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

Chapter 313: In My Capacity as an Investigator of 749, I Sentence You to Behead—Immediately! · 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

Under the open sky, Lu Ding’s body shot forward like a cannonball, heading straight for the Di family’s rear residence and the towering Kongshan.

Bang!!!

Flesh crashed into the mountain, sending dirt flying into the air.

The ground quaked and the rocks tumbled.

It was at this moment that the strength of the physical body truly showed.

In the underground space—

Di Kongshan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as gold paper.

He knew the attacker was strong.

But he didn’t expect him to be this strong.When he first saw how young Lu Ding was, although he didn’t look down on him because of his age—

He didn’t really take him seriously either.

But who would’ve thought!!!

In such a short time, this youngster had broken through his Coffin-Hanging Vine Sea technique.

Di Kongshan stood up.

Just as he was about to throw caution to the wind and fight again—

He suddenly sensed something.

He looked up.

The layer of mud above the underground space collapsed.

A pillar about the thickness of an arm, covered in rough runes and inscriptions, came down first—not gold, not iron, nor copper.

With lightning speed, the sharp end pierced through Di Kongshan’s flesh and blood.

It entered through his chest.

With immense force, it pinned him firmly to the ground.

“Puh!!!”

Another large mouthful of blood gushed out.

Di Kongshan could feel a strange force emanating from the pillar, flowing through his entire body, even burrowing into his soul.

Yet it didn’t harm his soul.

He was baffled.

He looked up.

At the pillar’s tail pointing skyward, someone stood amidst black smoke, a long blade in hand, dripping fire onto the ground—each drop leaving a deep crater.

Lu Ding looked down from above, eyes filled with contempt—the kind of disdain that sees all beings as equal during battle.

He lowered his gaze.

From the corner of his eye, he looked at Di Kongshan.

He didn’t say a word, but that silent humiliation said more than a thousand insults, bringing a bitter, self-mocking smile to Di Kongshan’s face.

“As expected, the waves of the Yangtze push the old ahead. 749... remarkable. My whole family’s here. I’ve already cast a spell on them. I, Di Kongshan, have lost—I accept it.”

“If you don’t intervene, they’ll die on their own. If they’re an eyesore to you, you can take action now.”

As he spoke,

The view widened.

Behind Lu Ding, in the empty underground chamber, stood a group of trembling figures. Their bodies shook with fear, yet their faces held firm expressions.

These were the Di family members who had fled here for refuge earlier, seeking protection from Di Kongshan.

Lu Ding took one look.

It was rather tragic.

He flicked his fingers, formed a seal, and raised his hand.

“Activate.”

The word fell like a drop into a still pond, spreading ripples.

Di Kongshan felt the eerie fluctuation from the Mourning Gate Age-Fixing Pillar in his body intensify.

He didn’t understand.

But in the next moment, confusion turned into terror.

As that force spread through his bloodline—

Snap! Something inside him seemed to break.

One of the standing Di family members clutched their chest and dropped to their knees.

The spell he cast earlier hadn’t even taken effect yet—this…

This bizarre situation made Di Kongshan instantly uneasy.

“What did you do!!? What kind of spell is this!!?”

His reaction—

Instantly triggered something in Lu Ding’s mind.

A carefree smirk slowly spread across his face.

His eyes shimmered with red light:

“You… don’t seem as composed as you pretend to be…”

As he spoke, Lu Ding swept his gaze over the fallen Di family members.

Then continued, “Hiding someone?”

Di Kongshan replied firmly, “No! All the Di family are here. Kill, flay—do as you please!”

“No, no, no.”

Lu Ding shook his head. “You’re definitely hiding someone.”

“This technique of mine is called the Mourning Gate Age-Fixing Pillar. It has only one function—to annihilate families and trace bloodlines. The reason I didn’t kill you immediately—”

“—was to use you as the medium to cast it.”

That was the reason he hadn’t killed Di Kongshan right away.

Lu Ding didn’t have time to track people down one by one, so he delayed just a bit and used the Mourning Gate Age-Fixing Pillar to perform a mass casting—it saved a lot of time.

He wasn’t worried about someone figuring out the spell’s mechanics, either.

How do you break this thing?

Either you don’t get hit by the pillar—

Or you don’t have any bloodline ties.

Those were the only two ways.

Besides, this wasn’t even Lu Ding’s main attack method.

Didn’t matter.

Upon hearing this—

Di Kongshan could no longer maintain his composure.

He shouted, “Stop! Stop!!”

He struggled to get up, trying to resist.

But the moment he lifted his body even a little—

A powerful stomp crushed him back into the ground.

Boom!!!

The force cracked the solid earth instantly.

