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

Chapter 312: You Betray Like a Whe and Still Want a Virtue Badge? Who the H*ll Do You Think You Are?! · Nov 06, 2026

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301 Chapter 301: Life and Death, Reincarnation Never Ends—We Live, They Die 2026-11-06
302 Chapter 302: A Genius Adds One More Stroke to Lu Ding’s Legend with His Life 2026-11-06
303 Chapter 303: The Heavenly Investigators Invite the Fate Commander—Lu Ding, We Need You 2026-11-06
304 Chapter 304: Do You Believe I’ll Mess You Up Myself (1/4) 2026-11-06
305 Chapter 305: Crouching Dragon Finally Meet the Rain, The Released Crane Soars (2/4) 2026-11-06
306 Chapter 306: Disciplined Lu Ding—No Trade, No Killing (3/4) 2026-11-06
307 Chapter 307: Your Mom’s Not a Woman? Your Dad Sh*t You Out? (4/4) 2026-11-06
308 Chapter 308: I’ve Taken a Liking to Your Life—You Gonna Give It or Not? 2026-11-06
309 Chapter 309: Eight Guardian Deities, Earth-Walking Yaksha, Permission to Kill 2026-11-06
310 Chapter 310: Di Chang Becomes Di Yue, The Buddha’s Disciple Meets the Taishui 2026-11-06
311 Chapter 311: Anyone Can Tear Down the Heavenly Truth Sect—Except My Di Family 2026-11-06
312 Chapter 312: You Betray Like a Whe and Still Want a Virtue Badge? Who the H*ll Do You Think You Are?! 2026-11-06
313 Chapter 313: In My Capacity as an Investigator of 749, I Sentence You to Behead—Immediately! 2026-11-06
314 Chapter 314: Bountiful Harvest — Corpse-Oil Tree 2026-11-06
315 Chapter 315: Cured-Flesh Threading Technique — One Step Closer to the Black Hell of Death 2026-11-06
316 Chapter 316: “Treasure Appraisal” Wutian — Why Won’t 749 Give Us a Chance? 2026-11-06
317 Chapter 317: I’m a Monk, Not a Bald Donkey 2026-11-06
318 Chapter 318: The cries of apes echo endlessly, yet the light boat has already passed through a thousand mountains 2026-11-06
319 Chapter 319: Too Much? Now this is what you call too much 2026-11-06
320 Chapter 320: First Time Encountering a Secret Realm, Fists the Size of Sandbags 2026-11-06
321 Chapter 321: Think Grabbing a Great Opportunity Means You Can Challenge 749? 2026-11-06
322 Chapter 322: Just Say the Word, and I’ll Shed Blood for 749 Too 2026-11-06
323 Chapter 323: Handsome, Charismatic, and Visionary—Just Doesn’t Like Looking People in the Eye 2026-11-06
324 Chapter 324: “Competitor’s a Dumb*ss”—Clearly Hasn’t Seen What a Real Black Hand Looks Like 2026-11-06
325 Chapter 325: Twin Dragons Emerge from the Sea, Crushing Two Veteran Si Ming 2026-11-06
326 Chapter 326: He Family’s Front Gate, Baoshui Bay. Hurry Over, I’m Waiting for You 2026-11-06
327 Chapter 327: Have You Ever Met Your Great-Grandmother? Same Charge-Up, Different Power 2026-11-06
328 Chapter 328: The Grand Art of Dismemberment. Why Didn’t You Reveal Yourself Sooner? 2026-11-06
329 Chapter 329: A Rotten Orange is Just a Rotten Orange 2026-11-06
330 Chapter 330: You’re Not Even Worthy of Dying by Lu Ding’s Hands 2026-11-06
331 Chapter 331: Dodged a Bullet, Folks - Those Who Live by the Sword Die by the Sword [1/4] 2026-11-06
332 Chapter 332: The Coffin in Drowned Corpse Cave - Deciphering the Nine-Word Mantra [2/4] 2026-11-06
333 Chapter 333: Impersonating Huang Xun, Tricking Di She, Discovering Uncle Shui Isn’t Human [3/4] 2026-11-06
334 Chapter 334: Twenty-Plus Hours of Charging, The Monk Sees a Great Demon 2026-11-06
335 Chapter 335: No Time for Nonsense - Twenty-Plus Hours of Charged Power Unleashed in an Instant 2026-11-06
336 Chapter 336: Calling Reinforcements? Feifan, Contact Yunhai and Move Into Blackwater Market 2026-11-06
337 Chapter 337: Spell: Immovable as a Mountain, This Path is Closed 2026-11-06
338 Chapter 338: [Call of the Fallen Name] Combined with [Lion’s Roar] Sneak Attack 2026-11-06
339 Chapter 339: Crooked-Mouth Old Man: Oh No! My Water Corpse Flying Zombie! 2026-11-06
340 Chapter 340: The Monk Advocates Mercy While Lu the Year God Prefers Killing Over Redemption 2026-11-06
341 Chapter 341: The Crooked-Mouth Old Man’s World Collapses - The Corpse Thief Turns Out to Be Lu Ding 2026-11-06
342 Chapter 342: The Fish Spirit’s Allies Arrive, The Daoist Master Shows His Might, I Dare You to Step Forward! 2026-11-06
343 Chapter 343: You Came Willingly, Now You Want to Leave? Too Late! 2026-11-06
344 Chapter 344: The Old Man Reads Fortune, Raises Thunder Command, Annihilates Heavenly Perception 2026-11-06
345 Chapter 345: Elder Deng: ”Young Lu, who exactly is that Crooked-Mouth Old Man to you?” 2026-11-06
346 Chapter 346: Tension Before Even Meeting, Earnings of 5,900 Contribution Points 2026-11-06
347 Chapter 347: The 5,000 Contribution Points Effect - Si Ming Takes the True Martial Throne 2026-11-06
348 Chapter 348: A knife hidden in the belly, not tall, improved the way of the jin cart to accumulate power 2026-11-06
349 Chapter 349: Craving Hotpot But Can’t Have It 2026-11-06
350 Chapter 350: Damn It, Your Yunhai 749 Bureau Is Too Brutal! 2026-11-06

