Chapter 2: War Dragon Sect's Yang Lujia

IN THIS REALM where power reigns as king, strength ascends to the throne unchallenged. Here, the mighty dictate while the feeble falter, an ageless decree echoing across the five realms.

War Dragon Sect.

It was the sect to which Yang Lujia belonged. The first time Yang Lujia arrived here, the profound jolt he received might be the greatest he experienced in his entire life, knowing that he lived as a heartless person in his past.

As he surveyed his surroundings, the place unfolded like a breathtaking vista, surpassing even Earth's most captivating tourist spots he had meticulously sought out.

In essence, the entire sect exuded an otherworldly charm, as if plucked from a realm where magic itself breathed life into every stone and leaf.

The front gate of the sect stretched wide, its archway fashioned in the likeness of a colossal, dark-green dragon, its hollow eyes gleaming with an aura of ancient wisdom and power. Passing through this formidable entrance, Yang Lujia found himself embraced by the majestic presence of seven towering mountains, each one standing tall and resolute, as if beckoning him into a realm where legends and reality intertwined.

Later on, he found out that they were called peaks, whereby each had its own peak master and his or her own disciples. The mountain at the center, on the other hand, was the peak where the Supreme Elder and the Sect Master themselves lived.

At that time, he was completely unaware that the old man who picked him up in the middle of that Eucharistic War was actually the Supreme Elder of the sect, a status that the word 'reverence' itself would find hard to describe. The various disciples from the different peaks treated him like an ancestor-level existence, one whose strength rivaled if not was all along greater than the Sect Master himself.

Yet, every day, despite the status that he had in the eyes of most people, the old man, Zhuquan De, seemed to do things so leisurely like an ordinary person. Yang Lujia was fed and raised by him, making the former feel a sense of fatherly love and security; fatherly love because of the thought that he was abandoned by his parents in this world, neither did he receive such a thing when he was on Earth; and security because he knew that the old man was strong enough to protect him.

However, until that moment, he never knew how strong the old man was.

And some time ago, this clouded existence in the eyes of Yang Lujia disappeared.

That being said, however, Zhuquan De left a letter to Yang Lujia. He wrote: "Lu'er, this old man will now go back to his own realm to meet someone. That's because I know that you're already strong enough to protect yourself. Lablats, Grandpa! <3"

This time, reading the last part of the letter, Yang Lujia rolled his eyes. He even speculated that the old man came from Earth because he knew some words that this world had never encountered or even symbols like: "<3".

Moreover, this old man was really cheeky and a joker to the extreme. Recalling the time when he was a kid, this old thing always teased him about marrying a girl or whether he liked women with big twin bazookas or those with plateau-chested ones. In response, he'd often just harrumph and ignore the old man by sleeping or eating high-grade pills like candies.

What really shocked the old man, though, was Yang Lujia's cultivation, which seemed to be soaring nonstop. No matter what, Yang Lujia actually didn't know how he did it. However, thinking about the Supreme Heavenly Scripture he obtained 15 years ago, he couldn't blame himself for getting stronger every day.

If other cultivators were to know that Yang Lujia was trying to blame himself for getting stronger day by day, they wouldn't dare believe it. They would even punch him for trying to do so. Well, if they could.

At times, he was once reprimanded by the old man for doing leisurely things. He didn't care, however. He even talked back and told the old man he was also doing the same things like him. Only until the old man knew his cultivation level did the latter stop scolding him for being lazy.

Zhuquan De even thought that Yang Lujia was so heaven-defying, catching up to his own realm at a fast rate. After living for millions of years, he didn't know whether he should laugh or cry at his own adopted grandson's talent.

In particular, no matter how many scriptures he gave to the kid, the latter seemed able to understand and practice them without any scruples.

It had to be known that scriptures are a kind of practice that was at the peak of the five realms. And this kid practiced these scriptures like butter. Thus, he came to a conclusion himself: Yang Lujia is a taboo existence!

In Da Shenghou, the Realm of Life, the cultivations of geniuses were not as fast as his. In other words, Yang Lujia could be considered a taboo existence. In Da Shenghou, the cultivation is divided into eight (8) cultivation realms: Human Surpassing Realm; Ten Meridians Realm; Foundation Path Realm; Core Formation Realm; Spirit Refinement Realm; Human Ascension Realm; Tribulation Transcending Realm; and Mahayana Emperor Realm.

The Human Surpassing Realm or Mortal Surpassing Realm is the realm where a cultivator is to train his physical body to a certain extent wherein it can be able to absorb and store qi.

However, such a realm is just the prerequisite of the Ten Meridians Realm, wherein cultivators need to open the ten meridians of their bodies. This realm requires the will of the cultivator to persevere as opening just one meridian of the body could exact a lifetime injury on him.

But if the talent of one person to cultivation was high, he would not have any trouble with opening his closed meridians. Just like him, Yang Lujia.

