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

Chapter 140: Tianli Cult Appears Again—Tell Lan Mingli to Hurry Up, I’m on a Tight Schedule · 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

Quan Qing led the way inside.

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen followed.

Someone hurried past nearby, carrying a familiar scent with them.

Lu Ding’s nose twitched—he’d smelled this before on Liu Xingchuan, the Tianli Cult branch leader in Jing City.

His gaze followed.

“Tianli Cult.......”

He didn’t lower his voice. The man heard those three words, turned back in panic, and locked eyes with Lu Ding.

The moment he got a good look—

his pupils widened.“Lu........”

He only got the “Lu” out before Lu Ding blinked forward, grabbed the man midair—

and just as he was about to slam him into the ground,

he paused.

The floor might break!

So he lifted him up and instead—

smashed a punch straight into his face.

Knocked out seven or eight molars on the spot, blood flying everywhere.

The Tianli Cult man instantly blacked out. Lu Ding dragged him into the bathroom and tossed him onto a toilet.

Bai Hemen reached out and slapped him.

Smack!

“Wake up!!”

The man opened his eyes with a jolt, flinched with a knife-hand reflex, throwing an arm up to block his face.

“Aaagh........”

Lu Ding bent over, pointing to his own face, “You recognize me?”

“N-no.....” he tried to deny it.

Bai Hemen raised his hand and gave him another slap, knocking out a few front teeth this time.

“Think again.”

Normally, based on Lu Ding’s personality, he wouldn’t waste breath on a Tianli Cult member.

He’d just snap their neck.

Tianli Cult was an evil cult—749 investigators had a standing order to act on sight.

Plus, he had personal beef with them.

One of their branch leaders died at Lu Ding’s hands.

That was no small grudge.

So when enemies met, yeah—it was on sight.

But!!!

As far as Lu Ding knew, there was no Tianli Cult branch in Jinshan.

And this guy knew who he was.

Best case scenario, it was a coincidence—maybe the guy was just visiting and happened to recognize him.

Worst case? This b*****d came here for him.

And not many people knew Lu Ding was here today.

If the Tianli Cult really came targeting him, that meant—

there was a mole in 749.

Having a mole that close? No way he could sleep soundly.

It had to be flushed out and crushed.

Under all these conditions, this guy would get to live a little longer.

The man nodded.

“Y-yeah... I’ve heard of you before.”

“So there’s no Tianli Cult branch in Jinshan. What are you doing here? You here for me?”

“Think carefully—you only get one chance to answer. Since you know who I am, you should’ve heard of what I do.”

The man’s face turned white from fear.

His lips trembled, “I... I don’t know. Orders came from above, told members near Jinshan to gather.”

“Th-then I just came.”

Doesn’t know, huh...

Judging by his level and nerve, he was probably a low-ranking grunt.

“So there are others from your group in this restaurant?”

The man nodded, pointing upstairs, “Private room, upstairs. People from all over. My superior’s there.”

“Who’s your superior?”

“Tianli Cult—Slayer of Life, Savior of Death—Ding Buxiu.”

“Alright. That’s the answer I wanted.”

The grunt might not know anything,

but the named guy upstairs surely would.

Lu Ding stood up straight.

The toilet under the man rippled into darkness.

A massive serpent head burst from the bowl and chomped down,

dragging the man into the shadows.

This was another use of the Serpent Devour Great Maw—for corpse disposal.

Bai Hemen typed on his phone nearby.

“Jinshan 749 just said, Lan Mingli’s at their gate right now.”

Lu Ding clicked his tongue. “Tell them I’m at...”

He opened the bathroom door, poked his head out, and asked Quan Qing,

“What’s this place called again?”

“Lord Lu Taishui, this place is called Yipinxian,” Quan Qing said flatteringly from the door.

“Yipinxian. Tell him to hurry over. I’m on a tight schedule. Gotta wrap this up quick. Also tell Li Kai to send a cleanup team.”

“Just say Tianli Cult operatives slipped in. Might get messy.”

As Lu Ding spoke, Bai Hemen typed away.

Elsewhere.

At the gate of Jinshan 749, Li Kai read the message aloud from his phone.

“The guy you’re looking for is at Yipinxian. He wants you to hurry up—he’s in a rush. I’m heading over now. Wanna come with me?”

Lan Mingli looked confused.

What the hell kind of situation was this?

He’d come to cause trouble for the guy—

and the guy was telling him to hurry up?

Did he even take him seriously?!

Lan Mingli pressed his lips together. “So, Captain Li, did you tell him who I am?”

“Doesn’t matter who you are. You coming or not? If not, I’m going myself. Hurry up.”

Li Kai texted his staff while jogging off to get the car.

That feeling of being dismissed—no, disregarded—

made Lan Mingli clench his fists.

What did he mean by “Doesn’t. Matter. Who. You. Are!?”

Hot breath hissed from his nostrils.

Back in Yunmeng, he’d never been treated like this.

Anywhere in the Cultivator circles—

he always attracted attention and respect,

always heard people whispering behind his back:

“See that? That’s Lan Mingli, ranked ninth on the Talented Youth List. Folks call him Yunmeng’s Blue Flute.”

And now, here in this dump of a town, you’re telling me everyone’s the same?!

Lan Mingli clenched his jaw.

“I have my own car!!”

“Then keep up. I’m in a hurry.”

Vroom!!!

Li Kai floored the accelerator and sped off.

Although Lu Ding was always clean and efficient at handling problems, somehow, trouble just followed wherever he went.

Jinshan had never seen any Tianli Cult freaks before this.

Not that he was complaining—just grumbling.

He had to hurry, before things turned into something they couldn’t clean up.

....

At Yipinxian restaurant.

Inside the “Four Seas” private room.

Four men and one woman were chatting happily.

Ding Buxiu, a man in his early forties, clapped a young man beside him on the shoulder.

“Baoxiang, you really hit the jackpot this time. First mission after joining the Tianli Cult and it’s already a big one.”

“Do well—don’t drag down the reputation of your uncle, Cripple Li.”

Hearing Ding Buxiu say that,

the only woman in the group leaned on the table, chin in hand, batting her eyes at Li Baoxiang.

“Little Bao~ how come you joined the Tianli Cult instead of going into treasure hunting with your uncle? Didn’t he recently start looking into the Golden Toad over at Ba’er Mountain?”

It would’ve been better not to mention his uncle. The moment she did, the name “Cripple Li” triggered him.

Li Baoxiang picked up the wine vessel in front of him, downed a shot of baijiu in one go, and slammed it onto the table.

“With him?”

He stopped there, let out a few cold chuckles, then couldn’t help going on.

“Every day it’s mountain to forest, forest to mountain. Sleeping rough, eating cold, wasting cultivation time—and he barely shared anything with me.”

“Dude was famous for years, and what did it get him? Got his Zhima Beasts snatched by Cao Ying, lost face. Now none of the old treasure hunters even respect him anymore.”

“There’s no future sticking with him.”

“As for the Golden Toad at Ba’er Mountain? He couldn’t handle it. Went north to find a Goat Herder, planning to partner up.”

Turns out, this Li Baoxiang was none other than the direct nephew of Cripple Li.

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