine. Again, where's Elder Sun Ling?"

"Oh? Her? She went out for a mission?" the fatty said as he sighed.

"Really?" Yang Lujia had a questioning gaze despite looking drunk by the wine he was drinking.

"Yes," the fatty replied with a face showing regret.

"Alright." Then, Yang Lujia disappeared from the chamber and went directly straight to the young man who had the Treasure-Amassing Body. The moment he looked into his cultivation level, he was shocked and somewhat satisfied.

"He already reached the Foundation Path Realm from being stuck in the Ten Meridians Realm for a long time? Just like what Fortuniel had said, although his body was not used for combat, it was still something that could make anyone jealous of his cultivation speed."

He smiled as he continued watching the kid sit in a lotus position, absorbing a massive amount of qi into his body. "It's like it's also one of his advantages of being able to get stronger by absorbing qi faster than anyone else because of his body. Qi is a treasure in the first place. What a gifted child."

He then went down from the sky and landed in front of the young man. The latter opened his eyes and gripped the saber from his side, thinking of launching an attack against the intruder.

"Not bad, your perception has become better than before," Yang Lujia praised.

When the young man heard his voice and saw his appearance, he immediately withdrew his saber and knelt on the ground. "My Lord!"

"What?" Yang Lujia himself was dumbfounded by his actions. He did not expect such a dramatic scene would occur. "Why are you kneeling? Get up!"

"Yes, My Lord!"

Yang Lujia slapped his forehead and said, "Cut it. Call me senior instead. It's quite strange to be called your Lord. I barely helped you in your cultivation."

"No, you have helped me more than you think, senior! If not for my Lord—senior's grace, I wouldn't have made it this far. Moreover, senior, I have discovered one thing about my body, I could actually store several things in it!"

"Young man, you're a talented one. You have a special body that others would covet or do, in any means, to get their hands on it. In this cultivation world—"

"You don't have to explain, senior! I'll join you! I'll gladly become your servant. Before, when my family was slaughtered by a group of cultivators, I cowered and raced away, but when I actually felt my power increasing, I regretted not cultivating in my early years."

"You're smart, but what happened to you and your family was too tragic. Anyway, but would you continue to carry that regret with you?"

If Yang Lujia were to put his feet in the young man's shoes, he would probably understand what he had gone through and would do the same. He still remembered how frightened the young man was when he first saw him. He could not imagine the trauma this young man could have experienced.

Somewhere deep in his heart, he must have been longing for revenge.

"No, senior. It's already in the past. Besides, my mother and father don't want me to regret it forever. They would be sad on the other side of the world if I don't work hard to continue living…" His eyes were filled with resolve, which really made Yang Lujia admire his reignited fighting spirit more.

"That's good. Anyway, now that I think about it, I haven't asked you for your name. What's your name, young man?"

"Yin Hang," the young man calmly replied.

"Huh?" Yang Lujia was dumbfounded. "Your name really suits you. A bank."

"A bank? What is that, senior?"

Yin Hang expressed his doubts through his eyes, but they quickly faded away after hearing another question from Yang Lujia. No matter, the senior was someone who helped him overcome his fears and strive for the greater good of himself. Otherwise, his love for saber and cultivation would have already been extinguished by now.

Yang Lujia just shook his head. "Anyway, do you mind if I name you something more beautiful?" He grinned, obviously happy with what he was about to name the young man.

Yang Lujia was proud that his naming sense was far more advanced than any other human or even beast. Perhaps even the so-called gods and immortals in the heavens would cry for his superior talent in naming.

To his surprise, the young man showed an elated look when he offered to give him a new name. It was very contrary to what he expected him to be reacting. After all, he must have used this name to retain the memories he had with his family.

Although Yin Hang liked his own name given by his parents, he didn't intend to use that name for the rest of his life as he would again succumb to his own grief if he did not have anyone to speak to, or rather, he did not want to remember those things anymore. Even if he badly wanted to avenge them in his heart. Thus, he'd rather bury it deep inside of his and use a name other than the present name that he had.

As a servant of the Saber Path Sect, he especially wanted to be taught by someone. Now that someone was finally willing to teach him the way of the saber, he could not neglect this chance of getting stronger.

Perhaps he might be able to avenge his family in the future if he'd see those cultivators who wiped them all out except for him who barely escaped.

"Yes! Yes! It'd be an honor, senior!"

"Alright," Yang Lujia said, also feeling excited about naming again. "Hmm… then what should I name you…"

The young man had a look of anticipation on his face.

"Then, since you're basically a small treasure house, then I shall name you…" He pondered on it even more and soon raised his forefinger when he finally thought of the 'perfect' name…

"From now on, I shall call you… Piggy Bank!"

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A/N: Classes on our side of the world have recently begun yesterday. Despite that, I will still write chapters for the novel as it'd always make me feel empty when I wouldn't be able to write a chapter in a day. Hence, no matter how tight my schedule would be, I'll still be writing. Unless the situation calls for necessary and temporary cessation, I won't stop writing. Moreover, thank you for all the support I am receiving. Next year, hopefully, I would be able to post a new novel and join the WSA 2022.

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