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First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Chapter 124: Dual Divine Palace Beatdown on Song Chunfeng – I’ve Been Duped by Lu Ding’s Two-Faced Act! · Nov 06, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: Lu Ding Can Charge Up—But What If I Don’t Let Him? 2026-11-06
102 Chapter 102: Right Now, Immediately, Get Down Here and Fight 2026-11-06
103 Chapter 103: Xu Zui’s Divine Palace vs. Lu Ding’s Linghai—Very Fair! 2026-11-06
104 Chapter 104: Yan Feifan Reaches the Peak—Brother Lu, I’m Not Useless Anymore!! 2026-11-06
105 Chapter 105: What Are You Doing? I’m Booking a Flight to Daheshan 2026-11-06
106 Chapter 106: The Daheshan Rural Revitalization Migration Plan 2026-11-06
107 Chapter 107: Battle Plan—Trading Blows to Wear Down the Old Man 2026-11-06
108 Chapter 108: A Certain Look—Launching the Turncoat into the Air 2026-11-06
109 Chapter 109: Dragging It Out—Who Are Those Crocodile Tears For? 2026-11-06
110 Chapter 110: Birds of a Feather—Ghosts Beckon, Two Techniques Fuse into the Floral Coffin Death Burial 2026-11-06
111 Chapter 111: Bullying the Weak Just Because You’re Strong 2026-11-06
112 Chapter 112: Yeah, It Hurt—You Really Pinched Me Hard 2026-11-06
113 Chapter 113: Airbursting a Hand Grenade Against a Cultivator of Qi—You Almost Got Away 2026-11-06
114 Chapter 114: Bullying the Few with the Many, A Lone Tree Can’t Hold the Canopy, Urgent as Wildfire 2026-11-06
115 Chapter 115: Once I Arrive, Call Them Out—We’ll Take Them Down One by One 2026-11-06
116 Chapter 116: Three Seconds from Now, You’ll Be Lying There—Protect Your Vital Spots 2026-11-06
117 Chapter 117: The Pre-Cast’s Too Long—If You’re Not Convinced, Go Back to Sleep 2026-11-06
118 Chapter 118: Lu Ding, Do You Need a Weapon? 2026-11-06
119 Chapter 119: Your Blade’s Just Low Quality 2026-11-06
120 Chapter 120: Zhang Wei Changes His Name to Huangpu Lingyun, Pulls Out a Stone Stele as a Weapon 2026-11-06
121 Chapter 121: Try Acting Cool One More Time!! 2026-11-06
122 Chapter 122: Water Pump, Activate!! 2026-11-06
123 Chapter 123: Grown-ups Beating Up Kids—Scram! Don’t Make Me Slap You! 2026-11-06
124 Chapter 124: Dual Divine Palace Beatdown on Song Chunfeng – I’ve Been Duped by Lu Ding’s Two-Faced Act! 2026-11-06
125 Chapter 125: Setting Out Overnight to Scout the Winds and Slay the Dragon—When We’re Back, We’ll Be Even Stronger 2026-11-06
126 Chapter 126: Lu Ding, I’m Great at Forging Blades Too 2026-11-06
127 Chapter 127: Talking Reason Doesn’t Work—Now It’s the Unreasonable Duo 2026-11-06
128 Chapter 128: He’s Been Powering Up the Whole Way Here—Your Ancestral Graves Are Gonna Get Chopped to Bits 2026-11-06
129 Chapter 129: Still Care About Saving Face? One Slap Sends You Flying 2026-11-06
130 Chapter 130: I’ll Bring Them Over—Let Kou Huaiyi Come Get Him Himself 2026-11-06
131 Chapter 131: Wrist-Lock, Hands Behind the Back, Mouth Like a Weapon 2026-11-06
132 Chapter 132: This Time It’s a Vertical Slash—Using a Divine Palace Cultivator of Qi to Perform Art 2026-11-06
133 Chapter 133: Floral Coffin Death Burial—Only for the Good-Looking Ones 2026-11-06
134 Chapter 134: Dragon Raising the Coffin Formation, Lu Ding Finally Found a Treasure 2026-11-06
135 Chapter 135: River Wraith, Name-Calling Soul Drop, Acquired Stillwater Lotus Mist Previous Chapter | Next Chapter 2026-11-06
136 Chapter 136: So What, I Hit Her Not You, Just a Casual Thing 2026-11-06
137 Chapter 137: If I Could Cultivate at Eight, I’d Be Stronger Than His Dad 2026-11-06
138 Chapter 138: Wuna Soul-Less Corpse Ghost, Seven-Soul Heart-Pumping Technique 2026-11-06
139 Chapter 139: Heart-Pumping Flesh Fiend Technique—This Is Blood and Flesh Tech 2026-11-06
140 Chapter 140: Tianli Cult Appears Again—Tell Lan Mingli to Hurry Up, I’m on a Tight Schedule 2026-11-06
141 Chapter 141: The Likes of Cao Ying Aren’t Worth Mentioning—Only Lu Ding Is Worth a Look 2026-11-06
142 Chapter 142: Grandma Said Don’t Point at People—Gonna Snatch That Finger Later 2026-11-06
143 Chapter 143: Bring the Heavy Firepower—Let’s Have a Little Skirmish! 2026-11-06
144 Chapter 144: Smacking Cultivators with Heavy Weapons Feels So Damn Good! 2026-11-06
145 Chapter 145: So here—flowers for you, and I’ll ride through them toward the sun 2026-11-06
146 Chapter 146: Lu Ding Is in a Bad Mood, So No One Gets to Have It Easy 2026-11-06
147 Chapter 147: Divine Palace, Second Layer — Time to Cultivate the Dragon-Locking Well 2026-11-06
148 Chapter 148: Blind Granny? I’ll Make You a Dead Granny 2026-11-06
149 Chapter 149: Follow Me, We’re Sending That Dead Old Hag to Her Grave 2026-11-06
150 Chapter 150: Rui Rui, Grandma Found You 2026-11-06

