Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

AFTER THE SHOCK Yang Lujia gave Lu Daiyu, they marched their way to the Competitions Bureau. As they passed through the streets, it was still as hot as the day before.

Yang Lujia recognized the unlit Chinese-like lanterns they had on Earth hung on some houses, while some stalls were still doing their businesses. On the other hand, some cultivators were coming here and there to purchase products from pill stores, restaurants, or stores that sell weapons, while others were just ordinary people living in their own ways. There were even farmers and managers in this world.

When they arrived in front of the Competitions Bureau, it was actually just a simple one-story building, unlike those bureaus he had previously visited. Nevertheless, the people inside working in this building were all cultivators. He was here to register himself and his disciples in order to have the eligibility to enter the elimination round.

“Alright, fall in line everybody,” the person at the counter said. “Wait for a while. I just need to first attend to one of our distinguished guests.”

When Yang Lujia heard this, he just rolled his eyes. Privileged people were always prioritized in this world. He was able to learn that as long as one has a strong background in the five realms, one would not be harmed in any way. Some were even given privileges ordinary people didn’t have._.

Certain people from the queue, mostly rogue cultivators, had gone against the Competitions Bureau people who prioritized someone who had just arrived. It was the same as how Yang Lujia was treated before. Nevertheless, it was necessary for him to advance then so he could get a badge that would make Origin Court register. He even made a logo for the organization impromptu, with the aid of Fortuniel.

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Since it was named Origin Court, it had to have some sort of balancing scale or something related to imposing justice upon wronged people. Fortuniel actually suggested to him that it must be a balancing scale, its edges touching a circle that envelops it. It was just a simple balancing scale, but it talked a lot about world laws, and these laws were very distorted in the five realms.

Could Fortuniel want him to build a force to impose control over all five realms? How was his life going to become more cautious and low-key in this life? Wasn’t his lifegoal to stay low profile?

Regardless, he ignored it. Whatever would come in the future would come.

“Lu Daiyu, do you have status in this city? Like something big or stuff, you know? I want to get this done as early as possible. I still want to go fishing with my Divine Fishing Rod,” Yang Lujia said to his companion as he looked at her, his eyes screaming anticipation. Just thinking about fishing made his stomach swirl.

He hadn’t eaten seafood yet since he had come to this world. He also didn’t try fishing. Cultivators, in this world, don’t fish but directly catch fish. But he was different. As a civilized Earthling himself, he knew that only by fishing could someone get satisfaction from eating what they caught. Especially when grilled, it would be as delicious as beef meat.

“No, I don’t have any special status here,” Lu Daiyu immediately denied. “But I do know some spots where you can fish, but fishing in Da Sishen is completely taboo unless you’re an expert at the God Emperor stage. Nevertheless, you can go to the Hundred Deaths Gorge River. It was just a mile away to the north of Guile City.”

Yang Lujia’s lit up. “So, are there any fish there as well? Like beasts of some sort we can eat?”

“Certainly, there are, me and my mas—” She then coughed and awkwardly continued to speak to Yang Lujia. “I mean, there are some people who fish there, I heard. So, it’s really not much of a problem.”

‘After all, you’re a master beyond the God Emperor Realm! I know you have power beyond that realm! After all, God Emperors can’t tear spatial cracks like you can do something as simple as cracking chicken eggs!’

“Thank you, Lu Daiha!”

Lu Daiyu looked baffled. Why would Yang Lujia always forget her name?

Yang Lujia looked at Lu Daiyu’s confused look. He then shrugged after not getting what she was bewildered about. Excitedly, he remained in the queue until noon. Finally, it was his turn. Fortunately, they still have some spots left for him and his disciples to enter the elimination round, according to what he heard from the man at the counter.

Regardless of the looks the people behind the counter gave him, Yang Lujia just coughed and started talking.”I’d like to register for the elimination round a few days from now.”

“Kid, we apologize. We don’t have any spots left for you anymore. You may enter the elimination round next year. The elimination round was only limited to ten thousand participants.”

Yang Lujia’s face sank as he gazed intently at the man whose face had only scorn written all over it when looking at him. He almost let out a terrifying aura when he stopped and looked indifferently at this man. “Good. I will remember this.”

When Lu Daiyu heard their exchange, she immediately signaled the man at the counter, but the latter just scoffed. When Yang Lujia disappeared from their view, he said to Lu Daiyu, “Ms. Lu Daiyu, you shouldn’t be with some kind of bumpkin with a pretty face. Look at him, he’s just a mortal, but he actually wants to register in the elimination round? I am only saving him from disgrace or even death. He should thank me instead.”

Lu Daiyu’s face revealed an indignant look. He then stared at the man with her eyes as sharp as a knife. “You are greatly mistaken this time.”

‘I just hope that senior won’t take this to heart.’

On the other hand, the Wang brothers were waiting for news about the man they were trying to find. His name was Cao Nima. Since he wanted to participate in the elimination round, he must have gone to the Registration Bureau to create his own sect or some sort of organization name. This was why they initiated a search on the names of the people who registered the day before.

“How is it!” Wang Zhu exclaimed exhilaratingly as he saw his subordinate enter the City Lord Mansion. “Did they find the name of a young man known as Cao Nima?”

The subordinate, wearing a mask, nodded. “Yes, my lord. Here are the files for this man named Cao Nima.”

Wang Lao laughed and appeared beside the subordinate, which almost rendered the latter frightened to death. Wang Lao patted the subordinate’s back and roared more laughter. “You are good! Let me see his information and what organization he decided to make!”