Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

BROWNIE, THE DORMANT puppy, finally opened its eyes and stared at Yang Lujia. Wiggling its tail once, it raised its tiny head and stood up with its slender legs.

"Who the fuck are you? Where the fuck is this place?"

The way the puppy talked stunned Yang Lujia. Even Long Guang covered his mouth with his small hands. "Master pet tok?"

Moreover, this puppy didn't sound like a puppy at all. His voice was regal, as if he were an exiled emperor or prince from a vast kingdom. It could be that his voice best suited a president of a country.

Yang Lujia recalled a story from Earth all of a sudden. It was about a handsome prince who was transformed by a wicked fairy's spell into a frog.

Could it be that the same thing happened to this dog?

"Why are you looking at this handsome prince?" Brownie felt skeptical at the curious looks of both humans before him. Well, he knew the other wasn't actually human but a pure dragon.

When Brownie asked the question, Yang Lujia was startled awake from his daze. "You're a prince?"

As the puppy stared back at Yang Lujia's eyes, its fur stood on end and immediately drifted and jumped away from the latter's arms. "Who are you? Why do you have the aura of the void? Your purple eyes…"

Yang Lujia was even more curious about the dog's origin. He only knew that this dog came from the void and that it was from a powerful race. Tilting his head, he asked, "You're a Devouring Void Dog, right? Now, you're only my pet. Even if you're some handsome prince or someone with a high status, you will still need to follow me."

"What the fuck?" Brownie cussed. He looked at his own body. "How did I become small? How did I become your pet? I am not anyone's slave! I am a prince!"

Brownie quickly released his God Emperor aura. He actually didn't know how he came here. His memories were vague and he only knew that he came from the void and that he was the prince of the Devouring Void Dog Tribe. That was all he could remember, and he couldn't recall anything about becoming a slave to a human.

Yang Lujia sighed at the sight. With a wave of his hand, the surging aura of Brownie immediately disappeared. "I also don't know how you became my pet. I only found an egg in the void and happened to pick it up. Then, I began nurturing you."

Brownie's eyes bulged from his head. His aura, which was strong enough to shake an entire city, actually dissipated under this young man's wave of a hand. Having a mature mind, Brownie calmed down. "Then, who are you? What did you name me?"

"I named you Brownie," Yang Lujia said with a straight face. "My name is Yang Lujia. I don't know why I have the aura of the void. I don't know where I come from. When I woke up as a baby, I was brought to this world called the Five Realms."

"We are in the Five Realms?" Brownie said as he scanned the entire area. "I don't know about this world… but…" then, he showed a horrified look as he remembered something… "You… are you… Yang…"

"What? Do you know something about my origin?" Yang Lujia's eyes sparkled. He had been dying to know who he was, who and where his parents were, and the reason why he sometimes felt uneasy as though someone was looking at him in the dark.

Brownie then shook his head as he heaved a sigh of relief. "No, I only know a bit. My memories were vague and I can only remember that those people surnamed Yang are all terrifying beings."

After Brownie said this, he reluctantly returned to Yang Lujia's arms and slept. This made Yang Lujia speechless. Just earlier, this puppy was so fierce, but at this moment, it turned obedient and went back to its reposing state.

"Don't bother this Prince Dog. I am just going to sleep for a while," Brownie said as he let the other brush his bouncy fur.

HISS!

A piece of green hair shuttled in the air as it aimed for the neck of Zhao Fenhua. Fortunately, this harmless-looking hair stopped the moment it reached a millimeter away from his neck. Otherwise, his life would have ended with no resistance.

"Can you beat me?" a woman's voice startled them awake. "If I wanted to kill you, I could've done it already."

As proud as he was, Zhao Fenhua wanted to retaliate. However, this pride wasn't the thing that was at stake here; it was his life. He could be killed by the Spirit Race Queen. It would be stupid for him to continue provoking this cold lady.

Therefore, he didn't insist.

Silence filled the air as all of them sat around the circular table. Zhao Dilao, who was beside his father, had long been frightened by the events that transpired.

"Alright, let us continue," the Spirit Race Queen said. "I already said that you will only bring five participants to the Festival of Races. Since there were only five races left…" she trailed off and meaningfully glanced at Zhao Fenhua. "We will only have a total of 25 participants."

"When did you breakthrough?" Zhao Fenhua's face was still as pale as paper, seemingly in a trance. He didn't expect that even with his cultivation level, he still couldn't defeat the Spirit Race.

The Spirit Race really deserved its reputation as the strongest and most unfathomable amongst the five races. It was quite frightening, especially their infamous techniques that could kill their opponents without effort.

"It is none of your business," the Spirit Race Queen said as she gave him a glance. "Now, to continue, as for the rules of the competition, we will rule out any rule that may be abused by anyone during the competition. My Spirit Race wants the competition to be fair. I suppose it is also what the other races want, right?"

As she scanned the approving gazes of the races' heads, her eyes finally fell on Zhao Fenhua as her left brow rose. "Right?"