“You fed it well for a few days and treated it like an ancestor, and now that it’s time to contribute, you really think you’re still the ancestor?”

“I don’t believe I can’t deal with you!”

He strode straight toward the passage guarding the cave entrance.

The instructor left behind sighed and looked around helplessly, turning his head side to side.

Truly exhausting.

“Being a counselor is seriously the worst job!”

In the end, he decided to stay behind.

Song Chunfeng couldn’t be allowed to die—and Lu Ding and Bai Hemen had to be protected even more.

They were both first-year intern investigators.With terrifying talent like that, to be blunt, just give them a few years to grow and they’d become walking nukes—strategic assets.

They needed serious protection.

As for Song Chunfeng?

If even Old Li, the Head Instructor, had to follow his own rules, what right did a regular instructor have to interfere in student fights?

You intervene in someone’s grudge, you’re provoking them first.

You provoke, you get hit. Who you gonna blame?

As long as he doesn’t die—it’s fine.

Time ticked by, and in the blink of an eye, half the night had passed.

The pool, now, was a world of contrasts.

As the saying goes: ”Two blossoms on one branch, each with its own bloom.”

On one side: pitch-black clouds rolling and churning, the Sin Dragon hidden within, half a claw exposed, a single scale shimmering with murderous intent.

On the other: gray fog and a shadowy mountain rising, a corpse peeking out, only the head visible—one eye, a vicious grin.

Suddenly, the Sin Dragon looked back. The clouds parted.

Look!!

Those golden vertical pupils locked onto you—are you scared yet?

In that instant, the Corpse King tilted its head. The shadowy mountain pulled back.

Listen!!

Footsteps thundered from far to near—dare you run?

Then suddenly, a voice roared, spiritual energy surged:

“Yin Domain Overlap—Corpse Ridge Mountain!!!”

Bai Hemen burst from the blood pool—no one had time to react.

His Divine Palace Realm cultivation was now clearly on full display.

Zero startup delay—he formed a hand seal and slammed it into the air.

Song Chunfeng, momentarily dazed, felt the ground tremble.

The next second—

the earth rose up, lifting him high into the sky.

Below, a tide of corpses surged forth, scaling cliffs and stone.

Under the dark clouds, the Sin Dragon poked out its head.

Clouds twisted, thunder rumbled.

The Sin Dragon stretched out its claw, gripping for his head.

Its chaotic pupils pierced into the soul, and it spoke with human tongue:

“The rules of the training ground… didn’t say instructors were exempt, did they?”

A fist burst out from the storm cloud—wind howled, lightning crackled.

BOOM!!!!

Song Chunfeng took a punch to the face. The force traveled from head to toe—the shadowy mountain shattered.

His whole body was sent flying downward.

Three seconds passed.

Song Chunfeng’s mind snapped back. Rage twisted his face.

Midair, he flipped his body and spat out a bloodied tooth:

“You dare attack an instructor!!??”

Bai Hemen’s hands formed Qi claws—he yanked upward with a cold laugh:

“Heh. Instructor?”

The earth boomed again.

A mountain rose from flat ground—its peak smashed straight into Song Chunfeng’s lower back, launching him skyward.

Only now did the pained Song Chunfeng finally see clearly.

There was no Sin Dragon in the sky—only Lu Ding, already in position, fists raised high above his head, ready to strike.

Just as Song Chunfeng was launched up in front of him,

Lu Ding brought his fists down with a roar—the wind howled, piercing and sharp.

BOOM!!!!

The massive impact exploded a white shockwave outward, rippling over a hundred meters.

The mountain beneath crumbled again—Song Chunfeng spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Pffft!!”

Lu Ding struck and spoke at the same time, descending with his blow, body following his voice:

“Attack? Instructor Song, per our training grounds’ rules, if provoked, the target is allowed to retaliate ‘freely.’”

“You not only interrupted my retaliation against Huangpu Lingyun, you also provoked me.”

“So now, it’s time for our ‘free retaliation’ segment.”

Bai Hemen surged with Qi, lifting his hand skyward.

“So, this isn’t an ambush. It’s reasonable! Legal! Compliant!”

Boulders the size of buildings surged upward with his gesture.

