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

What do you call arrogant?

This is arrogant!

So what if there are ways to deal with it!?

If killing you once isn’t enough, then kill you ten times, a hundred times, kill you until there’s no way up to heaven and no way down to earth, until you can neither fight nor flee!

You’ll be forced to feel every single true death, and then be reborn in place of the corpse.

A towering fortress built on strength loomed over everything, supporting Lu Ding as he surveyed all beneath him, forever marching forward on his path!

The investigators below heard Lu Ding’s voice from the sky.

Immediately someone stepped forward.

On the square, a figure hoisted a blood-stained long blade on his shoulder: “Old man, come on, kill me first, let me see what kind of ruthless person can turn the heavens upside down under the Grand Guardian’s hand!!!”In the Medicinal Garden, an investigator with long hair set by the blood on his hands used the blood as wax to fix his drape of hair in place: “One isn’t enough. There’s me too. I’ll be second. Come on!!!”

In Spirit Spring Gorge, Zhan Tingzhou, who was washing his hands to clean the blood, stood up, shook the pale red spring water mixed with blood from his hands, the four-colored divine light circling him: “I’ve seen Spirit Refiners who act, but I’ve never seen one who acts like you. My life isn’t worth much, but if you want to kill me you’ll have to be worth it, if you think you’re up for it.”

Xing Xing held a flaying knife, his arm looped around the neck of a Mangyuan Valley resistance cultivator in a horrific state: “I thought you were going to ascend to Godhood, talking so big.”

As he spoke,

his knife, thin as a cicada wing, plunged into the neck and flesh of the Mangyuan Valley disciple in his hand.

He slashed hard, and as blood gushed from the torn wound, the man’s retching breaths sounded like a broken bellows.

Doing all this, Xing Xing lifted his chin and nodded provocatively: “Go ahead and kill me then?!”

Lu Ding’s laughter rang out: “Hahahahahahahahaha... Start then, old man, aren’t you brave!?”

“You’re not brave but I am!!!!”

Lu Ding waved his hand, his scholar-warrior robe billowing, the Qi of the Ticket Wind whipping up thousands of black petals that reflected light in five colors and fell like rain, as if thrown from the sleeves themselves.

Beautiful and dazzling as they were, they hid absolute danger, slicing apart those Mangyuan Valley disciples below who had been gaping in hatred.

You couldn’t tell the shapes of faces clearly, who was strong or weak; those who still dared to glare as if wronged, who didn’t know when to advance or retreat, who refused to bow and surrender—then be cannon fodder and die!!!!

“Stop!!!”

The Mangyuan Valley sect leader roared.

He manifested a palm large enough to seize the sky, trying to snatch the petals from the air that clearly carried murderous intent.

But unexpectedly,

a pair of blood-red eyes behind him... opened!!!

A punch struck straight through, like a drill boring into rebar and concrete. Lu Ding’s fist went through the Mangyuan Valley leader’s back, grabbed hold of the heart and tore it out, while a kick drove, blasting him away.

“I told you to act, not to stop me. Are you senile and deaf!?”

The Mangyuan Valley leader, whose heart had been ripped out and kicked away, was not yet dead.

He only felt... pain......

So much pain that he panted hard, and through that gasping he watched Lu Ding’s petals fall, float, shatter, and slice through his disciples, cutting them apart alive.

“Lu Ding!!! We can talk!!!”

Lu Ding replied calmly: “We already talked.”

As he spoke,

the heart that belonged to the old man in front of him thudded slowly in Lu Ding’s hand. Lu Ding mashed it into a pulp, squeezing it through his fingers; the image struck like an assault on the senses.

The old man steadied his wounds.

He treasured each life he had.

He knew there was no chance of negotiation now. With Lu Ding’s command: “Continue—kill the runners, kill those who resist arrest, kill those who don’t cooperate. Kill!! Kill them to show them!!!”

The old man erupted with the hot-blooded cry of his old age: “Lu Ding, you bully too far!!!”

Spiritual energy surged, divinity rolled like tide, pushing to illuminate the azure heavens, spiritual steam condensing into a sea of waves.

He struck with no regret, cleaving across the nine skies, one sword to split the sea!!!

A sword light that pierced the sky charged forward.

The three Dinghai Pearls rotating around Lu Ding instantly sped up, throwing off afterimages and forming an airtight shield in front of him.

Bang bang bang bang.......

They shattered that incoming sword light inch by inch.

Honestly, artifacts are simply too useful!!!

Lu Ding really hadn’t felt such crumbs before.

These things don’t even need being used manually; they auto-protect their owner, raise tolerance, boost prestige. Under such airtight defense he only had to pose.

Although the Mangyuan Valley leader had mentally prepared.

After all, who was Lu Ding?

The renowned Corpse-Shattering Taishui—anything that came from him could not be ordinary!

Whenever he struck, whether it was spells or artifacts, it had to be top-tier to match his status.

