Origin Court: Accepting Disciples With A System

Chapter 127 A Saint Prince

TO THE SOUTH of Da Shikong, a young man with a dark aura looming around him was sitting cross-legged on his bed. Strips of darkness rules were swirling around his whole body. Until at the moment, he was in a baffled state, albeit he was cultivating as usually as he was.

“I have already formed seven crowns, just two more and I’ll be reaching the peak, but those memories… where did they come from? Why do I see the master in those memories? It’s like he was fighting himself? Or was it someone else? Then, he got—ah it’s so messy! I can’t even remember every single detail.”

He rumpled his hair in frustration with his breathing getting craggier and craggier the more he thought about those memories. On that note, he also gained some methods in cultivation, which made his progress even faster.

“My crowns are quite dark. It must be because of the darkness rules I comprehended. And because of what the senior of the Stellar Fiend Palace told me, I only comprehended the inferior rules of darkness. When the master brought someone back to life, did he use rules back then? Then, from Da Shenghou, the master was already that powerful?” he wondered, calming himself down as his thoughts came to settle in one place after trying to remember some memories that seemed to be related to his master.

“I wonder how my second junior brother was doing. Master saved him, right? I know master wouldn’t leave him alone. He must have also had his revenge. Hang on there, second junior brother. I will certainly find the two of you.”_.

“Saint Prince, I will now report to you the matters about the people you are searching for,” an attendant from outside his room talked.

Lin Diyu’s heart that was earlier filled with longing was now brimming with excitement. “Come in! Come in!”

When the person entered his room, the attendant was holding a piece of paper, with it the information concerning the people the Saint Prince had ordered him to find. “Saint Prince, I have located two people walking near the Dragon Emperor Palace. However, it seems like they’re weaker than we have expected after we checked them.”

Lin Diyu showed a disappointed look on his face. When the attendant showed him a photograph of the two, he felt even more dispirited.

“You may get out now, but continue to seek for them. I still need to cultivate,” he said. “It’s really not easy to find master. Given his cautious personality, he must be hiding right now. Or perhaps he just wants me not to find him. No matter, I must find you, master! I have doubts in my heart right now. I want to help you with all that I can, in my power, to fight with you against that person I saw in my memories that you fought.”

He needed more power! More strength to help his master resist something in the future!

On the other side of the palace, a young man holding a fan with one hand was also interrogating someone, his attendant. He had pointed and sharp eyes and had nose akin to a hawk’s beak, just almost as tall as Lin Diyu was.

“How was it? What have you found out about that new Saint Prince’s objectives? Have you observed his attendant’s movements?”

The attendant then replied, “No, Saint Prince. So far, there are no movements from their side—”

“No, he must be hiding something. It feels like he’s trying to cook something from behind. Because of his sudden presence, my position as the first successor had destabilized. This is clearly not a good thing for our side,” the young man said as he continued to elegantly fan himself. “What about the Fiend Emperor? Has he made any statements? I heard that he was the one who personally invited that dog of a Saint Prince to the palace from the lower realm. What a scum. He actually invited such a lowly creature to our palace?!”

The attendant remained silent as he listened to the first line of successors for the throne of the Fiend Emperor, the First Saint Prince.

“What about the Second Saint Prince? That idiot who provokes everyone should have already no hopes of becoming the official successor, right?”

The attendant just nodded but sooner reminded, “However, Your Highness, we need to be careful with the Second Saint Prince, among the three of you, I heard that he was the most ruthless.”

“Oh? What’s your opinion about him?” the First Saint Prince asked.

“Your Highness the Second Saint Prince deserves to be called a lunatic for his unrestrained killing of others, not even hiding away from the eyes of the Fiend Emperor.”

The First Saint Prince’s eyes strangely flashed. “Do you think the Fiend Emperor likes what he’s doing?”

“I don’t think so, Your Highness. Despite the personality of the Fiend Emperor of always wanting to slaughter everyone whoever opposes his path, he also doesn’t want to kill his own people as he would not benefit from them at all. What he needs is another emperor’s body to absorb for his own to increase his strength,” the attendant said, matter-of-factly.

“You, attendant, how do you know so much?”

SILENCE.

“Who do you truly work for?” the First Saint Prince continued.

“Your Highness, I always do a lot of research, spending my time in the palace’s Fiend Library to learn more about the Fiend Emperor as well as asking questions from the people in the palace and around the palace,” the attendant sincerely replied, bowing down his head, afraid of the First Saint Prince’s wrath.

“Why are you shaking? I haven’t said anything yet. But…” the First Saint Prince trailed. “But you know what’s going to happen when I get mad, right? Not only will your life become involved but also your family. Don’t make me ask you the same question again…” His jaw snapped as he gradually walked toward where the attendant was standing, his eyes drilling into the soul of the other party.

“Who do you truly work for? Me. Or. The. Second. Prince?”