First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 115: Once I Arrive, Call Them Out—We’ll Take Them Down One by One

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Midday.

Lu Ding slowly woke up. Spiritual energy raged through his body, charging wildly through his meridians and aperture points—unceasing, relentless.

“Once I get to the training facility, I’ll find some high-grade spiritual treasures to use and charge straight into Divine Palace!”

With that thought settled in his heart,

This Sin Dragon Bone Inscription—compared to the original Flying Bear Slaughtering Art—was on another level entirely.

Only problem?

No Divine Palace, no Sin Dragon.

Divine Palace Realm, as the name implies, means constructing a divine palace within the body—anchoring the self.

That’s what Divine Palace is about.

Everyone breaks into Divine Palace differently, depending on their technique, physique, and so on.

The clearest example: Liu Xingchuan, the branch master of the Tianli Cult.

That mouth-growing eyeball of his that stores consciousness? That’s a unique trait of Divine Palace Realm.

Or take Shi Gandang’s stone skin—that counts too.

As for others, like Ye Chengfeng and the like? They couldn’t even block his hand, and they think they can use techniques?

Liu Xingchuan only got the chance because Lu Ding let him. Otherwise, it would’ve been one move—done.

Lu Ding’s understanding of his own Divine Palace path, at this stage, included—but wasn’t limited to—two points.

That’s right. Two points.

One: the Sha Suppression Rebirth Stele technique he contained from Shi Gandang.

Two: the Dragon-Locking Well that came with the Sin Dragon Bone Inscription.

The Dragon-Locking Well traps the dragon in the abyss.

It holds the Sin Dragon like storing up power—building up force—

And once it hits the threshold, it breaks free and soars skyward.

The Sha Suppression Rebirth Stele? It can be used as the foundation for the Dragon Gate.

A trapped dragon escapes the well, heads for the sea to cleanse its sins. That “sea” could also be the Linghai,

And Lu Ding’s Linghai was big enough to stir up however much chaos he wanted.

With the Sha Suppression Rebirth Stele holding down the wind and rain,

It’s like he said—

If the Sin Dragon stirs up a few waves in the Linghai, that’s just the Stele having a sleepy night.

Shi Gandang may be vegetarian, but this Sha Suppression Rebirth Stele? Definitely not.

If the Sin Dragon wanted to wash away its sins and transform its true form, it had to leap the Dragon Gate.

And that just so happened to be something the Stele could provide the foundation for.

Add to that—once the Divine Palace was built, it could serve as a Heavenly Palace too.

Lu Ding had prepared a full set for it—complete with room for upgrades and add-ons later.

For others, the phrase “guide the waters of the Three Rivers to the sea” meant surging Qi through the meridians.

But most people’s meridians couldn’t handle that kind of terrifying impact.

Just like the scene Lu Ding had witnessed—

Afterwards, it would be nothing but devastation.

But his meridians?

Sorry. Go ahead and flow.

Don’t even worry about going along the meridians—go against them if you want.

With that kind of foundation—

Lu Ding could already picture it:

His advancement to Divine Palace would be smooth—so smooth it couldn’t be smoother.

Once the Dragon-Locking Well was complete, he’d get his first major power spike in Divine Palace.

When the Sin Dragon breaks free, that’s the second spike.

Charging with the river to the sea to cleanse sin—that’s the third.

Leaping the Dragon Gate—fourth.

Ascending to the Heavenly Palace and entering the peak Divine Palace Realm—final spike.

“The future’s really something to look forward to.”

He packed his clothes, grabbed the essentials and toiletries,

Then tossed in the snacks and fruit from Xie Shunan.

Lu Ding was ready to head for the training facility.

He picked up his phone to call a special ride.

But right then—Bai Hemen’s message popped up at the top.

【Bai Hemen: Bullied by numbers, can’t hold the line—emergency level: wildfire】

Lu Ding’s fingers flew across the screen.

Message sent:

【Lu Ding: Once I arrive, call them out—one by one, we’re taking them down】

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Meanwhile,

More and more investigators were arriving at the training grounds.

