Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

Little Green was the final name Yang Lujia had given the little tree spirit in his arms. On the other hand, Brownie was lying on his shoulders and kept on looking at Little Green, his eyes burning with envy. After all, Yang Lujia's arms were where his previous position was. Now, it was occupied by a little tree spirit.

He hated it. However, seeing the cuteness of Little Green, he was somewhat tolerant of it. Anyhow, from what he knew, summoning arts or scriptures usually would not last long as the beasts or creatures the summoner would summon were not everlasting. They also had their limits. Even if one had endless energy, it would turn out futile.

"Master, this Dragon Emperor Palace is really beautiful. I never thought it would still be as beautiful as it was since I came here last time. The books never failed to describe the palace correctly. It was thoroughly majestic," Sheng Ao said after they arrived at the Dragon Emperor Palace, but sooner frowned. "However, there are some quite dilapidated parts. I wonder if a battle took place there."

Yang Lujia could also see that. With his previously cautious personality, he knew that there must be something wrong with the Dragon Emperor Palace at the moment. It was not like he never knew anything. What he was seeing now was just too obvious for even one to bother guessing.

However, that wasn't what was important to Yang Lujia. He actually sensed his second disciple's aura. It seemed like he had grown strong, even stronger than Cai Hong, he supposed. Moreover, from what he could see through his telescopic eyes, his disciple was currently sitting on a throne that seemed to be the sole throne of the Dragon Emperor.

'Had he grown that much already? Although he was still childlike, it was nothing like the thing I used to him as a kid. If it was before, he would have already saved this kid because he had not seen the world enough. Could it have something to do with those awakened memories of theirs?'

Yang Lujia looked at Sheng Ao who had reached the Saint Emperor Realm. "Baldy, did you perhaps awaken some memories with me in it?"

Sheng Ao looked at his master incredulously. "You actually knew about that, master?"

"You're just as stupid as your first senior brother," Yang Lujia said, slapping his forehead. "Of course, would I ask you if I haven't? Besides, I already told you that you have senior brothers and one senior sister. They also told me the same thing."

Sheng Ao sighed and relief washed his face. "It doesn't matter, master. I really did not want to tell you, because these memories I have with you... they seem to not align with your personality—they seem to be iniquitous."

"Just tell me what it is. I won't mind," Yang Lujia urged.

"Alright, master," Sheng Ao replied. "Actually, master, in my memories, I saw you with a woman. However, I am not really certain if it was you, but that person feels like you for some reason I don't know. Moreover, master, what you did to that woman was very unholy. I can't imagine you doing it, so I really didn't mind that memory as I thought it would be impossible for you to do those kinds of things. Moreover, even when I saw that woman with us… Chao Xing, I think that's her name—"

"She's a Pangolin, kid. A beast who can transform into a human," Brownie interrupted him. "There's no way this brat would have sexual intercourse with her."

Yang Lujia glared at the dog. The latter whimpered in response and just got back to sleep. He then shifted his attention back to Sheng Ao, whose face was certainly having a hard time becoming indifferent to what he was telling him.

So, basically, in his disciple's memory, he had violated a woman. However, ever since in his life, he had not even had the desire to have women flock by his side—because for him, they were just distractions in his life—and could possibly become his greatest weaknesses. Not to mention, he had a lot on his plate right now to protect—his disciples, the dog on his shoulders, Cai Hong, and several more of them that he considered companies or friends.

He never even thought he would have friends in this cruel world. He wondered—if he had been weak in the first place, would they even bother becoming his friends?

Perhaps, some of them would. Some would not. After all, no one would befriend someone weak in this world where only the strong could survive. It was everyone's nature, even him. Love could be a factor to erase this nature, but for some, it wouldn't be enough to persuade themselves and go against their instinct to live.

"I see," he said after he heard his disciple's explanation. "Enough with that, though. Let's first see your little senior brother. When you see him, pay your respects even if he was younger than you. Moreover, he's gotten a lot stronger than he ever was before. Dragons are temperamental creatures. They can easily get irritated if you do things out of hand. Just be true to yourself and don't do anything he would not like. Even I would not be able to suppress him. After all, I would be afraid to hurt because he was someone I brought up as a kid for the very first time in my life."

When Brownie heard of this, he immediately scoffed. "Kid, you don't have to listen to his drama and words. It's just some sort of fool's play. They're actually not true. Your second senior brother might be the kindest among the disciples he had."

"…"

Sheng Ao did not know who to believe already. Anyhow, he shall just follow what his master told him and followed inside the palace where there were several soldiers as well as crowned Dragon Princes kneeling in front of a teenager sitting on the throne.

"I am here today to control the situation of the palace. All of you had been scheming against one another and against me even. I don't want that kind of tone to be set in the palace that my uncle, the Dragon Emperor, had taken so much effort to build. We, as dragons, should be proud beings and should be able to dominate an era as existences above all others! We only bow to our own superiors and those who defeat us in battles!" Long Guang gave a speech, sitting on the throne with his face looking so unbothered.

"Uh…" One of the Dragon Princes reacted, showing an awkward face.

Long Guang noticed him. "Why? Do you want to say or ask something?"

"Yes, if that would be allowed, Your Highness, Dragon Son!" The Dragon Prince did not dare look at the other party straight in the eye.

"Yes."

The Dragon Prince gulped and finally asked after some slight hesitation, "How is the Dragon Emperor now? From outside, I heard rumors about him being bedridden…"

"You don't have to worry about him. He'll wake up anytime soon. I just don't want you all to destroy everything he had built by always trying to kill each other and scheme," Long Guang warned. "The Dragon Ancestor is already on his feet to make a move to save the Dragon Emperor. As for now, the Dragon Ancestor gave me the task to get back the situation in the Dragon Emperor Palace in control. You might now know. We have more powerful enemies. We, fighting against each other, are drawing smiles on their faces right now."

"Then, why did you kill—"

"That's what they deserve. If someone wanted to kill you, then they should be prepared to be killed as well. Do not use my words against me. A Dragon Prince like you is comparable to an ant in this world," he unhurriedly interjected him. "If you try to fit in my shoes, you will understand."

"Y-Yes…" The Dragon Prince, who spoke up, felt indignant in his heart, but because he was weaker, he knew he would not have the chance to raise a complaint against this little tyrant in front of him.

"It's good that you understand. For now, set aside the competitive atmosphere." Long Guang waved his hand as a signal of dismissal. "I have already designated to you all the tasks that you must do. Be cautious of making deals with people outside the palace, until the Dragon Emperor wakes up."

Everyone scurried away from the hall and went on their separate ways. Meanwhile, Yang Lujia was just spectating from the side this whole time, looking at his little dragon growing up like this. He was quite proud of him. He had grown to become a man he would not expect him to become. This was not anymore the little dragon that would always ask him for food or ask questions due to his curiosity.

"You've grown up, disciple," his voice rang in the hall that it made Long Guang shoot up from the throne. Soon enough, his face which was once devoid of emotions was filled with indescribable happiness he had never felt coming to this palace.

"Master!"