Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA WATCHED in amusement as the fight between Sun Feng and Jia Ling continued. When he checked that the girls in the underground prison were not touched by anyone since he left, he sighed in relief.

To him, this was like a game, but he could not forsake the sanity of these girls just for his so-called games. Schemes are good, but if they become detrimental or could cause great negative infliction to someone, he would not be able to sleep with a clear conscience. As heartless as he was on Earth, there were still bad things he never liked doing, such as tolerating this shit.

"JIA LING! RELEASE HER AT ONCE!"

"HAHAHA! SHUT UP, YOU MEATY JERK!"

Jia Ling swung his right arm to the side, intending to attack Sun Feng in the head. The latter evaded it without much of a problem, as if the move was something he anticipated. When Jia Ling made his next move, it was still the same case.

He couldn't hit the fatty, Sun Feng. Almost as if purposefully.

There was something wrong with this. Although both of them seemed to be working together, they should still have enmity against each other. However, when Yang Lujia checked the expression of Jia Ling, it was as though he had been deprived of his emotions.

Even when he was yelling, his face didn't change as much as he would have expected.

Activating his mental power, he pushed it through Jia Ling's dantian and saw something he was correct to suspect. "Black wisps! He also had those. However, just like what Fortuniel said, it seems to be weaker than the fatty's."

BANG!

When their bodies clashed, it produced a deafening sound in their surroundings. Yang Lujia realized that peak Saints like them were already so powerful, but he didn't know why—for some reason, whether it was because of his real cultivation level or not, he did not see them as a threat—just some ant he could squash at any time with one of his fingers.

Moreover, during their entire fight, they had not been using the rules surrounding them for a while now. It was just pure physical strength defending and attacking each other. However, Sun Feng had used it before—the rules of devouring, while Jia Ling used the rules of strength to enhance his already-strong physical body.

It was his first time encountering such rules. However, he was not totally oblivious to them as he knew some of the rules recorded in the Saber Path Library's books.

The rules of devouring had a different shade of color to them; they were somewhat dark gray. However, as the name of the rules suggested, it involved devouring anything to aid the cultivator in his cultivation—to which the process of absorbing qi would be faster than others, depending on the comprehension of such rules.

If Sun Feng had had a high comprehension of the Inferior Rules of Devouring, then he should have already gotten past the Saint Realm. It was the same case for Jia Ling, whose rules involved self-enhancement of strength. Its color was somewhat reddish, akin to the flesh.

"I wonder if rules are also ranked. For example, time rules are certainly stronger than the rules of strength..."

Before Yang Lujia could ponder about it, Fortuniel's voice sounded in his mind, "Host, you are correct that they are ranked in terms of how much they can maximize the prowess of the cultivator. As for the Inferior Rules, they are ranked as early, middle, and peak.

"Due to the lack of understanding of the rules, Sun Feng and Jia Ling are stuck at the early stage of the Inferior Rules and are still unable to advance to the next realm, as it is one of the requisites in order to become a Saint King."

"What if it's already beyond the peak stage? What are those rules called?"

"You will soon know about it, host. You will slowly learn about it."

Yang Lujia's mouth twitched after hearing Fortuniel's response. Stingy.

'What's the point of hiding it from me, anyway?'

"Alright, I'll discover it on my own."

Yang Lujia was really unaware of anything regarding this one. It was the system that helped him grow up into whoever he had become at the moment. His current cultivation level could also be credited to Fortuniel. After all, he did not even have to do anything to get stronger.

His grandfather also said that he had slowly caught up to the former's cultivation. Could it be that his grandfather could see through his cultivation?

Speaking of that old man, he was not even taught about rules and such. It was like his grandfather was just there to pamper him. It was safe to say as well that, other than his grandfather, no one knew how strong he was.

Because his grandfather could have already surpassed him or the limits of this world.

"Could the rules I comprehended be also due to the system?" his question, somewhat muffled.

"Host, I only aided you in your cultivation. It was you who comprehended the rules yourself," Fortuniel replied, to which the content shocked Yang Lujia.

"What? Why do you so, Fortuniel?" he asked, clearly bewildered.

"I do not know your circumstances, host. However, while you were cultivating back then, it was as if it was only natural for you to comprehend such rules. While you were sleeping, eating, and doing other leisure activities, you tended to comprehend them involuntarily. It's like they were engraved into your mind and soul."

"Could it be because of the Supreme Heavenly Scripture? Wait, it's upgraded, right? What happened?"

"It only modified some of its flaws, host. However, it did not cause any substantial effect on the host's cultivation. The way the technique was constructed was also fixed. You call it grammar in your world. Nevertheless, the scripture is still unpolished. Hence, Fortuniel thinks it can still be upgraded."

"What? You know about that? That I came from another world?"

"Yes, host. Apparently, it appeared in my memory bank after my recent upgrade."

"Let's talk about it after some time. It seems like their fight has been dragged on for too long. After that, let us find a way to remove those black wisps from their bodies. There's gotta be a way, right?"

Hearing no response from Fortuniel, Yang Lujia just sighed and decided to put an end to their useless fight.