Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

CRAZED, THE WOMAN pounced on Yang Lujia even though it was already obviously known that she could not touch a single hair of him. That was just how powerful he was.

“What the hell is going on here?” Yang Lujia mumbled as he easily dodged the relentless attacks of the woman. His thoughts were in disarray as he thought of a possibility. “Does that mean that she is manipulated of some sort?”

“Host, something is indeed wrong with her. There are dark wisps within her dantian,” Fortuniel vaguely said.

“Can you elaborate it further?” Yang Lujia asked.

“Host, there are only two possibilities for the dark wisps to exist in her dantian. It’s either she is a double-rule controller, one who can control two rules one at a time or simultaneously, or she is purposely manipulated by someone stronger than her,” Fortuniel replied, somewhat clearing the doubts of Yang Lujia.

He then formulated the most likely possibility and pondered on it while dodging the assaults of the other party, “It seems that she is likely manipulated. According to the records of the first-generation sect master of their sect, he had not encountered any double-rule controller in the third region, only in other regions.

“Then, that leads to a possibility that she is most likely controlled by someone who could control the dark rules.”

“You are correct, host,” Fortuniel answered. “Moreover, look at her appearance, host.”

Now that Fortuniel mentioned something about this, Yang Lujia looked at her with a look of amazement. It wasn’t because she suddenly got stronger, but because her hair was already all standing as though she was electrocuted. Furthermore, her skin had become as dark as charcoal while her eyes were blood-red.

“She is in her berserk form. According to my memories, the one who manipulates her should be someone who uses dark rules in order to enslave others,” Fortuniel replied. “As far as I can remember, they should be called Dark Executives. It is their specialty to control others. When they’re powerful enough, they can only use their eyes to manipulate someone and inject dark rules into their dantians, so that when they get exposed, it will be triggered and will cause the berserk form of a person like what you are facing now.”

“How can we stop her from doing all these things, then?”

“It will eventually stop, host,” Fortuniel replied. “However, by that time, she would self-detonate.”

“So, she’s basically like a time bomb,” Yang Lujia asked. “When will she detonate herself, then?”

“Her dantian can at most hold on for slightly longer than a minute. Anytime after, her dantian would not be able to hold it for long and would explode. As for you, host, you know what to do.”

“Yes,” Yang Lujia responded as he breathed in. Afterward, a barrier made from his rules of space stood erect before him, while the other party was still trying to kill him. “I think the explosion wouldn’t be able to destroy the entire building as I especially enveloped this place with the space rules.”

With that, a minute later, a loud explosion rang into the surroundings, but the sound did not escape from the room. Apart from the things within the inn’s room, nothing was destroyed, nor the entire inn itself.

Sighing, Yang Lujia said, “It’s a pity that I wasn’t able to extract any information from her. However, I have this instinct that there is still one important woman hidden within the Blue Scale Sect.”

As far as he had known, the Blue Scale Sect was the only sect the Saber Path Sect had been in contact with. After all, he heard about it when he once spied on the former sect and the fatty.

“However, he did not know their intention yet, nor what they would do with the women imprisoned in that underground prison. This is really weird,” Yang Lujia muttered as he pondered over the matter.

Nevertheless, he left the inn and went to the Blue Scale Sect’s grounds immediately. Now that she was killed, the fatty should have the means to know that she was already dead. If so, he would really try to act first without trying to notify him. As much as possible, he wanted to save that woman who had been transferred most likely to the Blue Scale Sect.

“They were able to mislead me and I truly thought Elder Sun Ling was an impostor, a spy, and the other woman who was imprisoned was the real one,” he thought as he sped up to the location of the Blue Scale Sect.

After a while, he arrived at their main gates with his identity concealed. Although he was strong enough to destroy the entire sect, he did not want some innocent lives to be dragged by his overwhelming power.

Like the old lady who sold barbecues back then, he accidentally killed her innocent son due to his recklessness—being without regard to their innocence and their families. This was definitely not something he had thought of when he was still on Earth.

Shaking his head, he directly released his mental power while still concealing himself from everyone in the sect, and there he saw women, still in an underground prison below the sect master’s hall. It seemed like both the fatty and their sect master were in cahoots with each other.

When he, the Blue Scale Sect master, ordered his son and some of the latter’s lackeys to attack a disciple from the sect, it must have been initiated by the sect master himself to test the waters of how powerful Yang Lujia was, the new guy who recently appeared within the grounds of the Saber Path Sect.

What baffled him most was the fatty’s attitude toward him when he first met him and the way the fatty was so scared of his aura back then. It was too genuine.

Although at that time when he chose to flaunt his strength was a form of warning to not make a move on him, the fatty still continued to ignore it as though it wasn’t something he should be caring about.

‘Is he also being manipulated by whoever controlled Elder Sun Ling? Are they just victims of someone stronger than them? Who is this Dark Executive toying with them?’

“Host, Sun Feng is indeed being controlled, but by a stronger Dark Executive,” Fortuniel’s voice resounded inside Yang Lujia’s mind.

“Huh? So, there are two Dark Executives toying with them?”

“Apparently, yes,” Fortuniel replied. “However, it might not be the case as well. Sun Feng must have controlled his daughter himself by using the power bestowed by the Dark Executive to him by temporarily having the power to control the dark rules. This may likely be the very reason why the dark wisps inside Sun Ling’s were weaker.”

“They can do that as well? That’s quite impressive.”

“Yes. You may also do the same thing, host.”

Ignoring the suggestion of Fortuniel, he asked another question, “How did you know that the fatty had that with him, too?”

“I have long inspected him the moment we first met him. That includes Sun Ling.”