Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA AND his disciples went to Guile Magus Academy to talk about what happened to Xiao Yue. He wanted to clear things up with the second supreme instructor, who was the master of the deceased. Hence, he brought along with him all the people who were witnesses to what happened.

Obediently, they all followed him behind. They obviously didn't want this young monster to obliterate them in one go.

"Second Supreme Instructor Zhao Lishu," Yang Lujia called as he sat down opposite the other party. "It must have reached you about what happened to your disciple. Do you have any objections to what I did?"

Zhao Lishu looked at Yang Lujia as though this was nothing relevant to him. He sipped his tea and lightly placed the cup on the table. "Cao Nima, isn't it?"

"My question is answerable by yes or no. Why do you have to add more words to your reply?" Yang Lujia yawned as he gently drummed his wide-open mouth. "Again, do you have any objection to what I did to your disciple?"

Zhao Lishu's eyes flashed. He stared at Yang Lujia with contempt mixed with anger. "Presumptuous! Are young men already so disrespectful nowadays?"

He stood up and conjured a sword made of qi, placing it against Yang Lujia. All the other people in this particular room tensed up. The situation escalated so quickly in a blink of an eye.

Although Zhao Lishu was cautious, he really couldn't suck up the idea of being looked down on by this young man. Moreover, Xiao Yue was someone with a sensitive background. He must protect him at all costs. Otherwise, he would be the one who would die.

Yang Lujia turned his eyes on this man. He still couldn't understand which part of his strength this foolish supreme instructor had forgotten. Compared to Yang Lujia, whose cultivation level remained unknown, this man was akin to an ant. Even if, among the three most respected people in the academy, he was the strongest at the Seventh Stage of the God Emperor Realm, Zhao Lishu still didn't amount to anything in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lujia smiled at the man whose sword made of qi made the former feel something. With his white teeth showing, he said, "Zhao Lishu, do you believe that I can kill you?"

Only then did Zhao Lishu reclaim the sword and turn to face the smiling Yang Lujia, whose entire body was emitting chills. He knew that although this Cao Nima only had the same cultivation as him, the other party was still stronger. His combat prowess alone could probably fight someone in the Saint Realm. "I apologize for my actions—"

He was cut off, however, before he could sit down. "Strength determines seniority in this world, but I am a considerate and good person. Thus, I am oftentimes ruthless with people older or younger than me. However, if you're old and disrespectful, of course, I won't respect you. The wind doesn't always blow in the same direction. It changes. The fact that you didn't reprimand your disciple for always trying to provoke my disciples equates to not respecting me. Now, with this logic, do you still think I will remain nonchalant over the matter and just smile as if nothing happened?"

"…"

Seeing that the other party was stunned, Yang Lujia continued, "Old men and women alike, they'll only deserve my respect if they'll respect me as well. As for you, you don't have what it takes to be respected."

Zhao Lishu then woke up from his trance and his face beamed like a tiger who couldn't wait to pounce on his prey. "Fuck you!"

Yang Lujia's face turned solemn. "Everyone here could testify to what happened. What exactly do you want? In the Elimination Round, Xiao Yue always provoked me and my disciple. If it was only at that time that he tried to measure our patience, I would have long forgotten about it. I might have taken it as something like, he was only a young-blooded child that had not grown up yet. It was at this second time around that I was able to sense something was wrong. We clearly instilled fear in his heart, but why did he come again to provoke us? What is exactly your motive?"

"Okay, that is enough," the first supreme instructor said, and he signaled everyone to go outside. "Cao Nima, you're a promising child. Don't waste your time on something trivial like this."

"Do you think it's trivial to threaten my disciples?" Yang Lujia's words froze everyone on their feet. "First Supreme Instructor Dai Yingu, you should know about what happened. I won't stop until I milk out something important from this man."

As the atmosphere reached a certain height, a voice broke it instantly, "Uhm, master, so you're awake all this time?" Only then did Liyu realize his master was awake all along while his second junior brother's eyes were shining. After the former spoke, the latter immediately went on top of their master.

"Yes," Yang Lujia replied.

"…"

"Then, why are you sleeping when you can wake up…"

"I don't like standing."

"…"

"Master, you should have sat down instead to rest and continue cultivating."

"I don't like meditating. Besides, I don't know how to. I only know how to sleep and eat."

"…"

Everyone, "…"

"Okay, where were we?" Yang Lujia then stared back at the first supreme instructor. "Dai Yingil, right? Anyway, what did I tell you again?" He yawned again. At this moment, however, his vigilance wasn't lost at all. Although he felt sleepy, his instincts had always been spinning round and round to observe his surroundings.

Dai Yingil, "…"

"Cao Nima, don't push yourself too far!" Zhao Lishu was really infuriated by this point. What did this kid take him for? The other party was obviously looking down on him. The fervent look of that ten-year-old kid was also giving him warning signals. "Get out of here! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"Alright."

"…"

"I also want to eat and sleep," Yang Lujia said as he stared at Lin Diyu. "Ready my bed, and let's go to the most renowned restaurant that sells delicious food."

"…"

"Yes, master!" Lin Diyu nodded, his heart welling up with excitement. Then, he hurriedly channeled out his qi midair. Soon enough, a bed made of qi appeared. Yang Lujia lazily lay down and closed his eyes.

"…"

"Zhao Lishu, you are in the wrong now. Why do you still have that temper? Do all of your kind act like that? Quick-tempered? Also, Xiao Yue is now dead. What are we still doing in this academy?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Lishu felt disdain for the other party. "I thought your clan was the strongest in a certain prison in the Nether Universe? Why do they have to send someone to guard Xiao Yue's life as weak as you are."

Unlike Zhao Lishu, Dai Yingu did not feel provoked. Instead, he was feeling conflicted. "Hey, our task is to protect Xiao Yue. Now that he's gone, what are we going to do now? Aren't we better off dead? Our Saintess would really kill me."

Zhao Lishu's face turned grave. "That's right. I just didn't expect that kid to unleash his aura and become discovered. Moreover, do you recognize that little girl with them? Her aura, I can feel it. My instincts are telling me she's also not from Da Sishen. I just wanted to eliminate a strong variable that could hinder our plans."