Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA DIDN'T receive the permission of the three and instead went to an airship with one hand rubbing his chin.

"Your airship is really lacking, Wang Lui," he muttered and paused for a while. "Wang Lui's his name, right? Never mind."

He directly went to the rear part of the airship where the support in the engine using spirit stones as gas was located. When the people saw him enter the cabin, they immediately recognized his face, but Yang Lujia ignored them. His thoughts were on the engine on how to make it absorb more qi and make the airship faster.

"Hmm," he said as he nodded his head. "I think I should make this airship be isolated from the realm, so we won't be attacked by the Death Hydra if there comes a time it will happen."

"Sir?" a man called out, extremely careful with his tone.

"Yes?" Yang Lujia replied, his thoughts wandering around the airship's enhancements.

However, he did not listen to the man's response anymore and just continued simulating some crazy improvements that he thought of doing on the airships.

"Sir, what are you going to do with our airship?" Wang Lao finally arrived and immediately threw a question at him. "I think it's the most efficient airship we have here in Da Sishen. Our Guile City's airship might be small, but it had the same ability as those of others."

"I see, that makes it easier for us to do this, then," Yang Lujia said. "Let everyone out of the airship for a day, from all the three airships. Let them build a camp for them to stay in temporarily if they want. I want to focus on improving your airships to their limit."

With that, Yang Lujia brought out a hammer from Fortuniel's storage space. When both Bai Qian and Xia Zhiguang saw his actions and the thing he pulled from nowhere, they stood frozen as they looked at the menacing aura emanating from the hammer Yang Lujia was holding.

"Quick," Yang Lujia reminded, waking them up from their dazed minds. After all, the hammer Yang Lujia brought out was the hammer he had been using to forge things in the past. Just like the crib he made for Long Guang back then.

Noticing that all the people already stepped out of the airship, he then began to think of the things he needed to do. "Well, if I want this airship to be controlled by ordinary cultivators or at least those at the God King Realm, I should raise its rank to become a human-ranked imperial relic... That's it, then."

A day after, the people were just staring at Yang Lujia hammering their airships. There were even times when the smiths of the airships had their hearts ache when Yang Lujia destroyed a part of their creations.

However, they understood tacitly that because Yang Lujia was someone extremely respected by their leaders, he should be considered the strongest among them all. Hence, what he was doing must be for something better, exactly the opposite of their initial thoughts.

It was only over a day when Yang Lujia was finally finished with what he was doing; the people who watched him do such things had long gone numb to his actions and the things he brought out of nowhere like candies.

"Is this what they call the extreme extravagance of wealth?" Xia Zhiguang asked himself.

Bai Qian, whose jaw was still dropped, overheard him. "You're probably right. This must probably be him showing off something he had long to show off. After all, all this time, we did not know of his existence. It was as if he was just part of the air until we saw him fight during the Annual Death Competition."

Xia Zhiguang then felt strange. "I just realized. How can such a cheat join the competition? Wouldn't the competition become his own domain and overkill the other competitors?"

"You're right. Besides that, look at the appearance of our airships now. He had modified them and turned them into castle-like airships. The moment the light bounces on its surface, it also gets too blinding. Flashy but ironically unrecognizable," Bai Qian replied.

"Seniors, I have something to say to you." Wang Lao suddenly came near them.

"What is it, junior?" Bai Qian smiled, feeling privileged of being called a senior by his friend's son. Thinking about that, he then seemed to remember something and hurriedly asked, "By the way, what about your father? Is he also here with you? I didn't seem to sense his presence?"

Xia Zhiguang also noticed this and shifted his attention from Yang Lujia to Wang Lao. 'I also wonder.'

"That's what I am about to tell you, seniors," Wang Lao replied as he heavily sighed. "He just wants me to tell you that of all the people here in Da Sishen, the two of you were the ones he was most grateful of. He said that he'd remain in Guile City to protect the citizens since his life was quickly wearing out. Anytime, he said he'd… he'd die…"

Wang Lao's heart was heavy as he uttered these things. After all, it was his own father. No matter the position or rank he had attained at the moment, his father was still a father for life.

"Junior…" Bai Qian also sympathized. "It seems like fate decided for the worst of him. "Had he really not attained a breakthrough?"

"No, senior." Wang Lao wiped the tears off his face and continued what his father wanted to say. "Also, seniors, he also said that if things would really get worse than it was, he hoped that you'd bring us, me and my younger brother, to your care. I am ashamed to say this… but father really said that to us…" Wang Lao's cheeks turned red.

Suddenly, when Bai Qian was about to open his mouth, Yang Lujia came near Wang Lao and tapped one of his shoulders. "Bring me to your father. I might be able to elongate his lifespan a bit. Besides, I also have some things to fix in Guile City. I still owe an old woman for something…" Yang Lujia's voice seemed to fade. However, it regained its volume when he spoke once more.

"Besides, we're all going there now. All the airships are now ready to set off. Call all your people now to enter your respective airships."