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

Chapter 279: Entering in Mourning Garb, Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting!! · Nov 06, 2026

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251 Chapter 251: Unlocking the Hidden Si Ming—Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting! 2026-11-06
252 Chapter 252: Better Face Yama Than Offend Taishui 2026-11-06
253 Chapter 253: Wen Ruchu, Call for Help!!! 2026-11-06
254 Chapter 254: I’ll Teach Him Some F**ing Logic—Move! 2026-11-06
255 Chapter 255: Seems Like You Don’t Take Me Seriously 2026-11-06
256 Chapter 256: The He Family’s Earth Observer Elder, Make Me a Pot of the Strong Stuff 2026-11-06
257 Chapter 257: Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting — Si Ming Showdown 2026-11-06
258 Chapter 258: No Sons, But Guts — A Real Man, Give Him a Decent Spot 2026-11-06
259 Chapter 259: When Ordered to Strike, Don’t Bother Telling People from Beasts 2026-11-06
260 Chapter 260: I’m Not Targeting Anyone, I’m Just Saying—Everyone Here Is Trash 2026-11-06
261 Chapter 261: Cao Ying Was Also Awake, Millennium White, Ninety-Nine Percent Pure, Rare Treasure 2026-11-06
262 Chapter 262: Mid-Autumn Festival Isn’t Even Here Yet, and Someone’s Already Lovesick? 2026-11-06
263 Chapter 263: To Put It Bluntly, This Is Just Making Use of Waste 2026-11-06
264 Chapter 264: You’ve Got Nerve, But I Wonder If Your Life’s That Big Too 2026-11-06
265 Chapter 265: Watch Me Rip It Open, Tear It Apart, and Pound It Into a Pile of Meat 2026-11-06
266 Chapter 266: Contained Creature: Anaconda Spirit – Reward: Crushing Sleeve 2026-11-06
267 Chapter 267: I’ll Only Say It Once—Don’t Mistake Kindness for Weakness 2026-11-06
268 Chapter 268: Mooncakes are here~ Mooncakes are gone~ 2026-11-06
269 Chapter 269: Two Apes Chop Wood in the Deep Mountains, and a Little Monkey Dares to Respond? 2026-11-06
270 Chapter 270: D*mn it, I’m not sleeping tonight—I’m going head-to-head with you! 2026-11-06
271 Chapter 271: Kitchen God, Calamity Star, Another Group Fight Coming? 2026-11-06
272 Chapter 272: If the 749 Folks Show Up, It’s All Over 2026-11-06
273 Chapter 273: Sin Dragon with Pearl as Belt, Four Beasts Warring on the Armor as Omen of Calamity 2026-11-06
274 Chapter 274: Oneness with Heaven and Man never triggered it, and you think White Snake Scale-Shake did? 2026-11-06
275 Chapter 275: Tech synergy, overwhelming numbers, home field advantage 2026-11-06
276 Chapter 276: I’ve located the Fireball Children, full assault! 2026-11-06
277 Chapter 277: Containment of the Fireball Children, Gained the Cinderfire Technique 2026-11-06
278 Chapter 278: ”Lu Taishui, I took out your Si Ming with my Earth Observer. Fair trade—satisfied?” 2026-11-06
279 Chapter 279: Entering in Mourning Garb, Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting!! 2026-11-06
280 Chapter 280: Containment of Mourning Garb, Kitchen God Save Me!! 2026-11-06
281 Chapter 281: True Gods Don’t Possess, Beating the H*ll Out of the Kitchen God 2026-11-06
282 Chapter 282: Brutal Execution of Calamity Star, Hacking the Furnace Like the Stubborn Stone of Nanshan 2026-11-06
283 Chapter 283: Even if Huokang Village didn’t raise them, 749 can. 2026-11-06
284 Chapter 284: The Enduring Fire of Sin—This Is “Heaven-Taking, Earth-Manifesting” Lord Lu Taishui 2026-11-06
285 Chapter 285: Uncle’s Hand Pauses—Why Are They Still Chasing Me to Kill? 2026-11-06
286 Chapter 286: Three Thousand Five Hundred Contribution Points—A Fortune! 2026-11-06
287 Chapter 287: Got Money? Buy It. Taste the Flavor, See What It’s About! 2026-11-06
288 Chapter 288: Third Layer of Si Ming — Manifesting the Big Dipper, But Where’s the North Star? 2026-11-06
289 Chapter 289: Human-Wave Tactic — Feeding Lu Ding with Lives 2026-11-06
290 Chapter 290: A Blade Born from the South Mountain Stone 2026-11-06
291 Chapter 291: The Plan — Indiscriminate Slaughter, Speedrun Through the Monster Room 2026-11-06
292 Chapter 292: Don’t Stand Too Close to Me Then, Or You Might Get Hurt by Mistake [1/6] 2026-11-06
293 Chapter 293: If You Weren’t a Prodigy of the Great Han, I’d Make Your Life a Living Hell [2/6] 2026-11-06
294 Chapter 294: Guess How Many of Your Prodigies Will Survive This Year [3/6] 2026-11-06
295 Chapter 295: 1-meter Linghai vs. 100-meter Si Min 2026-11-06
296 Chapter 296: Be Crushed Along With Your Cover, Hahaha! 2026-11-06
297 Chapter 297: This is the Death I Chose for You Myself 2026-11-06
298 Chapter 298: Coffin Woman Offers a Blade, Elegant Massacre in Progress 2026-11-06
299 Chapter 299: Soul-Reaping Gale, One More Guest on the Viewing Platform 2026-11-06
300 Chapter 300: Charging Up in Front of Lu Ding? That’s a Death Wish! 2026-11-06

Feng Shang circulated his Qi and formed a seal.