The Foundation Path Realm is the realm where a cultivator builds his foundation by slowly forming his dantian, using the qi flowing through the ten opened meridians.

Beyond goes the Core Formation Realm, which suggests the strengthening of the dantian, the core of the cultivator. The moment the core turns golden, it indicates that the cultivator has entered this realm.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Refinement Realm is when a cultivator is able to temper their spirit as not only the body should be cultivated but the spirit as well. That was mainly because there are cultivators out there who practice soul or spirit techniques. It would be useless if one had high cultivation, but because his spirit was weak, he could be defeated by another party with lower cultivation.

Skipping the other two which only involved strengthening one's soul or spirit, a Mahayana Emperor Cultivator is already considered the strongest in Da Shenghou. Beyond such a realm could lead to the destruction of the Realm of Life.

When Yang Lujia was five years old, a matter about him improving his strength caused the entire Da Shenghou to tremble as though invaded by a foreign enemy.

Zhuquan De was taken aback and hurriedly told Yang Lujia to suppress his cultivation. However, Yang Lujia himself didn't know what transpired and just followed what Zhuquan De told him to do by lowering his cultivation which he did not even know what realm he currently was at that time.

Until that moment, Yang Lujia, who awakened the other three abilities of the system, found his life boring.

After signing in at multiple places, he was able to accumulate wealth multiple times more than that of the whole sect's treasury, and it was not only limited to certain types of practices but also weapons of different grades that he didn't know.

As a matter of fact, after awakening the 999 Times Ability, 2R's Ability (Repair & Recycle), and Gift Packages Ability of the system, respectively, he received things that were way more powerful than those he could find in Da Shenghou.

The system's 999 Times Ability enabled him to practice the Supreme Heavenly Scripture nine hundred and ninety-nine times more than that of his normal practice, along with other scriptures. Of course, what was considered normal to him would be viewed as abnormal to other people because of his natural aptitude.

The system's 2R ability, on the other hand, allowed him to repair weapons by sacrificing spirit stones to the system or recycling weapons, pills, or any entity with a physical form in exchange for something.

However, the Gift Packages Ability really bewildered him, not knowing how to use it. As time went by, he knew that he could get Gift Packages by getting achievements. Just like his first time killing a person, he was rewarded with a heaven-ranked pellet—which was basically useless to him, anyhow.

Without exploring other places, like the other four realms, he preferred to stay in the dark within the War Dragon Sect. In fact, his identity as the grandson of Zhuquan De saved him the time to explain himself and prevent other disciples from explicitly offending him.

Thus, everyone was polite to him, not knowing the extent of his true strength at all. He should never take the initiative to reveal his own strength, although he really didn't know at what stage he was already at the moment. That was what Zhuquan De, his adoptive grandfather, taught him. Well, he also knew about it very well. Unless the situation called for him to step up, he would not reveal anything as much as he can.

He treaded cautiously, keenly aware of the deceptive nature of human beings here—much like those on Earth, who concealed their true strength until it was too late, often resulting in defeat or worse, death, in this unforgiving realm. Yang Lujia harbored no desire for conflict; as long as no one posed a threat, he preferred to remain passive, avoiding unnecessary entanglements.

After three years of not going out of the Sect Master's peak, he decided to stroll around the sect. Shielding his existence from other people, he stared at the disciples at the training ground, fighting and practicing with one another.

However, these disciples, in his eyes, were really weak. But he knew that there would definitely be a protagonist-like existence among these disciples. Thus, he would never provoke any of them, lest his luck would be reduced and he would get killed in the end.

Of course, he was only exaggerating.

Incidentally, stepping out of the sect's front gate, he mistakenly stepped on one of the eyes of the array formation of the sect, causing the whole sect to slightly tremor. It alarmed the peak masters and the sect master.

On the other hand, Yang Lujia looked stumped and grumbled about his carelessness.

"This is not my fault. The array formation is just too weak," he said, as though a form of comfort to himself, but later rejected this idea and continued, "This isn't right. Shouldn't the array formation be arranged by that old thing of a grandfather? His strength is so strong, so the array formation should be strong as well, right? Whatever!"

Yang Lujia returned to the Sect Master's peak stealthily by tearing up a spatial gate and didn't mind the array formation.

However, after thinking about something, he remembered that he didn't want to get disturbed, so he went back to that specific eye of the array of formation. He decided to fix it, lest other sects would start to covet the War Dragon Sect's treasures and wealth. It would be troublesome to fend them off. Although he knew he was strong, he didn't want to remain careless.

Then, he casually pulled out a spirit stone and placed it on the eye of the formation. Afterward, he pushed a small amount of his qi onto the spirit stone. The whole War Dragon Sect trembled once more, but this time, stronger.

"What the fuck?" Yang Lujia cursed, his eyes narrowing into slits. "The array formation actually broke? I only injected a small amount of my qi!"