”Feeding off the Great Han’s benefits while my Di family colludes with the Heavenly Truth Sect—this was disloyalty from the start.”

”It was a mistake!”

”The Heavenly Truth Sect helped my Di family, which otherwise wouldn’t have been fit to continue in this era. If I betray them now, that would be injustice!”

”Also a mistake!”

”But I can’t make another mistake, can’t be someone disloyal and unjust.”

”For disloyalty, 749 has come to punish me. That’s my retribution. At worst, I’ll atone with death—pay for my crimes with my life.”

”For injustice, I can’t forgive myself, even if no one punishes me. If I died by 749’s hands today, I couldn’t rest in peace.”

At this moment, Di Kongshan still didn’t know the Heavenly Truth Sect was already in shambles.

If he had known, maybe his choice would’ve been different.But the outcome wouldn’t change—Lu Ding wasn’t going to let him live.

The voice from the jar said no more.

Every powerful man had his own kind of charisma.

Maybe that’s why he had befriended Di Kongshan in the first place.

”Old friend... safe travels. I’ll look after Di She for you.”

Hearing that, Di Kongshan was content.

He nodded. ”You and I are brothers to the death. What’s happening today might bring you trouble. I just wanted to say—I’m sorry, old friend.”

”You’re the only one who can help me now.”

”Thank you.”

”Please remember to tell Di She—his grandfather has always been proud of him.”

The sound of rushing water ceased.

Di Kongshan pressed the final inch of his hand seal firmly into place.

Mouth forming incantations, he uttered each word with solemnity.

”Corpse Realm—Coffin-Hanging Vine Sea!”

BOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!

Thick, massive tree roots, infused with spiritual energy, burst through soil and stone, shooting up into the heavens.

They wrapped around the entire Di estate.

Outside—

Lu Ding and the others found themselves sealed inside the vine-grown interior space.

He scanned the surroundings, then looked up.

The vines formed walls and sky, and above—

Hanging coffins of all sizes were suspended, leaking corpse qi.

A strange, sweet scent wafted through the air.

Those tangled roots weaved into a massive head high above, watching from the skies. The mouth moved—

”Esteemed investigators of 749, masters of Lionheart Temple—”

”I am Di Kongshan. This is my ultimate move—Coffin-Hanging Vine Sea. My true body cannot move and lies beneath the empty hill in the backyard of the Di estate.”

”No one in my Di family escaped.”

At that moment—

Wutian quietly added, ”Be careful, Patron Lu. Di Kongshan is a Qi Refiner at Divine Mandate Ninth Layer.”

”But he has attempted many breakthroughs and failed each time. His accumulated power likely far exceeds any typical Divine Mandate Ninth Layer.”

As he spoke—

Di Kongshan’s voice continued to echo.

”I won’t argue right or wrong. What my Di family did was simply to preserve our bloodline.”

