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

But no matter how high the value, it still counts as the original Yujing Mountain Peach Tree.

Lu Ding’s Proud Snow Defying Frost Tree is the cold-fruit variant.

Who knows how many generations it’s been grown.

Still pretty badass.

And proud, aloof, and cold.

But compared to the original, it’s definitely a bit inferior.

Still, it’s more than enough.

What if it could be synthesized later?

If he managed to make an original Yujing Mountain Peach Tree, wouldn’t that be insanely powerful?Thinking that, a smile appeared on Lu Ding’s face.

“The Second Circle really is different, huh—everything is packed with value: either it’s the Primordial Heavenly Lord’s ride, or it’s a treasure tree certified by the Moral Heavenly Lord…”

As he said that, Lu Ding suddenly hit a snag.

A flicker of thought crossed his eyes.

Primordial Heavenly Lord, Moral Heavenly Lord…

Could something related to the Spirit-Treasure Heavenly Lord pop up later?

If so, Lu Ding would be very, very excited!!

The Golden Dragon Agarwood Chariot crashes into people without touching karma, fully insured, and the driver flees unbelievably fast.

The Proud Snow Defying Frost Tree controls icy power; all beings are equal—pulling people out at will is just too gratifying.

Together, they really make the Primordial not so primordial, and the Moral not so moral.

As for the Spirit-Treasure Heavenly Lord…

Lu Ding truly couldn’t imagine what fresh thing might appear.

Anyway, just look forward to it!!!

Reluctantly, he gave the Proud Snow Defying Frost Tree one last glance; he still couldn’t use it—he needed to break through the Three Bans to plant a tree and activate the invitation code to obtain usage rights.

Be patient.

Soon!

He had plenty of methods and means to break through!

After examining the Proud Snow Defying Frost Tree, Lu Ding looked at the containment reward for the Old Chicken Woman.

The moment the text appeared, Lu Ding froze.

“Why is it her!?”

[Contained Monster: Chicken-Foot Lady]

[Containment Reward: Jingzhu Dan Imprint Robe (spell)]

[Rooster Gate of the Twelfth Branch: immune to blades and spears, impervious to water and fire; robe-swinging spellcasting; a thousand eyes become the sun]

Lu Ding grew quiet.

He had thought that this old chicken woman might actually be connected with the Rooster Sun Star Official’s carriage.

Sigh…

Funny thing, in his previous life his brother was so popular that Lu Ding naturally also became one of the haters; later, when he found out the person on that show was perfectly ordinary, he felt a bit embarrassed.

He wanted to cut together a slightly cooler video of him—a contrast to the hate—post it on a short-video platform as a kind of reparative mockery.

But when he searched for the video,

his little-hater instinct showed itself.

He mistyped in the search bar.

Out popped the Chicken-Foot Lady.

Lu Ding thought someone had fabricated it to mock him, but when he clicked in—

Well.

She was a bona fide deity.

In folk belief, the Chicken-Foot Lady originates from ancient Shu, belongs to the underworld; some say she lived as a pair with the Impermanence Spirit, Lord Guan, so she’s also called Second Chicken Lady.

Exactly how that works, Lu Ding didn’t know.

He hadn’t looked closely then.

Too obscure.

But because of that peculiar title, he remembered it and couldn’t forget.

He never expected to encounter her here.

And she dropped a Rooster Gate technique.

Jingzhu Dan Imprint Robe.

Without thinking, Lu Ding waved his hand and put it on immediately.

It was flashy and handsome as hell!!!

Out of thousands of clothes, the new ones look best!

He was beyond pleased!

Like a cloak, but not as heavy—yet with a sense of strength; like a cape, but not constricting—yet imbued with light grace.

From a distance it looked black, but up close it shimmered with rippling luster, flowing like water; standing still, it felt like the celestial dome had descended upon him.

When Lu Ding moved, his strides carried the might of a dragon and tiger; the robe swayed with his body. Every stitch and beadwork caught the light and reflected pearl-like gleams.

The aesthetic was off the charts—this was what you call the dazzling spectrum of black.

It came with an air of dominance, adding aloofness, cultivating elegance, and exuding nobility.

As the long hem fluttered, it elevated the cinematic beauty to the extreme. In dramas, every pretty shot requires constant trial and error to find the best angle and lighting.

But whether he strode or stood still in this robe, the broad shoulders and narrow waist—the golden ratio—displayed the sweeping garment’s beauty to the fullest.

When gazes were drawn to the flowing hem, the inner scholar-warrior sleeves pulled the eyes back again.

Red flowers and green leaves—both indispensable—competing in beauty, each with its own charm.

Lu Ding cupped the long robe in his hand and reveled in the silk-smooth texture.

A smile gradually rose on his face.

“This is more like it. Can’t be like Naruto always wearing the same outfit—gotta change it up for style.”

“Looks? Check. Functionality? Check.”

Although Lu Ding didn’t particularly care about the Jingzhu Dan Imprint Robe’s practical effects.

As long as it looked good and didn’t get shredded, he was satisfied.

If anyone tore this robe, he swore he’d unleash full force without a second’s hesitation.

Looking at the grand drape of the robe, Lu Ding suddenly got an idea!!!

“Hey!!!”

He thought of the petals whose colors hadn’t been finalized yet!

Why not use this color!!!

If the black, dazzling petals matched this long robe, solemn and grand yet also airy and beautiful!

Mysterious and elegant.

Who wouldn’t be tempted by such a combination?!

Though it would test the smith’s skill, no problem—money makes the mill go, and he wasn’t short of cash. What’s paid is just the base; Grand Duke Lu being pleased could always tip more!

With that in mind, Lu Ding removed the Black Prison of Death’s Body.

The instant it was gone,

the scene of Fu Xinghe rescuing a child among the ruins flashed into view.

He saw Lu Ding appear.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking over and stopping half a meter away, a smile on his face but speaking respectfully, he said, “Brother Lu.”

“When you were fighting just now, I found the child captured by the temple among the artifacts in the ruins, and this.”

He handed over a jade box.

Lu Ding took it and opened it; the Mysterious Maiden Fragrant Rue lay quietly inside.

You live and learn—these past few days of study let him instantly recognize this as the Mysterious Maiden Fragrant Rue, ranked among the Seventy-two Earth Treasures.

Well then.

A full set: a long sweeping robe, an extraordinary phenomenon, and now Mysterious Maiden Fragrant Rue.

They were clearly pushing him to break through non-stop!!!

Lu Ding finally had his own opportunity!

After taking the item, he said to Fu Xinghe, “Thanks.”

Fu Xinghe was stunned; in his memory, Lu Ding had almost never said thank you…

He didn’t know where that rule came from, but in any case, Fu Xinghe believed the word “thanks” should never come out of Lu Ding’s mouth.

But today it did…

How to put it.

It didn’t feel bad.

A smile tugged at his mouth: “You’re welcome, Brother Lu. This is your spoils.”

As he spoke, Fu Xinghe’s gaze landed on the flowing grand hem behind Lu Ding.

His eyes lit up—astonished by the beauty and elegance.

Lu Ding precisely sensed that look.

Men’s tacit understanding needs no words.

With a single glance, Lu Ding got it!!!

This was the effect he wanted. He arched a brow slightly: “Looks good, doesn’t it?”