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

The Oni charged with mountain-shattering force.

The Snow Woman attacked with thousand-mile freezing frost.

Lu Ding shook off the corpse fragments from his hands, lifted his leg with sinister black smoke trailing, and raised his palm with pure draconic killing intent.

A sweeping kick hooked the Oni and slammed it down - even with its famed strength, it couldn’t budge Lu Ding’s three-hundred-meter form an inch.

A grasping claw seized the Snow Woman mid-air - despite its ocean-freezing ice, it couldn’t frost even a centimeter of Lu Ding’s divine-patterned body.

The Slash Attack of his Way of the Jinche erupted.

Watching the Snow Woman dissolve like snow.

Like early snow meeting warm sunlight.

Flesh turning to paste, blood raining down.The enemies’ screams and wails were the most delightful symphony.

Lu Ding vocalized the harmony: ”Stinking fish!!”

His foot pressed down with increasing force from the Pumping Heart Flesh Malevolence.

A sonic explosion erupted.

BOOM!!!

From the Bubbling Spring acupoint on his sole, dark crimson rings burst forth.

Black smoke spewed out.

Lu Ding’s foot slowly pressed deeper, sinking into the Oni’s flesh.

Such violent power actually crushed it alive beneath his tread.

Watching it die miserably underfoot.

Lu Ding lowered his gaze at the minced meat remains, then raised eyes to the remaining clown.

One word: ”Rotten shrimp!!”

Turning.

One devastating punch.

Squarely hitting the Mononoke attempting to ambush.

Shattering it to pieces.

Lu Ding pinched the fragments, shaking them: ”This is worthless scarecrow!”

”And you...”

This was directed at Sato Takashi.

”Are selling your head on a pike!!!”

Flinging away the fragments, Lu Ding strode forward, spreading his arms as black smoke set the atmosphere and the Sin Dragon amplified his presence.

Reckless!

Arrogant!

”I’m coming at you now, step by step, pressing toward you - come, stop me!”

”Come, blast me to death!!”

”Come, let me see what gives you the right to claim you’ll collect me!!!”

His three-hundred-meter divine form wreathed in Sin Dragon’s black smoke spoke with utmost arrogance while demonstrating crushing power.

Watching him approach.

This was the very definition of overwhelming pressure!!!

Sato Takashi paled and retreated a step.

This motion made the nine-meter altar tremble uncontrollably.

The consecutive deaths of Great Heavenly Dog, Green Monk, Snow Woman, Oni and Mononoke had already backlashed against him.

These were essentially some of his trump cards.

Yet even after revealing them, Lu Ding remained unharmed, unfatigued.

How could Sato not panic!?

Damn intelligence!!!

What explained Lu Ding’s monstrous combat power, this terrifying divine body!?

Why wasn’t this reported beforehand!!

Retreat? Flee?

Defeat? Death?

These questions flashed through Sato’s mind.

Finally......

He slowly raised his head, glaring viciously at Lu Ding: ”You’ve forced me to desperate measures! We Tai Island onmyoji would rather die kneeling than live standing!”

”I won’t run today.”

Flicking his folding fan into a sword.

Sato flourished it before stabbing his own abdomen.

Blood dripped from the nine-meter altar, dyeing the pinkish water surface deep red, spreading, expanding......

An eerie aura rose from the crimson, accompanied by uncanny red light distorting the local weather.

The surroundings twisted and flickered.

Sato, who had been kneeling bowed on the altar, slowly raised his bleeding eyes to stare at Lu Ding: ”I’ll fight you to the bloody end!!!!”

Crack... crack... crack...

Sato’s body began twisting, squirming.

Cracks spread across his exposed skin.

As wind blew.

His pale skin flaked off piece by piece.

Revealing refined gray beneath.

Desolation descended.

”HAHAHAHAHAHAHA......”

Sato’s laughter rang out.

But only briefly before choking off.

Because... Lu Ding had somehow appeared right before him.

His mountain-like true form loomed overhead, looking down at Sato like a circus clown mid-performance.

That gaze plunged Sato into an ice cellar, chilling him to the bone.

”You... how... entered my casting space... and when!!!?”

Entering another’s casting space required forced entry - this was common knowledge!

And forced entry always alerts the caster for countermeasures.

Moreover.

Casting space differed from normal space.

Sato believed his speed unmatched!

How could Lu Ding detect it, much less approach undetected?

”Right during your long, stinking casting warmup.”

Seeming like an answer, actually humiliation.

That arrogant voice continued:

”You said I forced you to desperate measures? Then keep shedding your skin - show me what you’ve got.”

Meanwhile.

He punched the space beside them.

A beam of light pierced the crimson world.

Allowing outside observers to see within.

Lu Ding wasn’t one to wait for others to finish preparations.

He only waited for Sato because he wanted the Qi Refiners of Zhenla, Hetu and Tai Island to witness clearly.

How their commander!

Got crushed!!

How their hope of victory!

Got extinguished!!

Only this could panic and scatter these blood-maddened trash.

Reducing casualties in direct conflict.

The battle’s outcome was decided the moment Lu Ding arrived - Great Han’s victory!

But the victory’s cost was adjustable - Lu Ding wanted Great Han to win gloriously, boosting morale!

Current Sato only felt swelling humiliation!!

”LU DING!!!!!”

One roar!!!

Lu Ding backhanded him instantly.

Slapping both man and altar flying: ”Shouting for your mom? Finish shedding in three seconds!!!!”

Sato tumbled away.

Splashing water everywhere.

Finally scrambling up.

Tearing off his skin violently.

His body kept growing taller.

Face turning uglier, back skull bulging like a tumor.

Death-tainted gray energy circulated his form.

Finally.

Sato’s body stopped growing upon barely matching Lu Ding’s three-hundred-meter divinity.

This!

Was the Tai Island folk legend - the Great Yōkai Leader, Nure-onna!!!

”Lu Ding, for this humiliation, I’ll return tenf...”

BOOM!!!!

One kick.

Sato instantly shattered.

Lu Ding had long tired of his blabbering.

Standing where Sato previously stood: ”Only you can shout? Up! Speak standing!”

The shattered mass.

Slowly reformed.

Sato crawled up: ”Are all Great Han people this dishonorable!!!?”

”You can’t kill me!!”

His palm thrust forth with deathly aura - contact meant certain death, like maggots in bones, rotting all.

”Can’t kill you? What trash are you!?””

Lu Ding found it laughable - trying mechanics with him?

Even Heavenly Perception cultivators dared not challenge his mechanics - this mere Earth Observation realm trash claimed immortality!?

Lu Ding recognized the danger in that gray energy.

But so what?

Come, match mechanics!

[White Snake Shakes Scales] made him non-stick as he initiated [Heaven-Earth Sundering Hands]’s devastating power, tearing through everything before him.

Seeing Lu Ding raise his palm to meet.

Sato inwardly rejoiced!

Arrogance begets destruction!!

My true qi is your poison - one touch will rot your flesh, crumble your bones, annihilate body and soul!!!

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Forgot to mention yesterday - I’ll make up what I owe, don’t worry folks. Today’s the fifth day - welcoming the God of Wealth. Wrote something for all readers: May all reading friends receive the Five Paths Wealth Gods, mountains of gold and silver arriving - East Wealth timely, West Wealth proper, North Wealth steady, South Wealth lasting, Central Wealth God connecting all directions, interest compounding, money breeding money, prosperity flourishing with extended fortune.