【Stoveflame Heaven】

One of Feng Shang’s killing techniques.

It dragged people into a world of rolling heatwaves, where Spiritual Qi would be evaporated by the Kitchen God’s flames—burning at a hundred times the normal rate.

Inside this world, you could only rely on your physical body.

If you used Spiritual Qi, you’d soon deplete your Linghai and become meat on the chopping board.

Not just others—Feng Shang faced the same rules inside 【Stoveflame Heaven】.

Because this power didn’t belong to him. He had merely stolen it.

But having been tormented by the Kitchen God’s flames for decades, he had tempered his body into something powerful—and he was long used to it.That’s why—this was his home turf!

But Lu Ding was cheating.

The surrounding scene shifted, the world changed.

Waves of heat rolled in.

The ground beneath their feet became slabs of red-hot ore.

The village around them vanished.

The two now stood in a world of fire, like the inside of a furnace.

Feng Shang spread his arms wide. Flames licked across his bare torso. On his body, red lines were crisscrossed, each embedded with flickering sparks.

Were it not for those sparks holding his flesh together—

he would have already fallen apart into a pile of meat.

“I heard you first made your name with your physical body. Perfect. I forge my body daily with furnace fire. My physique is strong too. Here, I...”

BOOM!!!

A punch flew straight at him.

The silhouette went flying.

Lu Ding now stood where Feng Shang had been moments ago.

Dark lines crawled over his face, dark red halos locked around his pupils.

Black smoke poured off him, only to be burned away by the firestorm.

Lu Ding pointed his finger: “You talk too d*mn much.”

Feng Shang, staggering hundreds of meters, barely stabilized himself.

When he saw the black smoke on Lu Ding’s body,

he wiped blood from the corner of his mouth: “Using Spiritual Qi? You’ll die real fast.”

BOOM!!

His stomp cracked the ground.

Feng Shang charged.

Fist clenched, Drill!

Lu Ding blocked with his arm, elbow slicing upward like a blade—smashing under Feng Shang’s jaw.

Blood sprayed. Feng Shang ignored it.

His hand slammed downward, Chop!

Lu Ding blocked again, countered with a Punch Thrust.

Feng Shang parried with a sweeping hand—Horizontal!

In the blink of an eye, they traded moves. A mutual punch landed, slamming into each other’s chests, both taking injuries.

Lu Ding glanced down. The imprint on his chest was shallow—one shake and it vanished.

Feng Shang, on the other hand, had a deep dent in his chest, slowly reforming.

They clashed again.

Lu Ding recognized Feng Shang’s technique—

Xingyi Fist!

The essence of the Five Elements—Drill, Chop, Horizontal, Cannon, and Collapse—unleashed flawlessly through him.

His move transitions were lightning-fast. The twelve animal forms of Xingyi Fist—he used them effortlessly.

His strikes were savage, his techniques brutal.

Every move ripped flesh and shattered bone. His counters hooked muscle and clung to skin.

He pressured with Flood Dragon Crawling,

rose up with Fierce Tiger Pouncing.

Lu Ding responded with Rolling Elbows—each one slicing like a blade.

He left torn flesh and broken bones on Feng Shang’s body.

He continuously switched through various hybrid techniques:

Wudang’s Twisting Silk tore tendons and crushed bone,

Shaolin’s Dragon Claw clawed throats and gouged hearts.

White Ape Offers Fruit—shattered his jaw.

Erlang Shoulders the Mountain—snapped his arm.

Head-on collision at the centerline.

Lu Ding gave up defense, raised both hands, exposed his center—then struck ruthlessly with Twin Peaks Piercing Ears.

Trading injury for injury, he tanked the hit, then pulled back with a margin of error—

and went in for a kill move: Dragon Claw Helmet-Tear.

Blood and flesh splattered.

They had truly ignited their fury. Who cared about losing half a pound of flesh?

The final blow.

Feng Shang, seriously injured, left an opening—Lu Ding caught it perfectly.

A Marked Finger stabbed into his side. One strike pierced in—

a slash burst forth, but was sealed again by the sparks within Feng Shang, fusing the wound shut.

Lu Ding changed tactics.

A sweeping kick knocked Feng Shang off balance.

With one powerful motion,

he lifted Feng Shang high with a single arm.

Then slammed him down—his knee crashing upward.

Right into the spine.

CRACK.

Feng Shang bent over Lu Ding’s knee at a grotesque angle.

