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

Spiritual energy surged at this moment, transforming into clusters of pitch-black light points that gathered behind him, stretching out into the wide, fluttering hem of the 【Jingzhu Dan Imprint Robe】 from the twelve zodiac Rooster Gate technique, dancing in the wind.

Lu Ding reached out and coiled it.

The dark, wide hem coiled into a drill shape in his hand, its front end sharp, reflecting various bizarre and dazzling colors depending on the angle of rotation.

Though clearly a soft fabric, at this moment, it appeared incredibly sharp.

Facing the suppression of the pavilion pushed forward by Xiao Jingbai’s palm.

The 【Jingzhu Dan Imprint Robe】 broke through the earth and destroyed the pavilion, drilling through it directly with brute force.

Finally, the arm hidden within the robe clenched into a fist and struck straight ahead, like a battering ram, punching directly into Xiao Jingbai’s chest.

It shattered his sternum, crushed his ribcage, and blasted his entire body flying backward on the spot.

Lu Ding retracted his arm, gently wiping his knuckles with his other hand. ”Besides him, no one would indulge a fool like you.”

This ’him’ referred to Qin Jinghao, but that was the Qin Jinghao of the past.The current Qin Jinghao was already clear-headed.

Facing Xiao Jingbai, who was sent flying toward him.

The worry in Qin Jinghao’s eyes faded. Good, Grand Duke Lu is fine. Pure killing intent took the stage. Now you’re in trouble!!!!

Not holding back in the slightest!!!!

He pushed both palms horizontally, directly colliding with the flying Xiao Jingbai.

”Break for me!!!!”

That special, domineering force directly smacked Xiao Jingbai into a shower of scattered pieces in mid-air, bits flying everywhere.

The largest piece was from the chest upward, connected to the head.

It just fell among the rubble, between the bricks and tiles, rolling several times in succession.

Spitting out the little blood remaining in his half-body, Xiao Jingbai looked at Qin Jinghao, who had flown over and landed.

In his dazed, fading moments, he seemed to return to childhood, to the first time Qin Jinghao took the blame for him.

Back then, he and Jinghao were greedy for fun and didn’t finish their homework. Their master said he would check the next day. Although he paid attention in class, he just couldn’t learn it.

To help him complete the assignment, Jinghao tutored him the whole time, neglecting his own work.

In the end, he got spanked by the master.

At that time, Jinghao held back tears, didn’t cry out. Later, when it was just the two of them, Jinghao pretended to be relaxed, smiled, and said, ’Jingbai, my butt hurts so much.’

Now, Xiao Jingbai also pretended to be relaxed, smiled, and said that line: ”Jinghao, my butt hurts......”

Butt?

Where was there even a butt left?

His body was already split apart.

His lower body and butt had long since flown onto the large banyan tree in the greenery several streets away.

A mist instantly rose in Qin Jinghao’s eyes.

He remembered, he remembered everything!!!

Xiao Jingbai breathed somewhat unnaturally, stammering as he spoke: ”Jinghao..... I’m.... sor.... sorr...”

*Splat*!!!!

The sound wasn’t crisp, but rather sticky, like a melon splitting open.

Looking closely.

It was Qin Jinghao stomping on Xiao Jingbai’s head, crushing it.

And after this stomp, his movements didn’t stop.

He kept lifting his leg and stomping, crying and shouting loudly: ”Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit!!!!”

”I’ll never believe you again!!!!”

”Give my Jingbai back to me!!!”

”He wasn’t an ungrateful wretch like you, a beast, a waste........”

Qin Jinghao cursed with every dirty word he knew, finally going limp, kneeling in the pool of blood, grabbing the flesh and blood he had stomped into paste with both hands, and howling at the sky: ”Jingbai!!!!!”

Bloody tears slid from the corners of his eyes.

He struggled to hold back his emotions, not letting himself break down into loud sobs.

The pain was real.

The memories were real too.

But that didn’t stop him from striking the killing blow.

Their master had once taught them.

’A person can be emotional, but never let emotions affect rationality. If one day, you have to fight to the death with someone who has deeply affected your emotions, you must remember your master’s words: show no mercy. When kin must kill kin, when friend must end friend.’

Back then, accustomed to classical sayings, hearing such simple, straightforward vernacular for the first time, the two little kids instantly felt that principles were easy to grasp.