”We have wronged the Great Han.”

”I’ve lost. The near-hundred members of my Di family will die with me today—our lives in exchange for our sins. But if I win—”

The giant head in the sky locked eyes with Lu Ding, clearly the leader.

”Would you... consider...”

Wutian’s words overlapped with Di Kongshan’s, but Lu Ding clearly wasn’t listening to either.

”No. You betray like a btch and still want a virtue plaque? Who the hll do you think you are?!”

”Di Kongshan—get your *ss down here!!”

Dignity.

Lu Ding would offer it—

But not everyone was worthy of the dignity he gave.

It depended on who.

As he barked out the order, he swung a hundred-meter blade strike.

[Call of the Fallen Name] activated.

A thunderous rebuke.

It shook Di Kongshan’s mind into a brief daze.

The giant head above split cleanly in two from the slash.

An inhuman scream rang out.

The Vine Sea shook, the ground trembled.

Coffins, like overripe fruit, fell from above, smashing into the earth.

The coffins shattered—releasing corpse qi.

In a flash, it became a sea of corpses, surging in hundred-meter waves.

A red-clad corpse woman extended a beautiful ghostly hand, offering a crimson long blade.

Lu Ding grabbed it with his right hand.

Black smoke surged skyward.

Behind him, the phantom of the Sinful Dragon flickered like a glitching old television, frame by frame getting closer and larger.

Lu Ding raised his left hand, tightly gripping the Blood-Cold Frostblade.

Ever since Yan Feifan mentioned that fire-based spells were particularly effective against Wax Corpses—

Lu Ding had been thinking:

How can he make Torment Flame of Sin more lethal than just tossing fire around?

It didn’t take long.

With all the short videos and modern knowledge he’d absorbed—his brain instantly thought: fire enchantment.

Unity of man and technique—he constructed a working idea.

Didn’t take long.

Lu Ding figured out the core.

Maybe not clever—but it would be powerful!

He gripped the blade and slowly drew it across his palm. Flames flared.

The crimson Blood-Cold Frostblade glowed inch by inch like flowing magma—only deeper in color.

Lu Ding flicked the fire from the blade.

The long blade twirled in a wrist flourish, scattering flames.

Then—he stabbed it into the ground.

Spiritual energy surged in—

BOOM!!!

A wall of fire a hundred meters long blasted forward.

Everything in its path turned to ash.

The sea of Wax Corpses surged forward—

Only to be devoured by the fire like dry grass in autumn meeting a wildfire.

Wind fed the blaze—flames roared skyward.

In seconds, the sea of corpses was wiped clean.

Watching Lu Ding’s dominance—

Wutian opened his mouth, started to take off his Buddha beads—

Then quietly hung them back around his neck.

No need for martial means. He’d go the spiritual route.

Hands pressed together, lips moving in chant:

”In the Saha world and other realms, countless divine dragons and ghosts gather in the Trāyastriṃśa Heaven...”

Buddhist chants drifted gently through the air.

From underground, Yan Feifan poked his head out.

Face twisted as he looked at the scene before him.

Lu Ding charged ahead, blade in hand—

While the little monk Wutian stood still, chanting rites of passage.

Well then—

The whole lineup’s here.

One to kill. One to perform rites...

Division of labor couldn’t be clearer.

Only—wasn’t it a little early to start chanting before the killing was even done?

Yan Feifan stared for a moment.

Then slipped back into the ground—glug glug glug...

Brother Lu said—safety first.

Up ahead—

Lu Ding slashed with precision—his blade arcing with heat and fire.

Each cut took out a whole swath.

The coffins falling from the vine-covered roof couldn’t keep pace with the rate he was killing.

Each swing sent out a hundred-meter wave of flame and steel.

Each cut flowed into the next—like a max-level hack-and-slash game.

The motion—purely silky smooth.

Up in the air, his figure flipped like a hawk.

His crimson blade swept a fiery arc.

Hair fluttering in the wind, Lu Ding glanced to the side. His eyes flashed—inner eyelids peeled back.

Above, the giant head—just cleared of Way of the Jinche’s crushing blow and the daze from Call of the Fallen Name—

Regained clarity.

Eyes refocused.

And locked eyes with Lu Ding’s.

In that moment, symbols and gears turned within Lu Ding’s nictitating membrane.

Crack.

A bizarre corruptive force instantly crawled over the root-knotted head.

It began to twist and writhe grotesquely.

Finally—

Boom.

The massive head exploded.

The Vine Sea shriveled—vanished.

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