Lu Ding looked at the blood-spewing Di Kongshan and said, “It’s fine. You don’t have to say anything. This spell has feedback.”

“I’ll know exactly how many it hits and how many it misses.”

Lu Ding leaned forward as he spoke, his tone slowing: “If your entire family really is here, then at least you’ll all die together—that’s still a decent outcome. But if someone’s missing, I’ll find them.”

Leaving loose ends wasn’t Lu Ding’s style.

Di Kongshan couldn’t hold back any longer. Whether the spell was real or not—

If Lu Ding really wanted to investigate, there was no way he wouldn’t find out how many people the Di family had.

The reason he’d gathered everyone here was to use the voluntary sacrifice of most of them to confuse his opponent, in order to protect a few survivors—or rather, one sole survivor.

But now, with just one Mourning Gate Age-Fixing Pillar, Lu Ding had completely ruined his plan.

Di Kongshan gritted his teeth through the pain and shouted, “You’re going to kill the innocent too?!”

Lu Ding shook his head calmly: “Those who share blessings, share misfortune. That’s what you call ‘innocent’?”

“If they benefited from your Di family’s collaboration with the Tianli Sect, then they’re not innocent.”

“Before you die, let me explain something. Innocence isn’t up to you to decide. It’s determined by due process and investigation, judged by 749.”

As more Di family members succumbed to the severed kinship effect of the Mourning Gate Age-Fixing Pillar,

The spell’s feedback transmitted directly into Lu Ding’s mind.

He took a look.

Sure enough, among the Di family bloodline, there was still one person affected by the spell but showing no reaction.

Lu Ding scanned the room—

Everyone was either down or kneeling in pain.

That meant… they weren’t here.

Tough fate, that one.

But the exact location was unknown.

The Mourning Gate Age-Fixing Pillar was just a spell, not a divine art. It wasn’t mystical enough to pinpoint someone’s coordinates.

But that was fine.

He asked casually, “Didn’t you say all your Di family members are here? Then how come someone’s still reacting to the spell but isn’t here?”

Di Kongshan clenched his jaw in silence, then suddenly raised his hand and aimed a palm at his own crown.

His thought was simple—if he died, maybe the spell would vanish too.

But how could Lu Ding possibly let him die?

He flicked his hand, and another spell—Funeral Hemp Time-Locking Pillar—stabbed straight into Di Kongshan’s chest.

[Effect: Minor cases result in paralysis within the spell’s area. Major cases induce overwhelming grief in the target.]

Di Kongshan’s emotions collapsed instantly.

“It’s all my fault! I ruined the Di family! Kill me!! If you’ve got the guts, just kill me!!!!”

Judging from that, it was clearly the major effect in play.

Lu Ding ignored him and raised his hand to pull over a Di family member who had just collapsed but wasn’t dead yet.

He called out, “Feifan.”

A figure dropped down from the cave ceiling.

“Lu-ge, what is it?”

Lu Ding reached out a hand. “Silver needle.”

Yan Feifan handed over the needle—these things were all packed in his bag.

More critical items were stored in Lu Ding’s small Red Coffin Woman space.

Lu Ding took the needle and precisely inserted it into the head of the Di family member.

The reason he didn’t use it on Di Kongshan was simple—his cultivation was too high. Lu Ding had only secretly learned the technique and hadn’t mastered the core.

But using it on other Di family members worked just fine.

He added another secret technique to keep the man barely alive—

In case the old bastard’s spell killed him first.

Turning back, he stared at the grief-stricken yet immobilized Di Kongshan.

“Come on. Watch.”

“Is there anyone from the Di family not here today?”

Lu Ding questioned the man with the silver needle in his head.

Di Kongshan’s eyes bulged with rage. “Shut up!!!!”

“Who… isn’t… here… who… who… Di…”

“Shut up!!!”

“Di… She… I think he’s not here.”

Black smoke rose as Lu Ding turned his head deliberately and said loudly for Di Kongshan to hear: “So it’s Di She…”

“Feifan, look up Di She’s information. See if we can locate him through his phone’s IP.”

As he moved, he stepped right in front of Di Kongshan. “Sacrificing many to protect one—none of you will survive.”

He pointed at the fallen Di family members. “I didn’t kill them.”

Killing the body was one thing—destroying the heart was another.

All schemes turned to dust.

Di Kongshan broke down completely. “Ahhh!! I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!!!”

He raised his blade. Flames ignited, casting Lu Ding’s shadow over Di Kongshan like a beast about to devour him.

“But you… were killed by me.”

“Colluding with an evil cult, endangering the nation—

In my capacity as an Investigator of 749, I sentence you to behead—immediately!”

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