Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

"HOW ABOUT MY sister? When will we save her?" Feng Huang was somewhat anxious about her sister's safety. The Echinemon Race had been known for their devilish means of hurting or killing others.

And at this moment, Yang Lujia actually told her to wait for them to come back. He had not had enough time!

"Don't worry," Yang Lujia said. "If I'm not mistaken, your sister has a smelly feet, right?"

"She often uses her smelly feet as an attack to distract her opponents every time. However, how do you know something like that?"

Yang Lujia could not bother to explain anything to her. She had not yet acknowledged him as her master, so what she can know would also be limited. "Zhao Dilao has a thing for smelly feet and men with fat breasts. He sounds like a homo to me."

"What's a homo?" Feng Huang was baffled. She then shook her head and ignored what Yang Lujia told her. "You have to hurry up! My sister might not be able to endure it anymore! What if she was killed before we could save her?"

Yang Lujia simply shook his head. "That won't happen. Her smelly feet will keep her alive. Zhao Dilao will make sure of that. By then, we can save her. Also, I really don't know their location. This Echinemon Race is very cunning with their ways. Hence, I need to go to the Valley of Gods to find out about their whereabouts through their auras."

"Can't you let us come with you? I also want to teach that race a lesson!"

With regards to this one, Yang Lujia was also helpless. "If I could, I would have already wanted to. This Valley of Gods isn't as simple as we all think. The one who created this graveyard of Saints could even be said to be stronger than I am."

Of course, that was a lie. He just didn't want to unseal his real strength. Otherwise, it would implicate everyone in Da Sishen. Only Fortuniel knew about his strength and this little boy told him that he did so, it would harbor destruction in the entire Da Sishen.

"It's that strong?" Feng Huang felt helpless as well. "Then, can you just get stronger?"

Yang Lujia rolled his eyes. Recalling something why he went back to their room, he pulled out the Guardian Robot whose combat prowess could rival the peak of the God Emperor Realm. At least, he would be more assured if they had another fighter in the group other than Feng Huang and Brownie.

[Congratulations! Host obtains the Guardian Robot!]

[Guardian Robot: It is a robot with no spiritual qi of heaven and earth in its body. However, at the moment, its body can only compete with a God Emperor. When the Host feeds it with metal, it will naturally evolve into a stronger entity. Note: It eats any metal as long as it can help its body become more robust.]

Feng Huang, Long Guang, and Brownie were dumbfounded when they saw Yang Lujia took out this Guardian Robot. It was dark silver in color, bare all over. Its eyes were crimson red. Posture and body-wise, this Guardian Robot had the best body he had seen so far. Apart from himself, of course.

"What should I name her?" Yang Lujia saw that the robot had no genitals. When it also spoke, it sounded a like a woman. Hence, he could only give it a woman's name.

"Master," the Guardian Robot clasped its hands and bowed slightly at Yang Lujia. She was aura-less but it made Feng Huang and the others' hearts palpitate. It was as though this puppet-like creature was as strong as them.

"Master?" Long Guang was bewildered. "Junwor, sistwer? Anader disypol?" (Junior Sister? Another disciple?)

Feng Huang snorted at him and said, "What junior sister?"

Long Guang wore an even more confused look.

"Alright, from now on, she'll be accompanying the three of you. It's not the more, the merrier this time. It's the more, the safer you all will be," Yang Lujia said. "I also thought of a name for her. From now on, we will be calling her Metallie, since she likes to metal so much."

Yang Lujia then pulled out a lot of swords and other sorts of weapons. It dazzled the little dragon, Long Guang. He even pounced on these weapons, thinking it was some sort of treasures.

Just like Yang Lujia suspected, dragons always liked shining treasures.

"Long Guang, this is not for you. It is for Metallie to eat, okay? Soon, master will give more shining treasures, more beautiful than this!" Yang Lujia smiled at this little dragon.

What made him speechless was what Long Guang did after he said that. Long Guang actually helped Metallie eat the swords first. He sorted out the weapons, separating a sword from a saber and the likes.

"Can iiit Long Guang?" (Can Long Guang eat it?)

Yang Lujia wanted to laugh but was at the same time caught in tears. He just covered his face with one hand and stared at this little dragon. "No, it will tear your stomach apart. Don't eat it. When you grow like me or your senior brother, you can eat it then."