They got cocky.

Before class ended, the master quizzed them, asking if they understood. Both said they did.

They even said today’s lesson was the easiest to understand.

Little did they know, the master’s face darkened.

Saying: ”What? Were the previous lessons not easy to understand?”

The two nodded, then shook their heads.

Finally, the master said helplessly: ”This isn’t sage literature. This is ’principle’ passed down from the Great Han.”

From then on, the master taught according to their aptitude, using plain language to interpret meanings and educate the two.

It was also from that time that seeds of longing for the Great Han were planted in their hearts.

That’s why, after leaving the mountain, they came to the new city.

Qin Jinghao didn’t know if Jingbai had applied the principles their master spoke of.

But he did.

Even though the consequence was painful......

Suddenly.

A foul wind blew, followed by a rain of blood.

When a drop of crimson rain hit Qin Jinghao’s palm and splattered.

He looked up at the sky.

Torrential rain poured down, the wind howled.

At this moment, Qin Jinghao sat in the rain and cried his heart out.

The rain masked his tears, the wind carried away his sobs.

Lu Ding stood silently to the side watching, continuously adjusting the spiritual energy expenditure within the 【Bloodstorm】, achieving wind, rain, but no destructive power.

Damn empathetic ability made him empathize once again with the collapse of a proud person.

Those who hold their heads high do not shed tears, so the sky should rain.

On the street of ruins and rubble: blood rain, foul wind, a youth weeping bitterly in the rain, and a girl drenched like a drowned rat.

Watching Shen Qixue, her spiritual energy exhausted, walking unsteadily as if top-heavy, dragging her good friend towards a building that hadn’t completely collapsed to take shelter from the rain.

Lu Ding walked over.

Grabbed Tang Lian with one hand.

Shen Qixue struggled to look up, her eyelids about to close. Even like this, she managed to say: ”Thank you......”

Then she pitched forward toward the ground.

Completely drained.

Anyone who has worked out knows, no matter how strong you are, after a complete exhaustion routine, you might struggle to hold a spoon the next day.

Especially if you haven’t trained for a long time and suddenly go all out.

Shen Qixue was in exactly that situation.

Today really was her limit.

Lu Ding could only carry one more.

Both hands truly not empty.

Passing behind Qin Jinghao.

Seeing him so grief-stricken, knocking him out seemed too forceful... then...

”A rainstorm, trapping me here~ Your indifferent expression, will wound my heart~ The rain of June, is the heartless you~ Accompanied by drop after drop, striking pain within my heart.........”

Oh, the agony! This was a critical hit, it would have been better to just knock him out!

Upon hearing this all-too-fitting song.

Qin Jinghao suddenly thought... in the future.... I.... have no home....

Instantly overwhelmed by sadness.

With a jolt, he passed out.

Darkness before his eyes.

The last image before his eyes closed was Lu Ding walking over and lifting him up with one hand.

Then Qin Jinghao blacked out.

Never mind the method, if it works, it’s good!

Lu Ding’s singing continued.

”But why did you..... abandon me in the wind and rain.....”

A busy figure in the blood rain, collecting Xiao Jingbai’s corpse.

Normally, such trash wasn’t worthy.

But who told him that Qin Jinghao would be his subordinate investigator in the future.

Collecting the remains of his good brother, at least he could have something to remember him by.

Though he didn’t know if Qin Jinghao had that intention, it wasn’t troublesome. He could always throw it away later.

Finally returning under the eaves, looking at the three on the ground.

One cried himself unconscious, one collapsed from exhaustion, one slept beautifully.

In the end, Master Lu, busy all day, decided to send these three back first.

At the same time.

Elsewhere.

On a certain building, looking down at the White Ridge investigators below, advancing in three-three system formations to cleanse the Qi Refiners causing trouble on the Path of Dry Bones.

Gao Qiuli stood on the rooftop, her long hair stirred by the breeze, casually holding one arm across her chest, the other holding a lady’s cigarette.

The epitome of an atmospheric beauty.

Taking a light puff and exhaling: ”How much of the fear of death can you taste?”

Little did she know.

White Ridge investigators: Fear? What’s fear? This is the martyr status application process, I’m fucking coming!!!