Blood gushed from his mouth.

The two were now completely blood-soaked—

as if dragged straight out of a blood pool.

Lu Ding’s eyes gathered two dark red energy spheres.

They shot down violently.

Aimed right at Feng Shang’s head, they began to cut.

The sizzling sound of burning filled the air, as Lu Ding shouted:

“COME ON!!! GET UP!!! Didn’t you think you were hot sh*t?! Didn’t you say you knew Xingyi Fist?! Then get up and fight me again!!!”

The pain made Feng Shang struggle with all his might.

He could feel his skull being cut open.

But his body—pinned down by Lu Ding—just couldn’t break free.

Even worse, Lu Ding’s Marked Finger had stabbed deep into his guts. It grabbed something—he didn’t even know which organ or chunk of flesh.

The slashes didn’t stop. The more he struggled, the more it hurt.

The more he resisted, the more terrified Feng Shang became.

Why!!!

Why wasn’t Lu Ding affected by 【Stoveflame Heaven】 even when using Spiritual Qi?!

That—was the biggest reason Feng Shang was losing this fight.

Lu Ding had started by using Spiritual Qi, and Feng Shang had assumed he would quickly burn out his Linghai.

But as the battle went on, not only did Lu Ding not run dry—

the output of his Spiritual Qi actually grew stronger.

It was like his Qi would never run out.

Keep in mind—inside 【Stoveflame Heaven】, the Spiritual Qi consumption rate was a hundred times higher than the outside world.

There was nothing Feng Shang could do.

He had no choice but to use his own Spiritual Qi too—

or else he’d keep getting beaten down.

The result?

His Qi ran out first, even though he used it later.

That’s how Lu Ding found his opening.

And there was something else!

In an environment like 【Stoveflame Heaven】, Lu Ding wasn’t even affected by the heat!?

Why!!

Could it be that he, too, trained in this kind of environment regularly?

Feng Shang didn’t know that the Cinderfire Technique, gifted by the Fireball Children earlier, had played a massive role for Lu Ding.

But there was no time to think now.

His mind was full of unanswered questions.

He could clearly see the end of his life looming ahead—

if he didn’t use his trump card now, once his head was crushed, it’d all be over.

He hadn’t even completed Calamity Star. He couldn’t die yet!

He absolutely could not die!

He would defy fate itself!!!

Feng Shang shouted loudly: “Enter Mourning Garb!!!!”

The howling firestorms of 【Stoveflame Heaven】 suddenly fell silent.

A clamor of gongs and drums rose up, pierced through by the shrill blare of suona, playing the unmistakable tune—Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix.

Then came the long blast of a horn, the suona still leading, playing the same tune.

But—

there was a difference between the two renditions.

Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix had three movements:

Falling Phoenix — used for funerals.

Nirvana — for full-month baby celebrations.

Harmony — used for weddings.

Among all instruments, the suona was king. One tune played for a lifetime.

And at this moment, the two suona songs being played—

one was the Harmony wedding version,

the other was the Falling Phoenix funeral version.

The power of clashing fate—Red Joy and White Mourning—rushed in from both front and rear, converging on Lu Ding.

Caught off guard.

Taking advantage of this gap,

Feng Shang, at the cost of a few broken ribs and a gut full of damaged organs, finally broke free from Lu Ding’s grasp.

With a muffled groan,

he staggered away, out of the shattered remains of 【Stoveflame Heaven】.

Lu Ding tried to chase—

but was once again blocked in place by one of the Four Pillars Fate Gods,

Mourning Garb.

He flung aside the ribs and entrails still in his hand—

ripped out just moments ago from Feng Shang’s belly.

Then raised his blood-dripping palm and pointed through the air at the fleeing, gravely wounded Feng Shang:

“Run. Run like a dog without a home.

Let my name strike terror into your bones.

Enjoy what little life you have left—

because after I’m done killing it, I’m coming for you next!”

A round bead of blood dripped down,

splattering on the ground.

Lu Ding turned his head side to side.

In his vision:

to the right, a red wedding sedan carried by paper men.

To the left, a white funeral coffin carried by the dead.

Both approached him from front and back.

That surging force of deadly fate closed in around him—

crushing, squeezing, trying to burst him, break him, grind him into paste.

Lu Ding was already pissed.

His Civil and Martial Sleeve had been destroyed by Feng Shang.

And now—just as he was about to finish Feng Shang—this Mourning Garb, one of the Four Pillars Fate Gods, showed up to save the day.

What was this?

Trying to paint him as the big villain?!

Every d*mn time he was about to kill someone, someone jumped in to save them!!

“You like interfering, huh?

I’ll make you regret it!!!”

He tore off the last remnants of the Civil and Martial Sleeve on his body and flung them to the ground.

With 【Stoveflame Heaven】 gone,

he no longer needed to worry about Qi consumption.

Lu Ding formed a hand seal.

Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi surged toward him.

The wind howled. The clouds churned.

He went all-out.

With a thunderous shout, his voice echoed across the heavens—

“HEAVEN—TAKING!! EARTH—MANIFESTING!!”

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