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

Chapter 207: I Said Last Words, Not Wishes · Nov 06, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: After Carpenter Yang Dies, Go Dance on His Grave 2026-11-06
202 Chapter 202: With a Crack, a Living Man Turned into a Folding Screen 2026-11-06
203 Chapter 203: One Lost Her Brother, the Other Bows to No One 2026-11-06
204 Chapter 204: Avoid Her Wrath? With That Level? She’s Not Even Worth It 2026-11-06
205 Chapter 205: Assaulting a 749 Investigator? You Dare Block Me? Come on, Block Again 2026-11-06
206 Chapter 206: Let Me See How You’re Going to Fight Me to the Death 2026-11-06
207 Chapter 207: I Said Last Words, Not Wishes 2026-11-06
208 Chapter 208: Lu Ding Nearly Laughed Himself to Death—You’re Laughing So Loud 2026-11-06
209 Chapter 209: I’m Talking to You—Can’t You Hear Me?! 2026-11-06
210 Chapter 210: This Tooth I Pulled—It’s the Glory of Your Life 2026-11-06
211 Chapter 211: Xitong 749 Is Full of Slackers 2026-11-06
212 Chapter 212: Procedural Issue, Confidentiality Clause, Await Further Notice 2026-11-06
213 Chapter 213: I Don’t Accept This—F*** That, I Ain’t Accepting a Single Bit of It 2026-11-06
214 Chapter 214: Chopping a Few of Your Tentacles Isn’t Too Much, Right? 2026-11-06
215 Chapter 215: The Eye of Direct Sight—Corruption, Depravity, Look at Me 2026-11-06
216 Chapter 216: ”Slaying the Golden Toad and Discovering the Serpent-Toad Pit” 2026-11-06
217 Chapter 217: Divine Palace Becomes White Jade Capital, Dragon Gate Turns into the Southern Heavenly Gate 2026-11-06
218 Chapter 218: Deputy Director Holds the Line, Won’t Let Them Get Bullied 2026-11-06
219 Chapter 219: Lu Ding and Bai Hemen Present Ashes as Birthday Gift to Madam Bai!! 2026-11-06
220 Chapter 220: The Wail of the Weak, the Screams of the Defeated 2026-11-06
221 Chapter 221: Not a Word of Provocation, Yet Every Word Was Provocative 2026-11-06
222 Chapter 222: His Name Is Bai Hemen, Not Bai Baoyu! 2026-11-06
223 Chapter 223: If Plans Can’t Keep Up with Changes, Then Fight!! 2026-11-06
224 Chapter 224: A Useless Waste with Only a Cultivation Realm—You Were Never Worthy to Witness My Methods 2026-11-06
225 Chapter 225: Grandma, the Northwest Is Beautiful—We’re Never Coming Back Again 2026-11-06
226 Chapter 226: You Still Dare to Fake It with Brother Lu Here, ’Zhang Wei’!! 2026-11-06
227 Chapter 227: Huangfu Lingyun Pretends to Faint After Being Blasted Away 2026-11-06
228 Chapter 228: Not Going. Until the Tree Falls, I Won’t Leave! 2026-11-06
229 Chapter 229: Exposing the Mole—You Used ’Plugging Your Ears While Stealing a Bell’ Perfectly 2026-11-06
230 Chapter 230: A Sin Dragon Without a Body—How Dare It Have Dragon Horns! 2026-11-06
231 Chapter 231: The Physical Version of Oneness with Heaven and Man 2026-11-06
232 Chapter 232: Guard-Up Fist Opening, One Finger at Central Plains, Elbow Drop to Shoulder, Inch Force Cracks the Skull 2026-11-06
233 Chapter 233: A Flat Earth Worldview, Centrifugal Force Formed the Ice Wall 2026-11-06
234 Chapter 234: The East and West Poles—Are There Dinosaurs? 2026-11-06
235 Chapter 235: Got Guts? Lock Radar on Me and Fire. Go Smash That Plane. 2026-11-06
236 Chapter 236: If You Won’t Come See Me, Then Don’t Bother Coming to Dragon Wall—Go Straight Back Home 2026-11-06
237 Chapter 237: Great Han’s Too Much—Bullying Us in Our Own Country 2026-11-06
238 Chapter 238: Lick That Spit Off the Ground! 2026-11-06
239 Chapter 239: Hetu’s Prodigy Breaks, Xingbang’s Twin Stars Crumble 2026-11-06
240 Chapter 240: The CG in the Dragon Wall, The Might of the Three Calamities 2026-11-06
241 Chapter 241: Wake Up All the Old Spirits, Lord Lu Taishui’s Assigning Us a Job 2026-11-06
242 Chapter 242: If This Moment Could Be Frozen, They’d Be the Ultimate Winners 2026-11-06
243 Chapter 243: It’s Not Just Lu Ding Who’s Showing Off—Wuzang Shengshe Is Too 2026-11-06
244 Chapter 244: Resume Embellishment? One Stamp of the Seal—This Is 999 Pure Gold 2026-11-06
245 Chapter 245: Lu Ding’s Not in Bao Fan District, Let’s Rob His House 2026-11-06
246 Chapter 246: Shrewd Yet Still Wrong 2026-11-06
247 Chapter 247: Guess Where I Am? 2026-11-06
248 Chapter 248: Like the Demon-Slaying Lord Descended from Heaven, Truly the Human Taishui Deity 2026-11-06
249 Chapter 249: A Heaven-Sent Treasure Worth 1,500 Contribution Points 2026-11-06
250 Chapter 250: Charging Straight to Si Ming, Slay Without Redemption, Forbidden by Nothing 2026-11-06

