Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

“Host, you can rope in this child,” Fortuniel’s voice suddenly sounded inside Yang Lujia’s mind. “He has the luck that no other cultivator has. Moreover, unlike the other two just now, he was purer and he had not been tainted by their rules of sin.”

Before Yang Lujia heard Cai Hong’s reply, Fortuniel’s words intrigued Yang Lujia’s attention. “What luck does he have that separates him from the other cultivators? Are they those golden-tinted rules I see around him?”

“Yes,” Fortuniel replied. “Other than the rules of the wind, he had the rules of luck with him, but it seems he didn’t know about this, as the rules of luck are as strong as the rules of space and time. Luck is a rule that naturally occurs to anybody. Everybody has the rules of luck around their body, but his luck was just too abundant that he could affect the luck of those he deemed his companions.”

“Above the Saint King Realm is indeed the Saint Emperor Realm, senior. My master once said to me that Saint Emperors could create small worlds with the wave of their hands. That’s all I know. Even my master has only seen a Saint Emperor once in his lifetime. He said that at that time, that Saint Emperor was just like an insurmountable mountain. Once you bang your head with him, you would surely die.”

Yang Lujia was shocked by the exaggerated description. He then asked Fortuniel whether what Cai Hong said was true, but the system remained silent.

“Fortuniel, if you can’t answer my questions, then how would I fare with these Saint Emperors?” Yang Lujia meticulously asked, only remembering how Fortuniel did not want to spoil him with every information.

He did not know if there was a reason for that, but it seemed like he would exert some effort in order to learn about something. After all, in order to benefit from something, it has always been a general rule to exchange what you want to benefit from with just compensation.

“You don’t have to worry, host. And that’s all Fortuniel  can say.”

“Ah! Forget it! Based on how you measured my strength when I broke through the Valley of Gods, it seems like I am much stronger than I thought. Why did I choose to hide my cultivation realm anyway if I were just going to show off my strength like this?” He then stomped his foot, annoyed by his stupidity. After all, he could not always remain idle in one place in this world. Eventually, he’d move in the future and this was what exactly happened.

However, his stomp trembled the entire sect.

Cai Hong was immediately frightened and quickly prostrated himself in front of Yang Lujia. “Senior! P-Please forgive me! I should’ve answered—”

Yang Lujia abruptly cut him off, “Stop. That wasn’t my intention.”

Shaking his head, he said, “Tell me about everything you know about Saint Realms, from the Saint Realm to Saint Emperor.”

“Should I narrate it to you here, senior? Or should we talk alone?” Cai Hong carefully asked as he scanned the women around them.

“What’s inappropriate about it?” Yang Lujia was confused.

“Ah! Nothing,” Cai Hong quickly replied. He then fidgeted with his fingers. “It’s just that… it’s about the Saint Emperor I once encountered when I was still young. I don’t know, but when I learned about the Saint Emperor Realm, I naturally regarded that senior as a Saint Emperor. When I compared that senior to my master, the former was much stronger, so it led me to such a conclusion. My master is only a peak Saint King, after all…”

Yang Lujia raised an eyebrow. “And what’s that got to do with what you’re going to tell me now?”

“Actually, that senior made me strip my clothes back when I was fifteen to check my aptitude and said that it wasn’t that bad. He said I could cultivate without worry and hence, he sent me to my master to become a disciple there… and he said another thing… I just remembered about it now…”

Yang Lujia’s face twitched when he heard that this kid was forced to strip. He was suspicious of it, because to check the cultivation aptitude of someone, one wouldn’t need to strip the other.

“Why are you telling me this? What did you remember?”

“It’s because he said that on the day when I met someone eccentric and someone who loathes those who sexually harass others, it’s the day that I should start serving him. Do not worry about it, senior. My master already knew of this fact. I just don’t know what he’ll do since you killed his two talented disciples.”

Ignoring the fact that Cai Hong warned him about their master, Yang Lujia quickly asked, his tone slightly agitated, “Do you know the name of that senior?!”

“Unfortunately, he didn’t tell me his name even after I asked his name. Moreover, he seemed to know you, senior. Only that your face is a bit different from what he described. However, I can feel it, senior. It was you that I was waiting to arrive.” Bowing down and then prostrating him to the floor, Cai Hong felt the passion of serving this man before him. It was like he was born to be someone’s servant.

Yang Lujia was suspicious of this and asked the kid, “What does he look like? Can you still recall his face?”

‘Could it be my grandfather? That old thing always liked to act mysteriously. He was the one who brainwashed me not to tell anyone of my cultivation for it might incur future troubles… well… it’s the opposite… whenever other cultivators see me as a mortal, they’d always find trouble with me… too troublesome! A large part of my decision to hide my cultivation level was because of him. After all, he is the one who knows most of the Five Realms’ rules and the way how people here work and do things.’

But why did he suddenly give him a servant?

“I don’t know, senior. I cannot remember his face after that encounter. It’s actually such a wonder to me that I have such a desire to become your servant, but that’s all I desire in the bottom of my heart.”

“That’s indeed strange,” Yang Lujia said, but he remained vigilant.

Cai Hong’s peculiarity was quite odd in itself. Who would expect someone to suddenly bow down to you and become your servant?

“If senior suspects of my desire, the senior can just tell me to die and let me die,” Cai Hong said, his eyes showing resolution—unlike the fear he had just felt way back.

Yang Lujia narrowed his eyes. ‘It’s definitely my grandfather’s work! That old thing is really weird! I can’t understand him sometimes.’

Helpless, he replied, “Alright, there’s no need to go to such extremes. Anyhow, I was the one who offered you to join under my wing. Now, that you’re one of my people—”

“Senior, I am not ‘just’ one of your people, I am your servant for life and death. When you die, I will die as well. When you continue to live, I will continue to live.”

Yang Lujia was shocked. ‘What kind of pill did that old thing feed you to devote yourself to me like this?!’

“Alright, alright…” He truly felt helpless and just looked at Cai Hong in a pitiful manner. ‘Never mind, although my grandfather might have tricked you, I won’t let you suffer.’

“Thank you, master!” Cai Hong excitedly said.

“Alright, I acknowledge you.”

The moment Cai Hong stood up, however, the shocking thing that no one expected to happen—happened.

Everyone in the hall gasped in shock as they looked at Cai Hong, whose body was shining with a light that was divine in feeling. Yang Lujia was the one who could intimately feel it—it was as though the light emitted by Cai Hong’s body was related to him.

‘What did that old thing do to this kid?’

“Master, my cultivation realm—it’s actually rapidly advancing!” Cai Hong was the one who was shocked the most at how rapidly his strength went up like water.

“I know!” Yang Lujia said, his eyes turning into slits. “But I can see nothing bad from it.”

“It’s actually like that,” Fortunel’s voice suddenly went through his mind. “It’s like there’s been a restriction placed on his original cultivation. After the host said you acknowledged him, this occurrence followed.”

Yang Lujia was a bit speechless. Although it was unreasonable that there’d be such a thing, he couldn’t find any reason for such a thing to happen. Or was it just pure coincidence?

“Fortuniel, can you now tell me how much his cultivation has increased by now? I mean, his aura was really strong right now. Multiple times stronger than him. Moreover, his control of the rules seemed to have also improved drastically second by second.”

“By now, he’s already breaking through the Saint Emperor Realm,” Fortuniel replied, to which Yang Lujia was already looking through the roof in the sky. “The lightning… it’s a sign that someone is about to become a Saint Emperor Realm. Host, Fortuniel could not deduce the existence of this new servant of yours. Be careful.”