Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA WAS powerful but he was not powerful enough to topple the entirety of Da Shikong, even more so when his strength was being suppressed. He could feel that the suppression had even become stronger than when he was in Da Sishen.

Although he was suppressed, however, his overall combat prowess also increased. He could feel that the rules he could control were the densest he could sense around him.

Nonetheless, he was not as powerful as he was in Da Shenghou wherein the suppression was very weak that it could simply not contain his powers, wherein he would not even rely on the rules around him but create them through just a thought.

Now, he could rely on the rules in the environment. The denser they were, the more powerful he could become. It was just like in Da Sishen where he ought to find the rules of flame and frost—which led him to two places that contained most of them.

He was no different than the others at the moment. He might be able to create them but not as proficient as he was more so when he was still staying in Da Shenghou. Perhaps there were also rules in the Five Realms he could not see. For example, those invisible rules that he could barely see with his purple eyes seemed to always accompany the other rules when he’d try to control them.

Lying down with a gourd in one hand inside the residence Elder Sun Ling prepared for him, he thought about his disciples’ situations, wondering if they were all doing fine. Especially Long Guang whom he doted on the most. He was also a bit worried about Feng Huang, but he was confident with the treasures he gave her. No one should be able to touch her._.

As for Lin Diyu, he did not need to worry about that kid as well. Among the three, he should be the most sensible and cautious as he had been with Yang Lujia the longest. Moreover, he was the one who knew his rules, so that disciple of his would probably not just recklessly do things as he would do before.

“I wonder how they are right now,” Yang Lujia muttered as he stared at the blank ceiling, his eyes in a trance. “Now, I feel the loneliness again, from the time I was on Earth like no one was there for me to talk to because I thought of everyone as my enemy.”

When he mumbled these words, a knock that came from the door of his residence pulled him back to reality. “Brother Dum Gai, are you there? Can we have some chitchat?”

“Come in,” Yang Lujia replied. When he saw the man walking into his residence, which was even more extravagant than the fatty’s, he grinned after drinking another shot of wine from his gourd. “Aren’t you afraid of me back there? Did you—”

“No,” the fatty replied, shaking his head. “I was indeed afraid, though. But only because you are strong and not because I thought you would kill me. If you were going to do it, you would’ve already done it, Brother Dum Gai. Anyhow, again, although it’s vague, I trust my daughter’s instincts, although something changed of her. It might be some sort of adulting issues. Anyhow, you’re a good young man.”

Yang Lujia sighed as he continued lying down with one leg over the other. “So, do you accept my proposal? Do you want to submit to me?”

“I’ve always wanted to, Brother Dum Gai. However, I was just afraid that it would be disrespectful to the past sect masters—”

“No, I won’t be doing anything to change or rule the entire Saber Path Sect by depriving you of your freedom. I just want you to choose my side no matter what happens,” he immediately refuted. “Brother Fatty, that’s not the kind of person I am. You could even say I am restrained. Only if I don’t have disciples to take care of or something that bothers me, I wouldn’t be here at all. I want to gather my forces to fight against something. The more I gather, the better.”

The fatty lowered his head as he stared at the wooden floor. “Then, what am I supposed to do, Brother Dum Gai?”

“The future is uncertain. We have to get prepared,” Yang Lujia said. “For the time being, I have no plans in mind, but I only have one goal to accomplish at the moment.”

“What is it, Brother Dum Gai?”

“Just call me brother,” Yang Lujia said. “Anyway, my goal is just simple…” His eyes sharpened as his grip on the gourd tightened. “I want to…”

*

There were three major paths that a cultivator can tread on. Long Guang learned more of this from the Dragon Emperor. When one would reach the Saint Realm, they would be able to choose any of the three major paths they would want to choose.

“What did you choose, dear nephew?” the Dragon Emperor asked, his hands being fidgety. “Tell me! Tell me!”

“Hmph!” Long Guang replied as he crossed his arms across his chest. “I won’t tell you anything about it!”

The Dragon Emperor immediately became disheartened at his reply. Who could imagine that the Dragon Emperor, Long Hao, was being treated like this by a child? Others see him as a mighty figure that could single-handedly ravage or destroy an entire kingdom but look at him now. A little kid easily overturned him.

If others would hear about this, especially those Saint Emperors he knew, they would either probably not believe it or laugh at him.

“But, uncle, I can sense it. I feel like my master has already come to this realm. I can feel it. After reaching the Saint Realm and after ascension, I did not feel anything from him. But now, I can feel it already. Does this mean the master lied to me about him ascending to this realm? Or was my master sent to another realm instead and he just recently found his way here?”

The Dragon Emperor got a hint of Long Guang’s thoughts. “You could actually sense it? Your instincts had gone sharper, right?”

“My instincts?” Long Guang looked at him with a baffled expression. Although he got some memories that could help him cultivate, he was still a bit lacking in terms of in-depth understanding of them. After all, he was still an eleven-year-old child. Technically speaking.

“Yes, like what is taught to us, if we have paths like the dominance path, the fiery path, or anything path, then we also have major paths above them. The three of them are called the Body, Spirit, and Mind.”

“Yeah, I pretty much knew of that, uncle,” Long Guang replied. “But what do you mean by instincts getting sharper?”

“You chose the dominance path, my dear nephew,” the Dragon Emperor said in a serious tone, reverting to his dignified aura. “I can surmise that you chose two of the three major paths like fuck. You chose Mind and Body, right?”

Without Long Guang saying anything, the Dragon Emperor already knew that he was right. “While the Body Path focuses on training your physical strength, the Mind Path is more leaned towards sharpened instincts, intelligence, and perception. You both have them, nephew. The Dominance Path… it’s a path that needs both.”