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

Lu Ding picked up Luo Kong’s head.

“He’s got a stubborn will to live. Fine, that works. When they all come for the meeting, we’ll put you on display.”

“Let them see clearly what happens to those who don’t cooperate, hahahahahahahaha……”

Lu Ding laughed, black smoke leaking unstoppable from his apertures.

It blended with the profane destruction ravaging the Profound Nether Cult.

That atmosphere of evil was turned all the way up!!!

Nearby,

the Black-Robed Great-Grandmaster flew over.

“Xiao Lu, Shui friend’s wounds have been treated. He’s resting now and will need some time to wake. I just scanned around and found many God Ascension auras rushing this way.”“They should be the top experts from the other countries you mentioned.”

Lu Ding hadn’t expected another surprise.

This was essentially a reason and an excuse delivered on a silver platter.

If they went to other countries to kill those God Ascension powerhouses,

that would certainly spark other issues—not just murder, but trampling dignity and offending sovereign territory.

But if the killings happen here......

then those problems don’t exist.

It would also more effectively weaken other nations’ high-end forces.

From then on under this heaven, this land belongs to the Great Han.

And the Great Han doesn’t need so many foreign God Ascension powerhouses recruited by other states.

Lu Ding carried the head in one hand. “Please, Great-Grandmaster, notify our Senior Uncles, Junior Uncles, and the Outer Great-Grandmaster. Round them all up and bring them back on the flying vessel. Take them to the Great Han. When the Sacred Lord of the Divine Sword Holy Land, the ruler of Qi State, and the other sovereigns arrive, execute them together in the name of criminals.”

Lu Ding already had the charges worked out.

Maliciously assaulting the Great Han’s enforcers.

Not very serious—make a big deal out of a small matter, manufacture trouble.

Then show them by killing in front of them.

In front of your faces, kill your nation’s powerhouses—damn it, execute them!!!!

If they resist, give them a chance to explode on the spot. If they don’t dare, then keep them suppressed—bow their heads, surrender, sign a string of unequal treaties. Lu Ding had them trapped!

The Great-Grandmaster grinned crookedly and nodded.

He sighed inwardly.

Xiao Lu is still too kind-hearted. He’d let them live a little longer—ah, such a good child, why does he get bullied!!

These people are far too much!!

“Xiao Lu, wait here for Great-Grandmaster. There’s food on the flying vessel. If you’re hungry, eat a bit. Great-Grandmaster will return soon.”

Lu Ding said, “Thank you, Great-Grandmaster.”

“We’re family; there’s no need for formalities,” the Great-Grandmaster said as he summoned dozens of Lü Mountain powerhouses and left immediately.

From that posture, someone unfamiliar might think they were going to brawl.

On the other side,

the multinational powerhouses were rushing over at full speed.

They saw the terrifying anomalies spreading across the horizon, and they were almost at the battlefield.

All right then.

Black wind rolled in, sand and stone flying.

A gigantic hand reached down from the sky, grab you!!! 

It was literally a single-handed hold, a dimensional crushing attack!

Although their realms weren’t weak, the difference between them and the Lü Mountain people was like the difference between a top student and a divine scholar.

A top student scores one hundred because the test only allows a hundred. A divine scholar scores one hundred because the test itself is set to their level.

Under the harsh environment of the Demon Continent, Lü Mountain’s development had monopolized an entire continent’s resources. They only had a bit over a thousand disciples in total—chosen from billions, a once-in-a-million selection.

Even if these people were top figures in their own nations, each the peak of their branches, Lü Mountain was on another scale—like stars filling the sky, the dome itself was different in dimension.

They might be pieces of gold, but Lü Mountain was gold gilded and resplendent.

The outside world was still in a growth phase; the Demon Continent’s stage favored those who held the high ground.

Not long after,

just as the Great-Grandmaster said,

dozens of multinational God Ascension powerhouses, bewildered, were bundled and brought onto the flying vessel.

Stunned, dazed.

What the heck—when did this land sprout so many ruthless strangers?

This wasn’t a fierce dragon refusing to cross the river; this was outright being pulled from its spot.

On the deck,

Lu Ding stepped out and looked at the gathered crowd. “Why are your eyes closed?”

His words made the Divine Sword Holy Land elder who had his eyes shut frown and lower his head immediately.

“I know the rules. If I see your face I’m dead. Make your demands—money, artifacts, territory, intelligence—anything. I’ll call my people right now. I’m an elder of the Divine Sword Holy Land.”

“We have money, we have items, we have information—everything.”

A stranger with terrifying power and no resistance—under these circumstances, if you still refuse to cooperate or keep looking haughty, you’re hopeless.

As for their identities, the Divine Sword Holy Land elder didn’t care. He only knew he was screwed this time.

Lu Ding smiled and looked up at the Lü Mountain elders around him. “Are you treating us like highway robbers?”

“Open your eyes and look at me once.”

The Divine Sword elder: “No no….”

Lu Ding: “Just look once.”

Divine Sword elder: “No no no no….”

Lu Ding reached out and slapped his shoulder hard. “Elder, what’s your honorable surname!?”

Feeling the force of that palm, the elder realized that if he didn’t open his eyes he’d be shown no mercy and would die anyway. Helpless, he lifted his head and opened his eyes. “My humble surname is…”

When he saw the face and the scholar-warrior sleeves on Lu Ding, he momentarily lost the power of speech. “...Lu…Lu Ding?”

Lu Ding looked at him. “Still the same house?”

At that moment, who could understand the Divine Sword elder’s mood? The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes was the person he least wanted to see.

Though he had guessed that those who seized them might be connected to the Profound Nether Cult ambush and the Great Han,

he never expected Lu Ding to confront him in person.

The Divine Sword elder hurriedly waved his hand again. “No no no, my surname is… Qi.”

Lu Ding straightened. “Good. Elder Qi, and all other experts here from foreign powers and factions, cooperate with us. Call back to your countries and notify your sovereigns, Sacred Lords, and cult leaders to come to Hanjing and collect your corpses.”

“This is the final ultimatum. If they don’t come—”

Lu Ding stepped aside to reveal the Profound Nether Cult ruins behind him. “This is the outcome.”

Gulp.....

Someone swallowed audibly.

Collect…collect our bodies........

They’re…they’re going to kill us!!???

Seeing the ragged array of Lü Mountain powerhouses standing around in varied poses,

someone among the Lu State God Ascension yelled, “Lu… Grand Duke Lu!!! We were only following orders! You’re being outrageous…”

Lu Ding turned his gaze on the man. “Yelling? Yelling only counts if it’s within the time limit.”

He raised his hand. With Touch of Gold Turns to Stone, he kneaded earth into incense and stuck it into the ground. The incense smoke coiled up, drawing a white line to the sky as it burned.

“When this incense finishes burning, if anyone still hasn’t notified their side, don’t bother returning to the Great Han. Directly—execute!!!!”

If they chose to bully others by force, then bully them all the way.

This was only the beginning. When those countries’ sovereigns and Sacred Lords finally arrived, Lu Ding would be the one going utterly feral in his dealings.

Sovereigns? Sacred Lords?

Less than dogs!