Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

AFTER HUNTING SOME void beasts, the trio had a barbecue party. Yang Lujia gladly served his two disciples while inviting their attention to his superb cooking skills. In Lin Diyu's world, he stored all the void beasts he hunted. They even caught a Void Dragon, a void beast that was said to be extinct.

"Void Dragon, if you don't want to become our meal, I can only kill you and roast your meat," Yang Lujia taunted, his lips forming an upward curve.

Long Guang stared at the Void Dragon with interest. This Void Dragon had the same aura as him. The only difference was its eerie gaze, its presence was capable of suppressing his breath like a dragon himself. Yang Lujia, however, could not feel the pressure this Void Dragon was emitting.

"Vile human, how dare you to humiliate this Void Dragon!" it roared, so loud that it made Long Guang and Lin Diyu's hair stand on end. "What's your name, human? How are you so strong? Are you from that world?"

Yang Lujia continued to restrict the Void Dragon's movements inside the Blood World. "I'm Yang Lujia. I don't know why I am strong. I also don't know what world you are talking about."

"Yang…" the Void Dragon uttered in shock. Its eyes were like huge marbles with a hint of dread. "You, are you from there? No wonder…"

"What are you trying to say? Do you know who I am?" This time, Yang Lujia didn't intend to roast the Void Dragon alive anymore. He only wanted to get information out of curiosity. It seemed like his background of having no parents was as complicated as he thought it wasn't.

However, the Void Dragon was too bowled over to speak even a single word. It just stared at Yang Lujia with horror. He remembered. There was this blood. This blood could make all the other creatures shudder in fear.

Seeing the posture of the Void Dragon, he only sighed. It seemed like it had gone crazy. He must have imagined something terrifying to make him react like this. Despite its size and its overbearing claws and wings that could span an eighth of Da Shenghou, it still became a scaredy-cat about something related to Yang Lujia's identity.

'Who am I exactly?'

"Forgive me, Young Lord! Let this foolish one kill himself for you to enjoy his meat!" The Void Dragon prostrated itself and cut his head off his gargantuan body. "Please…"

It even burned its soul away.

Yang Lujia and his disciples were taken aback by what had transpired. He thought he could extract the memory from the Void Dragon's head, but he never expected it to end its life after seeing him, or rather, simply knowing his name.

'Do I come from an ancient family or something? Why do I have the feeling that my background is so terrifying?'

Yang Lujia couldn't blame any of his suspicions. After all, when he came to this world, he was only a baby. At that point alone, it could already trigger a series of incertitudes and unbiased premonitions.

"Never mind," he uttered and sighed once more. "I'll figure it out soon... somehow. It should be known that I belong to the Human Void Race. It seems like I am also a person of the Void."

"That is only natural, Host. Fortuniel also originated from the Void. Although Fortuniel's entire memory was blurry, it could still remember its origin. I also saw the Host lying down unconscious in a certain part of the universe."

Yang Lujia was startled by the system's interference. It seemed like it had really gained its own consciousness and could now be able to talk with its Host—that, he could conjecture objectively.

"Oh, also, can you show me the things I received from the ten lottery draws again? I seemed to have missed some of them."

[Entrance Qualification for the Pan Gu's Ancestral Ruins]

"Where is this Pan Gu's Ancestral Ruins, Fortuniel?"

"The Host will find it himself."

Yang Lujia had a slightly disappointed look as he ordered his disciples to start chopping the Void Dragon with the knife he gave them. He didn't have to worry about whether they were able to cut through the Void Dragon's body. After all, the knives he gave them were divine artifacts he personally made with his forging knowledge.

If other forgers or blacksmiths were to know about this, they would die in shock. What about the thousands of years they spent working for it? What were their efforts accounted for? Yang Lujia wasn't even twenty years old, and yet he acted as if his forging knowledge had yet to reach its peak.

[Exclusive Zhao Dilao Information]

"Finally, something useful," Yang Lujia said with a smile. "With this, I'd be able to kill and eliminate the Echinemon Race. Can you show me the details now, Fortuniel?"

"Yes, Host."

[Exclusive Zhao Dilao Information: Zhao Dilao has fetishes for smelly feet and despises men with large and fat breasts. He also enjoys eating people's shits.]

