Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

PERPLEXED, YANG LUJIA decided to remain for the time being. He asked Fortuniel about the situation in Da Sishen, but he got no response.

As expected, he must not expect too much from the system. He didn't want to rely on it either.

Something about Fortuniel was off to him. He could not point out the specifics, but ever since he resolved the grudge Lin Diyu had with his brother, Lin Fan, he became wary of it.

Particularly when it began to have its own consciousness, even imitating his own appearance.

Eavesdropping, he stooped and stared at the black-cloaked men and the woman. He felt that there was something from their aura that was peculiar. Before, his grandfather had only brought him to the Five Realms. Now that he ventured into the world outside by himself, he truly discovered that there were more worlds other than the Five Realms. Other than this Underworld Prison, Feng Huang also mentioned the Asura Prison.

Moreover, it seemed like this Core Subduing Clan was some type of group of gangsters that liked to toy with others. At least that was his presumption. The Underworld Prison was likely to be ruled by this clan as well.

Fortunately, he had his power concealed as he entered this place, camouflaging in the surrounding. Hence, he was not found out by this group. However, he could not be that careless. Circulating his qi, he prepared for a surprise attack from them.

Who would know they already noticed his arrival and were pretentious enough to act like they did not see him at all?

After he heard their short conversation, Yang Lujia said to himself that he should not get himself involved in their business and made a firm decision to go back to the Valley of Gods to try the other spatial cracks.

Hopefully, by then, he would enter the spatial crack to Da Sishen. Yang Lujia, however, thought that he was taking a gamble with unlimited tries in this case; hence, he really didn't need to worry.

What only worried him were two things: time was getting tight and probably someone stronger than him would suddenly appear the moment he stepped into the spatial crack.

However, unbeknownst to him, the living beings of other worlds and realms alike from all over the place were baffled about the spatial cracks that appeared.

"Why does this spatial crack feels like it's not going toward our Ember Gods Valley?"

"Where did this spatial crack come from? It's not yet the opening of our Valley of Demon Celestials, right? We must report this to the higher-ups!"

"This is really a bewildering matter. I didn't think the spatial crack toward the valley would open so soon."

Meanwhile, Yang Lujia heard several sorts of words and strange terms as he jumped from one spatial crack to another, but he didn't mind them. It was only then on his fifth try that he was transported back to Da Sishen.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he closed all the gates with a thought and hurriedly flew toward the inn where he left the three.

'The place feels nostalgic, especially without Diyu. Diyu, wait for me. Master will come back to get you as soon as possible. I'm just hopeless at this moment because I still need to help your little junior brother.'

At this time, Metallie's eyes flickered with a hint of glint while being kept chained in an isolated room.

Yang Lujia's thoughts, on the other hand, distorted as he looked over at the empty inn's room. Those three disappeared, along with Metallie. The only things left were the metals he told them to feed Metallie with.

Clenching his fist, he gnashed his teeth. Infuriated wasn't the exact descriptive word he was feeling at the moment. It was beyond description.

If he wanted to, he could thrash this realm right away, but he knew that killing everyone would mean including all the innocent lives. And killing innocent lives would involve too much karma.

Karma was something he had yet to grasp. Knowing that it had something to do with a person having a certain connection with others prevented him from wantonly killing anyone; as anyone could be a son of a mysterious expert or a privileged child of any of the wills of the Five Realms.

If these people or entities would know the person who killed their precious chicks, it would be detrimental to his life.

If it was before, he should have done so. However, ever since he killed those True Gods from the Echinemon Race and destroying that tracking device within Long Guang made him comprehend the idea of karma. Other than that, he really didn't want any more lives to be involved in his selfish desires.

After that was the event when he destroyed an entire bureau in Guile City. It involved him too much karma that he might encounter problems in cultivation in the future if he would not help those he had wronged. For instance, that old lady who cried for his son.

Brushing these thoughts away, he stared at the Death City Palace. Almost arriving in an instant, he quickly changed his appearance to Cao Nima's and entered the hall of the City Palace Lord.

On the throne, he was a bit surprised when he saw Xia Jieke whose eyes were closed. Marching his way toward the man, he asked, "Xia Jieke, where are they?"

Xia Jieke opened his eyes, his gaze turning complicated as he looked at Cao Nima. "You came out already? How did you do it? It was supposed to be six..."

"I don't care anything about that," Yang Lujia said as he shook his head. "Those three, a little puppy, one little guy, one little girl, and my puppet. Answer me, where are they?"

When Xia Jieke was about to open his mouth, Yang Lujia's rage suddenly permeated. The moment his aura spread throughout the entire city, Xia Jieke, who was the nearest to him and hence the most impacted, was petrified.

"You… what are you…"

"I sense Metallie's location in Death City. Does the city want to take me head-on? Even if your dear father were here, he would still be a fly in front of me," Yang Lujia said, matter-of-factly.

Outside, the people already panicked. Even the other cultivators felt the weight of the person who unleashed such an aura.

"What the heck is happening? Can't you see I'm just peacefully pooping here?!"

"To hell with it! Who is it! Pay for my wine!"

"Oh my god! I can't take it anymore! I feel like the pressure is even more pleasurable than someone spanking my butt!"

After a while, Yang Lujia calmed down and retracted the aura he emitted. Fortunately, he controlled it immediately. Otherwise, Death City's ordinary people would have their bodies explode.

"Alright. I am not an unreasonable person. I hope you'll give me an explanation, a valid one," Yang Lujia said, sighing, as he stared around the hall that was filled with cracks. "Wait a minute. I'll fix this hall first and put some restrictions so others wouldn't be able to hear whatever we are going to talk about."

"…"