Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System-Chapter 301 Kun Peng, New Disciple

[Ding! The system has discovered an SSS-Class Genius!]

[New Mission: Recruit and acknowledge an unaffiliated SSS-Class Genius. The reward will be issued upon acknowledgment from both parties.]

[Target's Information: The SSS-Class Genius, Kun Peng, is a ten-year-old prodigy whose talents were suppressed by her fear. Her true origins are unknown. The Dragon Prince, Long Bo, found her in the streets sold as a slave. Because he fancied her unnatural white wings, Long Bu bought her as his toy. When Long Bu tried to ask about where she came from and how she was different from any of the humans or beasts he had long known, the seller did not answer as he also only found her during one of his travels. The seller also warned Long Bu that she had immense raw physical strength, but to a dragon like himself, despite not being a true dragon, Long Bu could manage her and even beat her up to the point that she would not dare to raise her head anymore, to anyone. The once fearless kid who was captured by some random men and had later become a Dragon Prince's servant became subservient to anybody who looked down on her.]

[Additional Information: Handle her with care. She is but a fragile and ignorant child who knows nothing about the world.]

[Sub-Mission: Kill the Child of Pan Gu, Long Bu! Reward: System Upgrade, New System Functions!] 𝘧r𝘦𝗲w𝘦𝚋𝐧o𝘷𝘦𝙡.co𝑚

[Ding! Main Mission Triggered: Insufficient System Level! Needs Upgrade!]

[Ding! Conditions Fulfilled! Sub-Mission Completed! Initiating System Upgrade!]

[Ding! System Level 3 to Level 4 Upgrade Completed!]

"What the hell is going on?" In the middle of his conversation with the restaurant's owner, Yang Lujia was shocked beyond belief that he had accomplished a mission on a disciple that he had not even acknowledged yet. "What the heck is going on?" he repeated. "How the hell did the system receive a reward from someone who did not even acknowledge me as her master yet? Kun Peng? Isn't that the legendary beast comparable to the level of dragons and phoenixes?"

'Wait, just like that? Fortuniel was upgraded just like that? Should I even look forward to this? This is too sudden that I do not know if I should take this as a happy event or rather an urgent one.'

"Mr. Yang? Is there any problem?" Seeing him spacing out and muttering some words to himself, the owner of the restaurant was confounded. "What do you mean by Kun Peng, Mr. Yang? What are you saying in the middle of our conversation?"

The restaurant's owner was now guarding himself against this unreasonably handsome young man in front of him. He was fatso and had a beard dangling on his chin. Yang Lujia even wondered how he was able to cross his legs with those thick thighs of his. 'Alright, let's ignore the notifications first. Let's talk about business matters right now. I don't want to become discriminatory against another person like him. Although I know that he's just someone under a disguise, though…'

"Owner, don't you think it's rude?" Yang Lujia interrupted the restaurant's line of thoughts and the latter's vigilance towards him.

"What do you mean by this, Mr. Yang?" The owner was confused. "Did you mean…"

Yang Lujia coughed and looked at the owner intently. "Yes, I am rude to somehow become blanked out amidst our conversation just then. However, isn't it more impolite for someone to talk about business with another under a guise? Don't you think, Ms. Owner?"

"You got me there…" The restaurant's owner quickly caught on to his meaning and removed her fa?ade as she looked at him with full interest now. After all, she was an old lady who had experienced several things in life and was even acquainted with someone at the level of the peak Saint Emperor. For someone to be able to see through her disguise, given that she was someone who mastered an art that no one would be able to pierce through her identity, was quite impressive for quite a feat.

Even that man would never recognize her identity. As for why she was hiding her true identity, it was also because of that man she hated to her core. After all, their son… he stole him away from her…

"A peak Saint Emperor like you, who could only be called a restaurant's owner, isn't your identity a bit suspicious?" Yang Lujia directly asked.

"I'd say the same thing to you, Mr. Yang," the old woman answered, smiling amiably. "No one has been able to see through my disguise at all. I wonder how you're able to see through it. Could it be that you have special eyes?"

Yang Lujia nodded and activated his pair of purple eyes. "I do have special eyes. However, once I fully activate them, I don't know whether you can take them or not. After all, many have died when they fall under my gaze."

"What the hell…" The old woman immediately moved her gaze away from Yang Lujia. It was too dangerous. She nearly killed herself now after the instinctual danger she had never felt for a long time kicked in. When she felt the oppression from Yang Lujia disappears, she looked at him once more.

Yang Lujia's eyes turned black once more and said, "You must want to ask who I am. However, I already told you. I am Yang Lujia. I come from the Yang Tribe. I am also already twenty-something. Other than these information, I probably can't give you more as even I don't know my origins very well."

While there was some truth in his words, he would never tell anyone about Fortuniel's presence. Of course, that would be obvious to anyone. Anyone would never tell anybody their secrets unless they were complete idiots that needed the heavens to save their undying stupidity.

"Is that so…" The old woman tried to observe Yang Lujia more, the more she felt the peril she had felt earlier. It was like the moment she took one step forward, it would be the end of her life. It was like making an enemy out of this young man would make her life more miserable than it already was.

Moreover, although he looked like a mortal, a completely harmless guy, the danger she felt was no joke. As a peak Saint Emperor, she was more familiar with the rules than anyone else, provided also that she had dabbled over them for quite several years as she had been in that realm (Saint Emperor) for the same period of time.

"You only need to know one thing, though," Yang Lujia said, his tone and facial expression extremely somber at the moment. "No one in this realm could threaten me. Even if the leaders of all the factions, including the two temples everyone had been talking about, would gang up on me, they were no different than ants in front of me. Even the Will of Da Shikong would not be able to withstand my power. If my powers were not suppressed, specifically my cultivation level, I would have already caused destruction in this realm just by my presence alone. Do you know what that means, don't you, old woman?"

GASP!

To make such bold statements, one should have enough confidence in anyone blocking their way. This was also a warning against her. If she didn't act accordingly and would use her connections to search and dig deeper into his identity, she would be doomed. What a scary young man.

"Do you get what I meant, old woman?"

"What do you exactly mean, Mr. Yang? I don't get it at all." She pretended to not know it, at least she could still act until the very moment. Otherwise, if she outwardly showed her intentions when they began their conversation, she must have already been brought to the Palace of Yama.

"Huh? Didn't you get it?" Yang Lujia was stumped at her reaction. He did not expect as well that she looked nervous when she tried to reply to his words. Did she somehow misinterpret what I was trying to say?

"Kind of, Mr. Yang. Can… Can you explain it to me… about… about exactly what you—"

SIGH!

"Can't you already tell, old lady? I lack money. Thus, I will not be able to pay you the spirit stones for all the dishes we ate!" Yang Lujia directly said, trying his best not to flare up his face in embarrassment. He did not want to part with any of his things at all.

Even if he did have the money, their food did not really help him elevate his cultivation level—although it might have helped those around him.

SPEECHLESS.