Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

THE BATTLE BETWEEN the Spirit Race and the Echinemon Race with Zhang Wei had reached the ears of all the other races as well as the people from the five large respective cities.

Bai Qian communicated with Xia Zhiguang through a token. "Old thing, I heard from my subordinates stationed near the Spirit Race that the latter was attacked by the Death Hydra and the Echinemon Race. Don't you think there's something odd about this?"

Xia Zhiguang speculated the same thing. "I don't want to think about it. However, it's possible that the Echinemon Race had found something to be able to control the Death Hydra. It'd really be wondrous if they were able to, but I'm certain that there must be some sort of backlash from using it."

"They've been fighting for days now. Don't you think your speculations about 'backlash' are a bit off?"

"You're probably right," Xia Zhiguang replied. "However, I don't believe that there are no downsides to whatever method they used. My instincts, even without divination, have been sharper than anybody else. I feel like something or someone is trying to make this happen."

Bai Qian agreed.

"Also, didn't you notice that they attacked the Spirit Race first? The Echinemon Race is a race hated by many, especially humans or even the other races because of their despicable character. Because of this, they chose to isolate themselves in a separate world where no one could find them. Rarely do some of them get out from there and if they did so, it would be the time when they would kidnap people from the other races."

"Your point being..." Bai Qian probed.

"Yes, they must have attacked the Spirit Race because they want to dominate the entire Da Sishen. Plus, with the control that they have with the Death Hydra, it's very possible that they will attack Death City next. If they truly want to rule over Da Sishen, they would have to eliminate the strongest among the strongest."

"Won't we join forces then and help the Spirit Race overcome this?" Bai Qian asked.

"No, only an idiot would go there while the Death Hydra was there."

"Then, do you want to wait and die in your place? That seems to be more stupid than going there to help?" Bai Qian cocked his brow, saying these words matter-of-factly.

Xia Zhiguang sighed as he lightly covered his forehead. "You're right. We're helpless either way. Let's go. My injuries have been somewhat healed. My strength is now comparable to my peak strength."

*

On the other side, a bearded man and an extremely beautiful woman stood side by side, looking at the orb which showed the events transpiring in the Spirit Race.

"Father, it seems like the Core Subduing Clan has already implemented its initial plan," the woman said as she crossed her arms over her chest. "When they truly weakened the state of Da Sishen, it is the perfect time for us to launch an attack."

"Not yet," the man said, stroking his beard in a contemplative way. "At that time, the Will of Da Sishen will certainly involve itself in the fight against us, outsiders. Moreover, after the Death Purge is done, the Will of Da Sishen will become stronger than it was before. I am strong, but I don't want to take it on, because it's so troublesome."

"When will be the perfect time for us to strike them, father?"

"No rush. Let's figure it out then. It's good that we have something to watch in the eyes of that man."

"What about that certain clan's little boy? Xiao Yue was his name, wasn't it?" the woman asked.

"Their saintess' son?"

"Yes, father."

"I heard that she had gone crazy after she knew how her son died. She vowed to kill whoever killed her son, including the guardian she stationed there to guard him. I think this was also part of the plan of Zhao Fenhua, that boy's father, and Zhao Qiaochen. They spied on Guile City. I just don't know why they did so."

'Or to be precise, according to the information I gathered, Guile City was the weakest. It seemed like although Zhao Fenhua used his own son as a pawn, he still cared for him a bit.'

*

Shen Zui stood by the side and watched the fight that had been going on like forever. When the time came, he also could not sit by and kill every Spirit Race member he encountered, but he was discreet in doing this.

He did not want to fight a bigshot just yet as his injuries from the attacks of the Will of Da Sishen had not yet completely healed.

However, when the Death Smoke began to spread, he immediately backed down because of the ominous feeling it had given him. He then watched how Zhao Qiaochen slashed a sword qi toward the Spirit Race Ancestor.

"Zhao Fenhua's dead," Shen Zui muttered in a daze. "No…"

"You're pretty, smart," a voice came from behind him that woke him up. It was one that he was familiar with, masculine but elegant.

"Who's there?!" He turned around but found no one. His eyes revealed some worries. "Why are there so many variables happening right now? This is totally out of our expectations."

When he saw how Zhang Wei was trying to stop Zhao Qiaochen, he immediately interrupted them and shouted, "Zhang Wei, Zhao Qiaochen, stop fighting! Zhao Fenhua's still alive. I can tell you about it! Someone is here and has interfered during that time!"

When the Spirit Race Ancestor heard this, she had a frown painted on her face. "What's the meaning of this?" she asked in a mumble. "Was that an illusion?"

"Yes, it was," a voice rang behind her as she instinctively flew away to a distance. However, the moment she turned around, she saw no one. "Do you want help?"

"Who are you?" Her sharp gaze seemed to drill into the other party's skin. "Where are we?" she asked as soon as she noticed they were already inside another world. Moreover, it was one that was filled with the baleful smell of blood. "What is your motive?"

"You asked me three questions in a row already. I somewhat have some connections with your Spirit Race. I am able to save a number of your race. Or should I say… I already saved some of your members in the Valley of Gods," the other party said with a faint grin on his face.

No matter how the Spirit Race Ancestor tried to probe into the cultivation level of the other party, she was not able to. It was as if she was looking at a dark bottomless pit, with nothing but deafening and sharp music of the void.