They collided with the falling Song Chunfeng—slamming him upward again.

At that moment, memories flashed through Song Chunfeng’s mind.

So these two had planned it all along—

The second they broke through to Divine Palace, they’d hit him first—no warning, no chance to dodge?!

D*mn it! He clearly had his chance earlier—he could’ve taught Lu Ding a lesson!

But he hadn’t seized it.

He got fooled—fooled by Lu Ding’s sudden face turn!!

You have this kind of power, and you still play strategy games? You conniving bastard!!

Thoughts churned in Song Chunfeng’s mind—

only to be shattered again by Lu Ding’s fists and kicks.

Each blow was heavy, ruthless.

Fists and feet hammered into him—his internal organs shifted, blood spurted from his mouth again and again.

He looked pitiful.

But Lu Ding knew—he was still a Si Ming Realm Second Layer.

He wasn’t dying that easily.

Boulders flying up from below kept catching Song Chunfeng’s body and launching him higher.

Lu Ding rained down fists and kicks, the impact shattering the rocks behind him into debris that filled the air.

And everyone knew—

taking hits while backed against a surface hurts way more than taking them in open air.

Right now, Song Chunfeng was being hit from both front and back—

wounds piling up on both sides.

He had no chance to fight back.

Bai Hemen’s Yin Domain overlap was suppressing him, Lu Ding’s physical body was overwhelming him,

Bai Hemen kept disrupting him,

and Lu Ding’s bone-crushing punches interrupted his Qi flow.

Right now, Song Chunfeng was nothing more than a fish on a chopping board—completely at their mercy.

But saying it is easy—doing it is not.

That kind of flawless coordination was just the foundation.

The real key was this:

Both Lu Ding and Bai Hemen possessed a level of combat power that most Divine Palace cultivators couldn’t even dream of.

Among them, Lu Ding, who played the role of main attacker, was giving a masterclass—

perfectly showcasing his control over timing, fluid transition of moves, and precision of impact in battle.

Relying entirely on his Oneness with Heaven and Man, he pulled off the holy trinity of combat:

fast, accurate, ruthless.

His power felt like a cheat—

but even if you gave those so-called prodigies a script to follow, step-by-step,

they still might not be able to replicate it.

In this moment, the brutal beauty of pure physical combat was being displayed to its fullest.

Some instructors who had a bit of friendship with Song Chunfeng finally couldn’t sit still.

Yeah, it’s embarrassing for an instructor to lose to a student—

but look at which students we’re talking about.

You think normal trainees could even compare to these two freaks?

“Enough, enough! They’re gonna kill him if you don’t stop!!!”

“You guys are technically within the rules, but two-on-one? That’s not fair!!”

“Stop! Lu Ding! Bai Hemen, stop now! Instructor Song can’t take it anymore!!”

No matter how loud they shouted,

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen’s tag-team never faltered—

they didn’t even acknowledge them.

Stop?

Either knock you out, or break your spirit.

Nothing less will make them stop.

Because once they stopped, Song Chunfeng would have time to fight back—

and an enraged Si Ming Realm cultivator was no joke.

A few of the instructors, afraid something serious might happen to Song Chunfeng,

were just about to rush in—when suddenly—

BOOM!!

A muffled shockwave rang out, buzzing in their skulls.

They turned their heads—

Lu Ting stood there, holding a pair of eight-sided, plum-blossom bright silver war hammers,

leveling one right at them.

“What!? You gonna move?”

“Si Ming beating on Divine Palace. Instructor picking a fight with a student.

He interrupted someone’s retaliation first, then provoked them—twice.

So what if it’s two-on-one?!”

His words weren’t eloquent—but they got the job done.

Lu Ding had the silver tongue—Lu Ting just needed to follow through.

When Lu Ding and Bai Hemen had suddenly launched their attack,

Lu Ting had immediately gone to grab his weapons.

He’d missed the earlier chance—he wasn’t missing this one.

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen were his recruits.

If Song Chunfeng could back Huangpu Lingyun, then why the hell couldn’t Lu Ting back his own people?

And not just him—

he’d even called in other instructor buddies he was tight with.

Behind him now stood rows of instructors,

armed with golden-spiked zao yang spears, plum blossom bright silver lances,

thousand-forged ghost-faced tower shields,

and shoulder-mounted Green Dragon Crescent Blades.

You still wanna break up the fight?

Then you’d better be ready to get smashed by all this gear.

At the training grounds, the rules for students and instructors weren’t that different.

The only real distinction was that instructors had two extra responsibilities:

protect the students’ lives, and teach them spell techniques and combat knowledge.

In the end-of-term assessment—

whoever’s students performed better, got bigger rewards from the training grounds.

And this year?

You didn’t even need to wait.

Lu Ting was about to make bank.

Up in the sky—

a figure crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.

It was Song Chunfeng.

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen landed right after.

Lu Ding bent slightly forward, looking down from above at Song Chunfeng,

who could barely open his eyes, half-conscious.

He spoke in a calm, almost gentle tone:

“Didn’t you love taking sides? Then get up—show me how you do it again.”

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