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

He Tai’s aura burst out, forcing Pan Xing to keep retreating.

He hurriedly opened his mouth to explain: ”It’s not like that, I didn’t mean it that way.”

”If not, then get lost. If you’ve got nothing to say, shut up. Still standing here waiting for me to treat you to a meal? This year your Xingbang’s Dragon Wall qualification is canceled. Now, scram.”

The voice exploded in his ears like a massive bell.

The shock made Pan Xing’s blood churn.

He forcibly swallowed down a mouthful of blood and looked at He Tai in disbelief.

”Why?”

”Because I’m in a bad mood. You happened to be in the way. Got a problem with that?”

Such a simple, straightforward reason.Left Pan Xing speechless.

Several times he opened his mouth to speak, but in the end, this wasn’t Xingbang.

He didn’t dare lay a hand on anyone present.

Even though this place was in Hetu,

The one in charge here—was Great Han!

He lowered his head: ”Understood.”

Pan Xing silently walked over to help up each of the trainees who had gone weak in the knees and hands under Lu Ding’s aura.

Finally.

He came to stand before Li Lang and Dou Zhanling.

From their eyes,

Pan Xing saw a look—one only found in the older generation, who had once fought against Great Han’s 749 Bureau and lived to tell the tale.

It was fear, deep from the soul. Terror, dread.

Their physical injuries were serious, yes.

But compared to the trauma in their hearts, it was nothing.

Because the body could heal.

The mind? These two probably wouldn’t recover for the rest of their lives.

Even if, in the future, they only saw Lu Ding from afar, didn’t fight, didn’t even stand in front of him, they’d still tremble with fear.

”Sigh......”

Pan Xing sighed, helped the two of them up, and walked out.

In the end, he glanced back at Lu Ding.

”With him here this year, we’re done for........”

Not until all of them had left,

Did He Tai switch tones again and walk up smiling: ”Come on, come on, I’ll take you all to the Rolling Dragon Wall.”

Expression, aura, tone—he switched between them so smoothly it was like none of what just happened had ever occurred.

No one brought up the previous scene.

They just casually chatted about home life as they walked into the winding tunnels.

Until they arrived at a heavy door.

On either side, Cultivators of Qi activated a mechanism to open it.

He Tai led the way and said: ”Come take a look at the door our Great Han’s powerhouses carved right out of the Dragon Wall.”

Lu Ding stepped inside. The open space, and that faintly visible wall—like it was forged from solid ice and layered crystals—‘the Dragon Wall’.

No dazzling lights, no divine manifestations.

It looked ordinary, yet had an inexplicable allure.

It pulled at human instinct, making it impossible not to want to get closer.

Lu Ding turned to He Tai.

He gestured forward: ”Go ahead, we’re all family here, no need for formalities, just do your thing.”

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen walked over.

Raised his hand to touch the Dragon Wall. It felt cold, like ordinary marble.

But as He Tai called out: ”Get ready.”

Then, with a boom, the valve opened.

A transparent layer rolled across the Dragon Wall. Instantly, Lu Ding felt a chill rush into his body.

Images formed in his mind, mist parted.

A glorious celestial melody began with a flute—bright, piercing, captivating—ushering him into a radiant world.

The curtain rose!

From first-person view, Lu Ding passed through mountains and forests, saw exotic beasts stampeding, watched celestial birds soar. Colorful clouds swirled and danced in the skies, like flowing auroras, dazzling and surreal.

His view moved forward.

Human cities came into sight—just like here—technology-led, skyscrapers towering, highways spiraling and interwoven.

Suddenly the image shifted.

The beauty vanished in an instant.

The world dimmed, words appeared:

【The Might of the Three Calamities】

【Master the Dao, obtain its source, empower the divine body, walk the extraordinary path, seize heaven’s fortune, uncover the secrets of sun and moon.....If you can evade the Three Calamities, you’ll live as long as the heavens. If not, your body dies, your Dao vanishes～】

BOOM!!!

Thunder roared. The earth trembled. A desolate land filled his view.

A sea of lightning formed.

A sky-piercing giant with bare skin took one step over mountains, rivers, and lakes. Thunder wrapped around his waist. In just a few steps, he was upon them.

Raised his hand!!

An extinction-level disaster was incoming. Lu Ding wanted to dodge, wanted to flee, but he was only a viewpoint—he had no body.

He could only watch helplessly as a twisted lightning column formed in the giant’s hand.

It struck out.

Suddenly, all fell silent. Those ruthless eyes opened high in the heavens.

The frozen scene resumed.

That lightning pillar, thicker than any millennia-old tree, turned into a thread-thin current and zapped Lu Ding—no pain, just a tingly buzz.

Just one zap.

Lu Ding: .......

Such a thunderous show for such a tiny drop—it made Lu Ding doubt everything.

Before he could think further.

The scene shifted again.

Burning clouds rose from the sky. Heatwaves rolled in.

Lu Ding started to feel hot.

Then raging flames surged from heaven to earth—when they reached him, they suddenly extinguished.

The fire kept going past him, racing toward the distant sky.

Lu Ding instinctively looked back. A warm current rose from the Yongquan acupoint, then faded.

A breeze scattered the last of the heat.

Whoosh whoosh—the wind blew.

The sky churned with clouds, tornadoes forming all around—apocalyptic destruction.

But again, all bark no bite.

When it got near Lu Ding, it turned into a soft breeze brushing his face.

Clang!!

A great bell rang, its echo spreading who knows how far.

An aged voice began to sing:

【Thus—gold coins fall, precious steeds leap, joined with Fire of Departure to burn, swept by Wind of Xun, blooming like lotuses across the earth, fluttering like snow across the sky.......】

Lu Ding snapped awake.

What the hell? Why are they chanting that?

Isn’t that the 【Complete True Qingxuan Salvation Flame Jar Feeding Ritual】?!

That’s for releasing souls!!

Are they trying to send me off?!

A wave of coolness passed through his mind. Outside the ice wall, Lu Ding suddenly came to and pulled back his hand.

By now, it had been over half a day since he touched the wall.

Bai Hemen had long finished.

He was standing to the side, waiting with the counselor and He Tai.

Seeing Lu Ding snap out of it,

The three quickly stepped up.

”So? What did you see? Were you amazed?”

The counselor asked excitedly.

Lu Ding nodded: ”Yeah, it was pretty amazing.”

Now that he thought it through—lightning, fire, wind.

They each corresponded to the Taoist Three Calamities: Heavenly Thunder, Yin Fire, Bì Wind.

The Might of the Three Calamities.

Exactly what Patriarch Bodhi taught to Sun Wukong.

As for that last part...

They almost sent him off to the afterlife. How could he not be amazed?

Lu Ding was just confused: ”Why is there voice-over in there?”

Made it feel like a game CG.

To that, the counselor replied: ”Oh, the early versions didn’t have it. Later, one of our 749 experts busted in and thought it was too boring inside.”

”Back then, they called going through the Dragon Wall ‘Ascension’.”

”That expert said, ‘Ascension? You’re just changing locations. There’s no heavenly palace or immortal realm in there. Might as well make it look nice.’”

”So he played his flute and left it behind here.”