Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

Yang Lujia was initially opposed to bringing in the people from Long Guang as they had fairly developed there very well. However, he didn't want to contain them for a long time, especially when he disappeared all of a sudden and he was not able to give any heads up of when he would exactly come back.

Three years was extremely long for him, as he had never experienced anything longer than the old men or experts in this world.

Hence, he decided to let them all out.

"I am supposedly not planning to let you all out. However, I changed my mind. It's not that I want to protect you. I just want you to experience what this realm is like without always being by my side. Caging you inside my second disciple's world is no different than you becoming my prisoner," Yang Lujia explained. "Moreover, although there are growth opportunities in my disciple's world, this realm also has them. That's why I encourage you all to get out and explore. If any of you need my help…" He trailed and waved his one arm across.

Soon enough, a number of talismans were sent into their dantians. "That talisman in your dantians—I will not tell you what it is, but it can all save your lives in danger. Don't waste it on something insignificant. Only when you're truly helpless can you use it."

It took Yang Lujia two days to make all the talismans for these people. After knowing that these life-saving talismans were made by Yang Lujia for them, their loyalty to him was brought to an even higher degree.

"We thank you, Chief Justice Yang!"

"Chief Justice?" the Shadow Trio blurted out, but they followed suit and also knelt down like the city people and the Spirit Race. It was then that they understood about Yang Lujia's talking to them to make them submit to him. It was the Origin Court—and Yang Lujia was the Chief Justice.

"Good," Yang Lujia said, with a satisfied smile on his face. "From now on, you're all on your own. However, remember to always leave a trace of yourself, even if you cannot save yourself from a predicament, because I will ensure exact justice for every one of you."

"Yin Hang," Yang Lujia called out to the kid who was also kneeling down together with the others.

"Yes, senior!"

"You can just call me Brother Lu," Yang Lujia said, adding that it shocked everyone to their core.

There were only a handful of people who were not kneeling in front of Yang Lujia, and they were those that were very close to him—at least a close relationship between them had already been forged. They include Xia Jiali, Xia Jieke, Xia Hua, and the other City Lords.

This was why everyone was shocked, because several people could not make Yang Lujia acknowledge them as friends.

However, unbeknownst to them, Yang Lujia was actually treating Yin Hang like this because Yin Hang had the Treasure-Amassing Body. If he could bring him with him, he could make this kid become his baggage counter. Although he had Fortuniel as his storage space, he had to at least sort those treasures, weapons, and whatnot, that were for him and those that were for others.

"Senior Brother Lu!" Yin Hang was so elated that he stood up and went near Yang Lujia, clutching his arms like a baby into Yang Lujia's. "Senior Brother Lu! When are you going to teach me sword arts again?!"

Yang Lujia found himself helpless against this kid. This kid had suffered in the hands of those from the Saber Path Sect as a servant. Apart from that, he was also the kid whom he casually taught, but later found out that he was actually an empty treasure trove!

"I'll teach you if you accompany me to a place," Yang Lujia said, his face devoid of the coldness he would always put on his face in front of others who were strangers to him.

If he could take this kid as his disciple, he would have already taken him as his disciple. It was just a pity that Fortuniel did not acknowledge his talent and even berated it and compared it to his overwhelmingly powerful disciples' talents.

"What about your Senior Bai? Would you just leave him alone in his farming?" Yang Lujia also looked at the City Ancestor, Senior Bai. "Senior Bai, this kid has suddenly become an unfilial kid to you."

Senior Bai, the father of City Lord Ice, just laughed it off and looked at Yin Hang jokingly. The latter subconsciously shivered at the look shot at him by Senior Bai. It was because he was traumatized by how he was taught by Senior Bai about how to properly farm.

However, in truth, Senior Bai was just trying to cultivate Yin Hang's patience in order to maximize his talent in cultivation. Yang Lujia also decided to hand over Yin Hang to Senior Bai, who had indulged himself in farming.

All of them laughed when Yin Hang actually hid behind Yang Lujia, trying to defend himself from Senior Bai. However, Yang Lujia soon frowned as he scanned the crowd. He felt like he had missed something.

Everyone also noticed this. They were actually ready for this and bowed their heads in sorrow—but all of these were actually just arranged by 'that' person for them.

"Uhm, excuse me, Senior Xia—"

"Chief Justice Yang, just call me by my name. We decide the seniority here based on strength."

Seeing how agitated Xia Zhiguang had become after addressing him as Senior Xia, Yang Lujia could not help but smile. These were the people he needed the most. However, he still shook his head and said, "Senior Xia, practically, in terms of age, you are much older than me. I am merely a person of the younger generation. It would be rude to call you by your name. I apologize if I ever called you that in the past, Senior Xia."

Xia Zhiguang just helplessly nodded and showed an awkward smile. However, the sorrow in everyone's faces was still evident. Yang Lujia's gaze seemed to have caught this sight and realized something was amiss.

He had scanned the crowd with his mental power, even the entire world of Long Guang, and 'that' person was indeed missing.

"Everyone... Can anyone tell me where the old lady is? The one who took care of my disciple before?"

Every one of them just shook their heads in silence.

Yang Lujia did not immediately get the gist, but he had a hunch about it. It was only a hunch, though. Therefore, he still asked, "What happened?"

He tried to maintain the stillness of his voice, and he was able to, but it was quivering slightly, unlike his usual demeanor and authoritarian tone.

"Chief Justice Yang, that old lady… she has left the world…"

Yang Lujia felt dejected. There was a pang in his heart that he was not able to understand why he would feel so. Why would he be so attached to such an insignificant person like her? Why would he be so guilty of killing an innocent person like her son when he himself is ignorant of the fact that he was her son?

He could also be said to be innocent in that matter.

Moreover, the old lady was a mere mortal and her son should be nothing much as well, but the burden in his heart, until at present, was slowly accumulating that it simply rendered him unable to breathe normally.

As soon as he noticed this, he quickly isolated himself because he didn't want anyone to see his vulnerability. He was always this kind of person. He never liked people seeing him in a state where he could be taken advantage of.

"Why am I feeling like this?" Yang Lujia asked himself.

Only after a while was he able to stabilize his condition. There was a slight crease on his forehead as his instincts were telling him, at this point, that something was wrong. He felt like the old lady was still alive. However, he dared not impose the sin of hiding the old lady on the others, as he knew them more than anyone. With his strength, they would not even dare to do anything such as destroying a part of the world he made.

Hence, he suddenly felt skeptical.

That old lady was someone he had coincidentally met before. She was selling barbecue in a stall and even shared with him her pride over her son's deeds. Moreover, at that time, he did not feel anything out of the ordinary. In fact, he only admired the old lady for selling barbecue—wait.

Yang Lujia's eyes widened as he realized something.

"If her son was truly a cultivator and someone who had a job, then why would that old lady still work as a stall vendor selling barbecue? Is there still a need for her to acquire money for her to raise her son?!"

Yang Lujia's eyes shone with a strange light. He looked at the blank space in front of him and muttered under his breath, "Who are you, old lady?"