"What the fuck?" He couldn't help it. This information was just too not-so exclusive. The only exclusive thing about this was, perhaps, the fact that Zhao Dilao didn't disclose these things to other people.

"Fortuniel, why is this so useless?"

Fortuniel, the system, didn't answer him. It only remained silent and showed him the other draws he made from the Wheel of Fate.

[1,000 Heaven-Ranked Elixirs]

[Grand Vacuum Limbo (Divine Artifact)]

[Grand Vacuum Limbo (Divine Artifact): A Divine Artifact capable of swallowing cultivators whom the owner wants to swallow. It is only ineffective against cultivators whose cultivation realm surpasses the owner.]

[Emperor Endlessness Scripture]

[Emperor Endlessness Scripture: A scripture capable of extending the lifespan of the cultivator practitioner to infinity. Note: Emperor Endlessness was the former owner of the scripture.]

[...]

[Ding! Congratulations to Host for killing the Child of Pan Gu for the first time. Host receives a Gift Package. Will the Host choose to open the Gift Package?]

"Open!"

[Ding! Congratulations to Host for obtaining 100,000 Years' Worth of Cultivation. Will the Host integrate the Years of Cultivation?]

"Yes!"

Other than those mentioned, the others were practically useless to him. It didn't matter, nonetheless. His gaze shifted to his disciples as he finished rummaging through his loot. They finally finished chopping the Void Dragon. It was time for them to have it barbecued!

"Long Guang, come here for a second," Yang Lujia called as he was munching some of the Void Dragon meat he was eating. He noticed that there was something glowing inside Long Guang's body. It bothered him.

"Master?" Long Guang stopped playing with Lin Diyu and approached his master, his eyes glistening with innocence."Wat matter, Master?"

Yang Lujia didn't idle and grabbed Long Guang into his embrace. He placed the Long Guang in his arms and tapped the chest of his precious disciple. "As expected…"

Inside the body of Long Guang, he saw something incredible. No, rather, it was something engraved in Long Guang's soul. If it weren't for it glowing and showing signs, he would not have discovered it.

It looked like a large tablet with ancient writings on it. He couldn't understand any of it, but he knew this was something that could harm his disciple's soul. "Fortuniel, do you know what this is?"

"Host, this is a tracking device, a divine artifact at that! This divine artifact belonged to the Echinemon Race! It has the aura of one of them."

"Tracking device? What?" Yang Lujia's eyes grew cold. "That race is really a nuisance! They really won't stop chasing my disciple!"

With his cold gaze, he stared at the large tablet. Clattering sounds then sounded. Ploddingly, clefts traced themselves on the tablet's surface. Soon enough, it broke apart into pieces, disappearing completely. As his consciousness went back to the outside world, he stared at the skies.

This threat. He must eliminate it as soon as possible. However, he didn't know their overall power. He dared not act so rashly. Otherwise, it would become his downfall. If possible, he didn't need to move his own hands. After all, revenge could only be best experienced when it was done by the one who was wronged.

After Zhao Dilao heard the news from his subordinates regarding the death of the elders they sent to Da Shenghou, he got furious and almost destroyed the table in front of him. It should be known that the table was made of the strongest metal there was in Da Sishen, but it was still dented by the power he had shown. This sight teetered on his subordinates.

"How can they die? Who is the unknown force who killed them?"

"Young Master, you don't have to worry. Your father, the Lord Patriarch, issued a backup. While fighting the Dragon Race's Lord Patriarch, he placed the Tracking Bloom Tablet on the other party's body. Once the Dragon Race's Lord Patriarch, it will automatically transfer to his newborn son," a higher-ranking subordinate explained.

Zhao Dilao stood up from his seat. His ever-imposing aura spread throughout his own palace and grinned. "This time, Long Guang, you can't escape my grasp…" But then, his grin turned into a frown. "However, why am I having this feeling? I feel so uneasy… uncomfortable…"

"Bad news, Young Master! The Tracking Blood Tablet…" The subordinate who came into his palace was panting heavily. "The tablet, according… according to the Lord Patriarch... itwas already destroyed. The only thing he could find out was… the dragon baby, Long Guang, was still in the Realm of Life, Da Shenghou!"