'Let's see if you eat them then.'

Feng Huang looked at Yang Lujia and at Lin Diyu by the side. "Does Senior Brother Lin Diyu also…"

Yang Lujia nodded at her. "Yes, he will go with me. His cultivation practice… it's kind of complicated."

He didn't want to reveal too much to Feng Huang at this point of time. This little girl had not yet accepted him as her master. Although she looked innocent, he couldn't trust her completely yet.

He had to wait for the time.

Even if he had accepted her as a disciple, her mouth was simply a disaster. It was already kind of him to tell her she was strong enough.

Lin Diyu was learning from him. This kid was more promising, although his talent was the lowest among the three. Even so, he still had to guard against him. After all, he revealed quite a lot with Lin Diyu about himself.

He had to have to be beside him. Always. If he got separated from him by chance, at least he would leave a part of his soul to monitor the kid. Or let Fortuniel tell him about Lin Diyu's feelings and whatnot. He just didn't know if Fortuniel would be able to tell so.

Nevertheless, he just had to guard against future troubles.

"Okay, we will go now. You three, be careful." He then turned to the Guardian Robot. "Your name's Metallie now. Guard them. If they're in danger, save them if you can."

With that, he disappeared with Lin Diyu and appeared right in front of Xia Jieke. "We're done with our business, we can go inside now," Yang Lujia impatiently said.

"Wait for a moment. My father wants to meet you."

Yang Lujia's mind gyrated. "No, what does your father want with me? I'm only the weakest among the top 10 participants!"

Xia Jieke's mouth twitched. 'What the fuck is your definition of weak, then?! If you're weak, what I am? As a Saint, please try to preserve my dignity a bit, will you?!'

Xia Jieke coughed a bit. "That's not it. It's just he has something to ask you about."

"Make it fast. You go after him and ask him his question. Then, relay it to me. You will pass the answer to him, afterward."

Xia Jieke, "…"

"Hurry up!"

Xia Jieke, "…"

Yang Lujia got somewhat anxious about the City Palace Lord calling for his presence. Seeing the two tokens left in Xia Jieke's hands, he hurriedly vanished and caught the two tokens.

While Xia Jieke was in a daze, Yang Lujia and Lin Diyu already disappeared from his sight. "Damn it!" He could only grit his teeth.

Later, he only sighed in defeat. Facing his father once more, he said, "Father, I've tried my best to hold him back for a while, but it seems he became anxious after I told him you were seeking an audience with him."

"Anxious? Why does he act like a timid brat?" Xia Zhiguang could not help but let out a cough then laughed. "Truly interesting! Interesting!"

When Yang Lujia and Lin Diyu entered the Valley of Gods, the former sighed at the matter. When did the City Palace Lord fancy him? Why would he want someone like him who was placed the last in the Annual Death Competition?

He purposely did that to not incur more attraction from the crowd or anyone at the same level of the City Palace Lord.

Snickering, Yang Lujia then changed his appearance. "Do you think you could trick me like this? You actually had a disciple of the Central Domain to secretly follow us?"

Since his goal of entering the Valley of Gods was already fulfilled up to this point, he was already satisfied with it. He had nothing more to ask. Hence, he would not pretend to be Cao Nima anymore or let Lin Diyu become Cao Xiaoma.

When Lin Diyu heard this, he became vigilant. Later, unknown to him, his face quickly changed.

After seeing the faces of the two and their clothes, the disciple was baffled. 'Aren't they supposed to be Cao Nima and Cao Xiaoma? Who are these freaks?'

"Hey, the two of you! Who are you?" the disciple shouted, not intending to hide anymore. He had the burly appearance with a large pair of breasts. "From which race are you from? I don't remember seeing someone like you in the Annual Death Competition of the Five Territories!"

"Oh, we're from the Echinemon Race," Yang Lujia said, grinning sinisterly.

The disciple was almost frightened to death and fell to the ground unconscious.

Yang Lujia was dumbfounded. "Is the Echinemon Race so scary?"

What they didn't know was that this burly-looking disciple had already experienced being captured by Zhao Dilao. Zhao Dilao almost brought him back to the secret location of the race. Fortunately, he was saved by the family patriarch.

Recalling the time when Zhao Dilao intimately touching him in the chest like a coquettish lady, he was really scared out of his wits.