The aftermath of the earlier fight caught everyone’s attention.

“What the hell happened here? You guys already fought before we even got here?” Gao Han scanned the mess across the courtyards as he spoke.

One of the fellow geniuses from Lingnan 749 responded:

“Brother Han, some kid in black came earlier and tried to claim the courtyard I saved for you.”

“Obviously I wasn’t gonna let that slide. Who wouldn’t get pissed? So I gave him a good ol’ beatdown.”

As he talked, he rubbed his swollen eye socket.

“Don’t be fooled by how I look—he got it worse. Got beat so bad he couldn’t even walk straight.”

Gao Han looked him up and down:

“If I didn’t already know what kind of guy you are, maybe I’d believe that.

But if you were really that tough, he’d be hanging from a tree by now.”

“Where’s the Southern Region crew?”

A young man with a massive wooden case on his back stepped up:

“Heard their district’s combat trials promoted two straight to the training program.

One’s named Lu Ding, the other Bai Hemen.”

“Those two crushed all the geniuses in their region. That’s the only reason they were promoted.

But why aren’t they here yet?”

“Hahaha—people like that? Of course they’d go grab the training rewards first.

As for why they’re not here yet?”

“Easy.”

Gao Han slung an arm around the young man’s shoulder:

“We’re just faster than them!”

Zhu Yixuan shook his head:

“I read Lu Ding’s file on our internal network—he killed someone in Divine Palace Realm while still in Linghai.

He assisted a Si Ming Realm investigator in killing another Si Ming. That’s not something you can fake.”

“Real or not, one fight will tell.

Promoted? I wanna see just how strong you have to be to get promoted.”

This place didn’t have anyone besides the trainees, so the two of them chatting—

Everyone else could hear it loud and clear.

This is 749.

And with Yunhai producing someone like Lu Ding—

Not to mention the combat trial promotion and the Shi Gandang incident—

Leaders from all regions had warned their trainees before sending them out.

Of course, warnings are one thing.

Parents also tell you not to eat junk food or stay up late playing on your phone.

How many people actually listen?

They’re all geniuses—rebellion comes with the package.

The topic stirred by the two of them hadn’t stopped since it began.

And as more people moved into the courtyards—

With fewer and fewer good spots left—

Bai Hemen, sitting on a tree branch, heard his phone buzz.

【Lu Ding: I’m almost there. Meet me at the gate】

Bai Hemen pocketed his phone, stood up on the horizontal branch, straightened his clothes and collar,

Then once again slipped away toward the entrance of the training facility.

At the gate, two guys were chatting and smoking.

One of them nudged the other: “Look, another new guy.”

The other turned to look—

And saw Bai Hemen.

He flicked the half-burned cigarette in his hand—it exploded into ash mid-air.

“You dare come back?”

“Didn’t get beat enough, huh?!”

Bai Hemen calmly looked himself over from head to toe.

“You beat me?”

The young man was instantly choked up.

The guy next to him immediately rolled up his sleeves: “If it wasn’t you, then who’s out here acting so cocky?”

The first youth stopped him: “Don’t. We can’t take him. The two of us together wouldn’t do it. Just now, even with a whole group, we barely held him off.”

Earlier, they’d only managed to chase Bai Hemen off because they had the numbers.

Now with just the two of them? Don’t even think about it. Think it through—you’ll lose.

“Fine, I admit you’re tougher than me. But just you wait.”

“Gonna call backup?” Bai Hemen asked.

The youth, phone in hand, didn’t deny it.

Losing and calling for help—that’s normal. Besides, the training facility allowed sparring between students.

As long as no one dies and you don’t insult anyone’s dignity, it’s all fair game.

If there weren’t any fights, what’s the point of calling this a training ground for genius investigators? Might as well call it a college prep cram school.

“What? You scared? I won’t even call that many—Han-ge’s back, I’ll just call him.”

Bai Hemen raised a hand.

“Don’t.”