It’s like a truly rich person: even if he wore a vest, people assume it’s not ordinary, and the slippers must be custom-made. Whether they’re expensive doesn’t matter when he’s genuinely wealthy—would he fuss over that?

In other words, Lu Ding was so fierce; could ordinary things match him?

So those three dark-red pearls were surely no common trinkets.

But!!!

The old man did not expect these three pearls to be this ferocious.

He steeled himself.

He immediately shifted his spearhead and attacked the investigators on the battlefield below.

Since Lu Ding wouldn’t listen to his reasonable words,

then it’s burn the boats; fish die and net break—nobody gets off easy. If we die, we’ll soak you in blood!!

Lu Ding, hovering in the air, sensed his intention and thought once again that the old man overestimated himself.

If the old man had been at God Ascension Fifth Layer, today perhaps he could not have kept all the investigators alive under him!

But Lu Ding had no habit of hoarding or saving resources; when he could use something he used it to increase immediate combat power. Right now he was God Ascension Ninth Restriction!!!!

You pampered him!!!!

Without moving his body,

Lu Ding used his palm to control the Qi of the Ticket Wind, driving the black flower petals into a dazzling torrent.

Petal waves surged and rolled, engulfing everything, pressing down like a blanket.

Boom!!!!!!!

The Mangyuan Valley leader who intended to ambush the investigators could only abandon his attack on them.

He turned to block the tidal petals.

His treasured sword clanged and struck again and again as he fought against the onrush.

Lu Ding snapped his fingers, and a Dinghai Pearl just happened to fly into front and sprang out!

The dark-red Dinghai Pearl screamed away, parting the sea of petals and streaking through. The Mangyuan Valley leader’s mind flashed a warning and he instinctively raised his sword to block.

But the pearl’s mass far exceeded his imagination, like the weight of a sea, unyieldingly hard.

Propelled by Lu Ding’s enormous force,

Bang!!!!

The sword shattered.

The dark red of the Dinghai Pearl grew larger in the old man’s eyes until with a pop—before pain arrived, his vision darkened. The old man’s skull exploded, brain matter splattering.

The headless corpse fell to the ground, triggering a pre-prepared replacement death artifact.

The Mangyuan Valley leader revived again, inhaled deeply, sweating cold, as if emerging from underwater after holding his breath too long and greedily gulping air.

It was at that moment that Lu Ding’s voice sounded again.

“Hey.”

The Mangyuan Valley leader looked over.

Behind Lu Ding, standing in frost-sky posture, was the phantom of a tree of ice crystals, supporting the heavens, the cold spreading downward, inch by inch freezing those Mangyuan Valley disciples who still dared resist.

Proud Snow Defying Frost Tree—limited-time return!

Lu Ding raised his hand as if grasping: “Did you forget what I just told you?!”

“Remember to count your replacement death artifacts. I will smash them one by one. Now tell me, how many do you have!?”

The Mangyuan Valley leader, humiliated inside, but with many disciples’ lives in Lu Ding’s hands, could only answer through gritted teeth: “Two.”

Lu Ding tilted his head: “What? Louder?!”

Mangyuan Valley leader: “The second one!!! Lu Ding—do whatever you want to me, they are all—”

Lu Ding gripped suddenly.

A crisp series of cracking sounds rang out, ka-ka-ka-ka.......

Frozen figures shattered one by one, blood steadily staining the ice crystals that had encased their severed corpses.

Lu Ding laughed, stirring a wild wind through the world.

“Hahahahahaha... Very well, you may start the third one now. Be furious, let me see your impotent struggle.....”

As he spoke, the surging black energy condensed into the shape of a microphone that Lu Ding held with the narrow opening of his martial sleeve, and he recited the Mangyuan Valley’s admission oath: “I voluntarily join Mangyuan Valley, to advance and retreat with Mangyuan Valley, to share prosperity, uphold justice, devote myself to cultivation, mean Mangyuan in intention, mean the world in heart...”

As he read, Lu Ding looked up: “Isn’t that ironic?! The Mangyuan Valley leader who intends to wreak havoc in the western region?”

“Ah!!!!!! Lu Ding!!!!!!!”

The Mangyuan Valley leader’s Dao-heart had already cracked. Dark rhythm stained his eyes’ corners; his long hair broke free of its binding and fluttered in the wind. At this scene, he showed signs of falling into demonic madness.

Seeing the righteous Mangyuan Valley leader like this,

Lu Ding’s microphone dissolved. He raised his martial sleeve right hand: “Come.”

With a flick of his scholar-warrior left sleeve—because his scholar-warrior sleeves had been broken before and could not be used, the special technique Sleeve Grinding, which sucked things into the sleeve, was activated once more. Terrifying suction emanated from the wide robe, greedily ripping up the ground and pulling in Mangyuan Valley disciples still resisting the investigators.

After crunching and cracking sounds came, Lu Ding shook his sleeves and flung out piles of blood-stained limbs and severed arms, stacked like small mountains.

“Light Roar won’t come up, you coward—then come on, you bastard!!!”

.