Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA SPANKED his two disciples in the buttocks before hurling them into their respective worlds. “No eating for today!”

Pissed off, he immediately went outside their new home. He looked at this feeble house in front of him. To relieve himself from anger, he thought of an idea. Searching for something in Fortuniel’s storage space, he found an empty plank of wood. He felt excited just thinking about it. He knew what he was going to do.

He was going to make a new name board for their house, no, their organization.

After ensuring the thousand-layer array formation he set up around the place, he began running his qi on the plank of wood. Writing the characters of the name, Origin Court, he was delighted. Leaving it to float, he placed it at the front of the property. The house was particularly unattractive, but this name board wasn’t.

As though he was in deep thought, he redesigned the name board and made it look like the color of the whole house. At the moment, he was satisfied because he was certain it wouldn’t attract the attention of anybody anymore. After all, what he hated the most was attention. If not for this reason, he could have killed that woman in the bureau already.

When her petty face resurfaced in his mind, he was pissed again. He should have slowly killed that woman, to make her suffer. Alas, he knew he couldn’t. After all, she was a disciple of a God Emperor. That God Emperor might be able to trace that energy towards him.

When it was already night, Yang Lujia went on the roof and lay down. He looked up at the night sky, which was illuminated by a blanket of stars. While admiring the view, he took his gourd from Fortuniel’s storage space and filled it with heaven-ranked elixir._.

“Oh, right, I haven’t signed in yet for this day yet,” Yang Lujia said as he sent the cue to Fortuniel. “Fortuniel, I want to sign in for this day as well! In both Guile City and Da Sishen!”

[Congratulations! Host obtains the Divine Fishing Rod!]

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[Divine Fishing Rod: It is a treasure (weapon) at the Human-Ranked Imperial Relics that can fish for God Emperor sea beasts. Its previous owner was a cultivator from the Realm of Spacetime. Warning: Only God Emperors can use this fishing rod. God Kings and below weren’t allowed due to their rank.]

About the rank, Yang Lujia naturally understood. Those weapons or treasures whose rank reached the Human Imperial Relics could naturally be used only by God Emperors. Those who have cultivations below the God Emperor Realm would be out of the question.

When Yang Lujia checked the other thing he checked in, it was actually a trashy robe for ladies, so he didn’t pay attention to it. Instead, his thoughts turned to the Divine Fishing Rod. If he had time, he could go fishing with his disciples.

“Host, Fortuniel reminds you that you still need to urinate the Devouring Void Dog Egg. Otherwise, the urine you urinated four times today will be void and put to waste.”

“Oh, right!” Yang Lujia exclaimed. Although he was smart, he was forgetful about things that weren’t too important to him. “I don’t know what surprises the egg could give me, but let’s see.”

Tomorrow came fast. Yang Lujia also had a good time sleeping on the roof as he stretched his body out. Sensing that his disciples were still practicing, naturally one of them needed to sleep in order to become stronger, while the other relied mostly on blood to level up, he didn’t bother them.

Instead, he went inside the house as lines of characters exploded in the air, the space rules running through them. His eyes suddenly glowed with vigilance as he did this. He knew that someone had entered the area where he had placed the thousand-layer array formation. However, his attention was then grabbed by Fortuniel.

Nonetheless, he doubled the effect of the array formation with a casual wave of his hand, spirit stones flashing out one after the other.

“Host, it is recommended you create different departments in the Origin Court. Host will become the Chief Justice, just like the sect leader heading a sect. However, it is up to the Host if you want this—”

“Fortuniel, let me finish first with creating more space within the house. Later, I’ll still go to the Competitions Bureau to register for the elimination round,” Yang Lujia cut the system off and proceeded with what he was doing.

If people were to see how wide the inside of the house had become, they would be truly surprised, if not even, dumbstruck. After all, the area of the space spanned for about ten kilometers.

Initially, he made it twenty but soon realized it was just too wide. It had gone the same with the second floor, countless rooms aligned with one another. Satisfied, he went out of the house. Later, he found Lu Daiyu caught in the formation with her body almost burnt to death.

His eyes soon widened and he shuttled towards Lu Daiyu. “Hey, woman, why did you come so early today? I thought someone was trying to intrude on our house.”

Lu Daiyu’s eyes were so close to tearing up. She had forgotten that this old monster in front of her was so strong, but she didn’t know he was so proficient in array formations that even after tens of array formations, she couldn’t even reach the house’s door.

Unbelievable.

How many layers of array formation did Cao Nima place around his house?

As she went nearer with Yang Lujia to the house’s front, she shivered. When the name board that said “Origin Court” appeared in her eyes, her whole body seemed to have frozen.

Along those intricate lines that transformed the characters, there were actually rules. Those rules… she could only read them from books. Even God Emperors couldn’t manipulate the rules. They could only do one thing: freeze the space around them. This Cao Nima, according to her master, also tore a spatial crack with his gaze. She then came to a sudden realization.

‘This Cao Nima, how strong is he? In addition to his strength, if I didn’t know he’s an old monster, I would’ve fallen head over heels for him for his looks and strength.’

“Huh?” Yang Lujia’s face suddenly darkened. “Why are we going towards the house? Shouldn’t we go to the Competitions Bureau now?”

Lu Daiyu was stumped. “Huh? Shouldn’t I change my clothes first?”

Yang Lujia was immediately annoyed. “Didn’t you bring a spatial ring or some storage space?”

“I don’t have one.” Lu Daiyu blushed, attempting to conceal the spots on her body revealed by her burnt clothes.

Seeing this, Yang Lujia sighed. ‘This woman…’ He stared at her as though she was the strangest creature in the world. ‘She is so sick. Alas, I can’t cure someone whose brain has been damaged. Did she get sick with the array formations I set up?’

Yang Lujia thought for a while and checked Fortuniel’s storage space to see if he had something for this woman to wear. After all, he was also able to sign in with several female clothes. “Oh, right, there was that thing I signed in for yesterday!”

Lu Daiyu looked dazed as soon as she heard him talk about signing in yesterday. What did he mean? Did he already sign in the elimination round?

“Here!” Yang Lujia’s eyes sparkled. “This set of clothes would look perfect on you. It’s actually a Human-Ranked Imperial Relic. It’s nothing very good, but it looks good as its texture was just as smooth as silk. It’s a nice robe, you know.”

Lu Daiyu, who was initially dejected, almost popped her eyes when she heard his voice.