Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

YANG LUJIA DID not linger longer on the embarrassing things he did by frightening this little girl called Feng Huang. He couldn’t imagine that the first time he met his future third disciple would be in this kind of scene.

Shying away from her gaze, Yang Lujia clasped his hands on his back, pretending he did not say anything frightening earlier. He inwardly scolded Fortuniel for not saying anything earlier. He didn’t know that the original form of the little girl was a Nether Phoenix. He only thought it was a kind of divine chicken he could cook and eat.

Suppressing his aura back into his body, he then stared dotingly at Feng Huang. This was his supposed-to-be third disciple, a Double SS-Class Genius from the Nether Phoenix Clan. Scrutinizing her beauty, he could surmise that when this little girl grew up, she would become one of the fairest women in the world.

“Little girl,” Yang Lujia called, as he coughed. “I’m sorry for threatening you. I was just anxious to find that race that exacted the plight of the Dragon Race. I don’t want to implicate you, but I’m desperate to help my second disciple avenge his race. Have you heard of the Echinemon Race by any chance?”

Feng Huang was startled. The voice of the young man before him actually sounded like a melodious song in her ears. In fact, his unfathomable strength had already gained her approval. If he were to marry a man in the future, he would undoubtedly choose this young man.

That temperament. That handsome face._.

She groaned and blushed in excitement.

What more could she ask for?

“Little girl?” Yang Lujia noticed that she was in a trance, so he called her once more. “By any chance, have you heard of the Echinemon Race?”

Feng Huang’s face suddenly turned fierce and he nodded at Yang Lujia. “I almost forgot that pig-faced old man was from the Echinemon Race. I was too focused on saving my sister.”

She then trembled when Yang Lujia went near her post and held her shoulders with his hands. Her face blushed. Her unruly side exploded at the second she thought of Yang Lujia being physically close to her.

“Little girl, you don’t have to be shy,” Yang Lujia said as the side of his mouth curled up.

When he saw his smile, Feng Huang’s face turned bright red, as though she’d explode at any time.

Yang Lujia naturally didn’t want to mind her strange gestures. He just held her on the shoulders and asked her a question, “Now that your sister has been captured by the echinemons, what do you want to do?”

For a moment, Feng Huang remembered her sister’s little face. Her face turned aggressive. She wanted to go to that race’s lair and destroy their territory. “I want to save her.”

“I also wanted to go to that race’s sanctuary, but in the meantime, I can’t locate them for some reason,” Yang Lujia said as his face turned serious. “Little girl, after locating them, I am planning to avenge my second disciple and wipe them off the face of the Earth. Would you like to follow me as your master?”

Feng Huang was taken aback by the other party’s question. Her face flushed red. She didn’t want this young man to become her master. She only wanted…

“No, I don’t want to be your disciple!” Feng Huang mustered up the courage. Clenching her small fists, her little voice sounded like thunder in the ears of Yang Lujia. “Instead, I want to be your wife!”

On the other hand, the Wang brothers were having a hard time. They felt like they were going to die in the array formation that Cao Nima had set to protect his organization, called Origin Court.

“Should we go back, big brother?” Wang Zhu said as he hesitated to make another step forward.

For Pete’s sake, they only finished two of the one thousand array formations. The second was even harder than the first, and yet they didn’t even see a soul of that Cao Nima coming out.

“It seemed like that expert didn’t want to see us. If he did want to, he should have already come out of that shabby-looking house,” Wang Lao said as he sighed deeply. He then gave the house a look. “Let’s go back. We will still need to prepare for the elimination round that was to come after a few days.”

“Yes, big brother,” Wang Zhu said as he gladly stepped out of the array formation. Finally, his big brother gave up. He was already terrified. He didn’t want to go any further. “We were lucky to have solved the first two arrays. Otherwise, we would’ve been dead. What kind of existence was that boy?”

“Why are you asking me? I didn’t even meet him, you bun-faced asshole!” Wang Lao was irritated and shuttled in the air to get back to the City Lord Mansion. He wanted to recuperate and heal the wounds he got from the array formation.

Wang Zhu was bewildered and pointed at his face. “Do I really look like a bun?”

Meanwhile, the competition at Guile Magus Academy was getting fiercer. In the end, the three strongest men in the academy decided to let Xiao Yue join the elimination round without winning a single fight in the academy competition. After all, they haven’t found anyone stronger than him. At least there was only one.

Robbing him of his qualifications to participate in the elimination round was the same as cutting off the hope of the academy of overwhelming the top ten in the elimination round.

Rubbing his chin, the headmaster stared at the disciples below the platform. There were only ten of them left amongst all those disciples who signed up for this. One of them was Xiao Yue, and beside him was Donghai.

Xiao Yue’s face was bandaged. Naked, his entire body was almost wrapped in white cloth. In his eyes, there was only shame, indignation, and humiliation. Until this moment, he was still mocked by the other disciples.

He wanted to find that little girl badly and fuck her all night to let her know that he was stronger when he was in bed. “Fuck!” he unconsciously uttered, and it made the other disciples look at him.

“Xiao Yue, again, behave yourself. Otherwise, I’m really going to cut off your rotten rod and turn you into a eunuch myself,” the second supreme instructor said, and an awkward silence reigned.