Bai Hemen pulled out a smile.

He had missed the incident with Bai Baoce before, and felt a bit regretful.

He didn’t get a chance to fight any of the Bai Family’s younger generation.

Now Lu Ding had even saved him one who couldn’t run away.

Such a nice guy.

He hooked his finger at Bai Baolian: “Come on up. I’m afraid if we fight down here, he might accidentally shock you to death.”

One sentence—no real harm, but full-on insult.

Bai Baolian looked toward Lu Ding.

Then glanced at Bai Hemen.He could crush me with one hand, but what makes you so arrogant!?

She leapt up, landing hard.

Bai Baolian made the first move.

The battle, instantly ignited.

Watching Bai Hemen and Bai Baolian going at it.

Then seeing Lu Ding abusing a Divine Palace Realm.

Wang Qingge was anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

She couldn’t speak, so she could only fume silently.

Frantically waving her little wooden plaque.

【What about me? What about me!? Who do I fight!! Don’t forget me!! I haven’t fought yet!!】

【Look at me, stop for a second, just look at me, Lu Ding, look at me! Who do I fight!!】

After punching Cha Yuanzheng into the dirt again, Lu Ding turned to glance at Wang Qingge.

“You? Didn’t I already assign you earlier? So many people—fight whoever you want.”

Then, he felt that wasn’t clear enough.

After being around someone as single-minded as Bai Hemen for so long, he understood deeply—

With someone like that, if you don’t spell things out, there’s no telling what kind of mess they’ll cause.

And by then, people would still try to blame you for it.

Why not just explain things directly, without playing riddles?

Just speak plainly—is that so hard?

So, Lu Ding added, “If anyone comes up later, ask them first if they’re from the 749. Be careful not to get it wrong. You can’t hit people from the 749.”

【Oh okay fine】

Even without tone, the writing made it clear that Wang Qingge was a bit unhappy with this assignment.

But there was no helping it—no one else was around.

She turned toward the pile of unconscious Cultivators of Qi.

Raised her little wooden plaque.

If anyone so much as twitched or flinched, she’d whack them on the back of the head with it.

Down in the pit.

Cha Yuanzheng climbed up from the ground once again with great effort.

Half his body of ice was cracked all over, and his flame-covered side was reduced to a few flickers.

Lu Ding took a glance at Bai Hemen’s fight, seeing it had only just begun.

He looked back.

“So, this is your idea of fighting me to the death?”

“You dare kill someone from the Bai Family!!!”

Cha Yuanzheng punched over—Lu Ding caught it easily, then slowly twisted—crack crack crack crack...

“Let the past be the past. Say something new.”

