Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

"By the way, when did you have feelings for me?" Yang Lujia asked Lan Mingyue with a stern gaze, but it was the kind of doting gaze that was not doting at all. "To me, you're just a child. I am not a pedophile."

Yes, pedophile in the sense that he was much older than her in his past life.

"Pedophile?" Lan Mingyue was thrown into a stupor as she heard this word. At first, she felt a pang in her heart when he rejected her outright, but went confused when he said that last word. 'What's a pedophile?'

"Pedophilia is common in this world. Only the term isn't," he replied. "Anyway, Saint Prince Huang is already in a bad shape now. You may go out for fresh air. As for your father, when he wakes up, I'll inform you right away."

Lan Mingyue dejectedly went out of the room where they detained Saint Prince Huang. However, she already knew that Yang Lujia wasn't the kind of man she would expect him to be. After all, the first impression he had of her was that of a woman who had no fear of anyone that would stand in her way, someone ferocious. Nevertheless, that wasn't really the reason why he would not like her.

Yang Lujia was just like the hardest stone she could ever find. Despite her outstanding looks and her curvaceous that even Saint Prince Huang could not withstand by just staring, he did not show any lust or even a bit of interest towards her. There was only friendship that lingered.

On the other hand, when Yang Lujia ascertained that she already went out, he sighed. 'It's better this way. I don't want anything or anyone to hinder me from my plans just like how she died before because of him.'

His eyes turned slightly blurry as he stared at Saint Prince Huang, who was lying on the ground, bound by chains. With a snap of his finger, Saint Prince Huang woke up. He looked up at Yang Lujia and stared at this nonchalant face of his.

"Who are you?" Saint Prince Huang asked without reservation. "What are you doing here?"

On top of that, he was very amazed when he realized one thing. This young man in front of him was actually very handsome. But he didn't recall anyone like him from the other palaces. Could this young man be some hidden genius? But why did he not have any qi from his body? It was like he was a mortal sent by the heavens to bless everyone with his looks.

But that was not odd at all.

With Yang Lujia's strength, anyone would not have any hope of seeing through him. Unless you were at the level of his father or the person who created this world, no one could see through him.

"I'm surnamed, Yang. I am here to ask you about a few things."

Saint Prince Huang's eyes suddenly constricted as though he was afraid that he had been seen through. "I'm not telling you anything. Even if I die!"

"That's alright," Yang Lujia replied, waving his hand. As soon as he made another snap, Saint Prince Huang's head exploded but went back to its present shape once more—even the injuries from before were very identical. It was quick and a painful death, but it was more than heart-wrenching for the victim.

"You!" Saint Prince Huang showed a terrified face. "What do you want?!"

"Don't you think it's a bit strange?" Yang Lujia began as he looked at the horrified look of Saint Prince Huang. "You came here all the way from the Human Emperor Palace not to seek refuge but to seek for healers. However, not only did you bring several airships, but you also brought a lot of people—and most of them were not even heavily injured. Moreover, is your reason about your palace being attacked by void beasts true?"

"Of course it's true! What do you know?! Also, what if most of my people only had light injuries?! Can't we simply—"

"If it's true that you're attacked by void beasts… then can you explain the reason why I can't smell the aura of void beasts from your body. I have encountered several void beasts before and have even eaten some. With your soldiers' strength and even with your strength, you will not be able to defeat a single void beast. Your present human emperor might be able to, but that was him alone.

"Void beasts are terrifying creatures that live in the Void. The Void is a place where strength matters, so those void beasts that you would encounter might be stronger than a Saint Emperor. In a realm, there are bound to be void beasts, but these void beasts are always a rank higher than those who inhabit that realm. For example, the strongest in this realm is a peak Saint Emperor, while the void beasts staying outside the realm, swimming through the blank space, should be stage stronger than a peak Saint Emperor. You cannot even defeat one."

Unless the void beasts they encountered were not actual void beasts but were just beasts resembling the latter.

"You…" Saint Prince Huang's pupils constricted once more so that they were not anymore visible to the naked eye. "W-What are you…"

"Me? If you call those void beasts I mentioned the real void beasts, then you can call me a void human," Yang Lujia replied honestly as he looked at the other party's reaction—who he found surprisingly found to have already fainted.

"A weak-willed brat," he muttered as he snap his finger again, waking up the Saint Prince of the Human Emperor Palace. "What is your purpose for coming to the Holy Light Palace? What is your purpose for coming here to the Second Region?"

"I won't tell you—" 𝒇𝚛e𝘦wℯ𝑏𝓃𝑜νℯ𝒍.co𝗺

"Oh?" Yang Lujia killed him once more by exploding his head and turning back time on the other party's body. "Do you really intend to keep your mouth shut? If you still don't say anything, all your prized subordinates outside will meet their death. Just take a look."

Yang Lujia showed a hologram of what was happening outside the thin barrier that enveloped the entire Sacred City. "This is what's happening to all your subordinates."

Saint Prince Huang's body grew numb as he saw the things transpiring outside the prison. The airships he brought with him, with people inside, kept on exploding and exploding. He could not even hear a sound!

As soon as he saw Saint Prince Huang's unreadable expression, Yang Lujia knew that he had brought him to his wit's end. "So, what do you think? Do you still intend to keep your mouth shut or… would you care to tell me your purpose for coming here?"

However, he did not get an answer. Instead, Saint Prince Huang fainted. When Yang Lujia saw his pitiful appearance and checked his body's vitals, he found out that Saint Prince Huang was dead.

Although he could turn back, it would only be possible if he was the one who killed the person and revived him using the rules that ended the life of the person. However, just then, there was a kind of rule that interfered between them and made Saint Prince Huang faint and die.

Yang Lujia then realized that there might be some conspiracy going on. That rule that interfered with his interrogation earlier was something that was out of his knowledge. However, it was similar to his eyes in color—purple. He seemed to have unconsciously used this rule before—but couldn't seem to remember. What he could ascertain was that it must be coming from a restaurant.

"Seems like I have to figure things out by myself," Yang Lujia said. "Is there yet another calamity like what happened in Da Sishen that time? If so, what is it?"

On the other hand, Yang Lujia stopped the explosions outside with a wave of his hand. Unknowingly, the airships and the people inside came back to their original shape. "So this is the rule of illusion. Quite interesting. I didn't think I could also comprehend and control this type of rule…" f𝒓𝑒e𝙬𝒆𝚋𝘯૦𝘷𝐞𝑙.c𝑜𝐦

Meanwhile, Lan Mingyue was just walking through the streets, savoring the feeling of being alone. Everyone saw her, but they were afraid of making her mad by approaching her. Thus, they kept a distance. However, this was what she wanted as her thoughts went wilder than she expected.

'Does he really not have an ounce of feelings for me? Is he the same as him, my asshole of a father, who had an affair with a woman other than my mother? Or is there already someone in his heart? I badly want to know, but I have no right to interfere with his life.'