Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

It was only natural for the Vermillion Bird to be flustered by Yang Lujia like that.

Knowing also his character, the Vermillion Bird had already seen it and she knew from the very start that Yang Lujia was someone who would value his closest team and friends.

It was only that, before, Yang Lujia never had the clearest thoughts and did not understand the weight of him, saving his disciples or a couple of his friends. Only when he understood the weight of his actions did he then realize that it was more than what he felt initially.

He might have thought that the things he did were nothing, but others would not naturally think that way. Now, he understood.

Hence, the sudden change in his temperament.

He would now consider the feelings of others, even if it was only the tiniest bit.

Only unless someone dear to him was hurt, the feelings of others—whether grievances or helplessness could be discussed. He now had firmly developed this principle in life.

The Vermillion Bird let out a small cough to wash away the awkwardness in the atmosphere. She then looked at Yang Lujia's pure eyes. Again, she was mesmerized for a moment, but she did not dare dillydally and immediately told Yang Lujia about the second test.

"I don't know what the second test would be about. His Highness, your esteemed father, at that time, only told me that you will undergo the torment of facing the wrath of flames."

"Flames?" Yang Lujia was surprised.

He himself understood the rules of flames. However, he was sure that the rules of flame could not only be limited to one type. Clearly, he was aware that what he comprehended was merely the most basic flames.

If he incorporated the rules of darkness then, wouldn't that make the flames even stronger? He had this thought before, but he was actually certain if that would work. However, the world itself has its own wonders. What he thought would not work might work.

The wonders of this world could not be explained by logic. The mystical energy that they cultivated, qi, could already arouse several questions.

Once again, Yang Lujia was transported to a realm. However, this one was rather filled with the aura of endless peril. With closed eyes, Yang Lujia could feel that there were already different ranges of temperature assaulting his body.

Some made him feel cold. Some made him feel the aura of death. Some made him feel like what awaited was nothing but impending destruction. At this point, he was already filled with astonishment in his heart.

At the same time, he felt pain. That was because his cultivation level was actually forcefully reduced by half, rendering him almost powerless in this realm.

As soon as he opened his eyes, his jaw was already almost dropped to the ground. What he saw was something he would not expect to see.

A myriad of differently colored flames was floating in the space around him while some of them were even crawling on the ground. To his amazement, there were even brown flames and vibrant ones.

This was truly unexpected!

After calming down, Yang Lujia prayed in his heart that these flames would not become the cause of his death. Although he would eventually revive if he'd be dead, he really didn't want to sully his father's reputation and become a son who was not fitting to carry his shoes.

Despite him already realizing some things, he still could not extricate the feeling he had back then—that feeling of always trying to surpass his parents, especially his dad. He also had the urge to do the same here. Therefore, he could not falter.

His dad managed to leave him alone as an infant.

As a father, his actions were extremely hateful.

No matter the reason, Yang Lujia knew that he would eventually be bound to accept it—may it be for his own good or that his parents in this lifetime were just the same parents he had on Earth. He was not certain.

And one of his ultimate goals at the moment, after knowing that he had an extremely powerful father who might be looking down on him as well, was to surpass the other party and suppress him if he could.

Yang Lujia then looked at the countless number of flames jumping around. Some of them even took the shapes of beasts or humans and seemed to be talking amongst themselves, circling Yang Lujia.

Although they did not have eyes, Yang Lujia could feel the disdain they felt towards him.

And at this moment, a notification appeared in front of him once more. Yang Lujia then realized that his task wasn't an easy one. He realized that his conjecture in the past that combining two different types of rules, like combining the rules of flames with the rules of darkness, was not something unfounded. It could actually happen.

He might have done it before. He didn't know. But now, he had to make sure he was conscious when he'd do it.

Yang Lujia then went through a number of flames while the latter kept on assaulting him, even to the point that he felt like his body would explode. Yang Lujia subconsciously checked his dantian, only to witness nothing but a blurry one. This was the system not allowing Yang Lujia to know his current realm.

Therefore, he did not mind about it. It was his fault in the first place.

Hence, he could only advance and find the flame that he should comprehend.

If he could comprehend that type of flame, he knew that he would be able to accomplish this task. But this was only the first thing that he would do. Naturally, there was something he needed to do afterward.

Despite the pain he felt because of the different types of flames attacking his body as if they were trying to probe into him, he marched toward that type of flame he was tasked to comprehend.

It was a green-colored flame!