Feeling like his arm was trapped in iron clamps.

Cha Yuanzheng swung his left arm next.

“The Bai Family won’t let you off!!!”

Lu Ding caught it again, twisting it till another crisp crack rang out.

“That’s a problem for later.”

“AHHHH!!!!”

Cha Yuanzheng roared—just as Lu Ding thought he was about to unleash some secret move...

The man suddenly headbutted him.

Makes perfect sense!

Both arms restrained—what else could he use?

BANG!!!

A clean headbutt, but Lu Ding barely felt a thing.

He even felt like laughing. A Divine Palace Realm fighter using a headbutt?

This was almost the martial version of the Uchiha suplex…

Then—

Still holding both of Cha Yuanzheng’s arms, Lu Ding slowly rose into the air.

And returned the headbutt!

THUMP!!!!

Same move.

But Lu Ding’s strike was at least ten times more powerful.

Just one blow sent Cha Yuanzheng’s head snapping backward, face caved in, blood flowing.

His eyes turned dazed on the spot.

Lu Ding followed up with a kick.

Cha Yuanzheng’s body was blasted away, leaving only his two arms in Lu Ding’s hands.

Just that one exchange—

The Fifth Layer of Si Ming Realm was now a lamb awaiting slaughter, a fish on the cutting board.

Lu Ding walked over.

Cha Yuanzheng was barely hanging on.

His ice-covered half had been shattered into a pitiful mess, and his fire-wrapped half was nothing but charred black.

Both shoulders, where arms had been, gushed blood.

And still, Cha Yuanzheng was trying to rise and keep fighting.

Lu Ding had seen stubborn types before.

But this was the hardest bone yet.

Got to admit—

As an opponent, that kind of willpower deserved Lu Ding’s respect.

Of course.

That respect didn’t mean letting him go—it meant giving him a clean death.

Lu Ding pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him from struggling.

Spoke calmly: “You’re allowed a final statement. So, anything you want to say?”

Cha Yuanzheng raised his head.

With severely damaged eyes, he could only make out a faint shape of Lu Ding.

“Can you let Miss Baolian go?”

Lu Ding sighed: “I let you say last words because I respected your will to fight without fear or surrender, even knowing you’d lose.”

“Not because I’m granting f***ing wishes.”

As he spoke, a slash burst forth from Lu Ding’s hand.

Moments later, Cha Yuanzheng vanished—leaving only a puddle of blood on the ground.

Respect goes both ways.

Lu Ding respected his will.

But what he said? That was a bit of an insult to Lu Ding’s intelligence.

If he’d said, I want a bowl of braised pig trotter rice, Lu Ding might’ve actually delivered it to his grave someday.

But letting a tiger back into the mountains?

Lu Ding wasn’t some wish-granting turtle in a well—you think way too much.

He leapt up out of the pit.

The fight between Bai Hemen and Bai Baolian was at full heat.

Lu Ding watched, silently evaluating.

Even though Bai Baolian’s defeat was already showing.

To last this long against Bai Hemen, when their realms weren’t that far apart, was something she could be proud of.

After all, Bai Hemen’s combat strength—

Was as real and hard-earned as Lu Ding’s. Not just empty reputation.

If not for Lu Ding being from Yunhai 749—

Then Bai Hemen would’ve stood at the top alone.

Crushing others by sheer gap.

Fighting above his realm was as easy as eating and drinking for him.

That eerie spiritual energy laced with corpse aura—who knows how many people’s nightmares it would become.

And he was dead set in his ways. If he said he’d kill you, he’d kill you, even if it meant risk.

That was probably the window God closed on him.

Lu Ding thought, If Yan Feifan were paired with Bai Hemen as his second…

Then...

They would truly be complementary.

But Lu Ding—he was more like the combination of both their strengths, pushed even further into monstrosity.

Thinking about it—

Lu Ding started feeling uneasy.

Why am I even evaluating myself like this!?

No, something’s off.

Nine times out of ten, it’s wrong.

He must’ve been influenced by what others were saying.

BOOM!!!

As he was thinking.

Bai Baolian came crashing down hard.

Her exposed skin and face were covered in hideous greenish patterns.

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