First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 117: The Pre-Cast's Too Long—If You’re Not Convinced, Go Back to Sleep

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When he was growing up in the orphanage, he didn’t have parents, and since the soul inside him was already an adult’s, he came off as a loner.

He couldn’t really get along with the other kids.

Every time he got into arguments with classmates at the academy,

Lu Ding would think—if only there was someone, an adult with social standing, who could step in and stand up for him, help him out a little.

But there wasn’t. Not even one. Everyone else would just say he was unwanted.

Even with an adult’s soul inside, hearing that too often was still unbearable.

Back then, no one stood up for him—so now that he’s grown up, he’s going to be that person.

No family, no relatives, but he’s got friends.

The oppressive aura spread out, making it hard for some of the people present to stay on their feet.

They were the first to show up and claim a courtyard. When Bai Hemen asked if someone was already there and then left for the second one,

that meant he accepted the “first come, first served” rule too.

But the second courtyard, the third—clearly no one was in them,

yet you told him they were taken.

You didn’t just take one for yourself—you were holding spots for others.

You help your friends, I go after what I need.

At this point, it’s no longer about reason or fairness. It’s just who’s got the skills.

You couldn’t win alone, so you called in a group—fine, that’s a skill.

So Bai Hemen backed down, he accepted that.

Bai Hemen couldn’t handle it alone, so he brought in Lu Ding—

also a skill. Now it’s your turn to deal with it.

What are you not okay with?

You hit the weak, they bring in someone stronger. That’s not some villain-exclusive move.

These people understood.

So after seeing Lu Ding’s fierce power,

some of them didn’t dare say a word.

In this situation, if you still jump out, you’re either brain-dead or looking for a beating.

Seeing them go quiet,

Lu Ding shouted to Bai Hemen, “Go on, point them out. Whoever threw a punch—go smack ’em directly.”

He wasn’t the kind to repay a grudge with kindness or let people off just because he had the upper hand.

That whole “repaying evil with good”—

How do you repay good, then?

Only with justice do you repay a grudge. Good should be repaid with good.

Even when you’re wrong, you argue your point—

So when you’re right, why bend over backwards for anyone?

Bai Hemen didn’t hesitate and started walking forward.

Seeing him come over, really about to throw hands, one of the guys who had ganged up on him earlier finally spoke.

“Wait, wait, yeah, we were wrong earlier. We shouldn’t have ganged up on one guy, it was...”

Lu Ding cut him off, “You’ve already done what you’re sorry for. No need to say ‘sorry’—I don’t wanna hear it.”

He’d heard enough of that kind of crap when he was a kid.

He already had a way of dealing with it.

He knew—because he’d been rained on—

that when you bow your head, the rain runs down your lashes and into your eyes.

BANG!!

Bai Hemen had been walking straight,

but hearing that guy’s voice, he turned and walked right up to him,

then sent him flying with a kick.

Seeing he really meant business,

the guy who had first started the fight with Bai Hemen started to panic.

“Bro, how about we both take a step back and let it go...”

“Then you take a step back. I’m not stepping anywhere.”

Lu Ding shut him down in one sentence.

The guy instinctively stepped back, suddenly unsure, and shouted, “Don’t be scared! There’s only two of them—let’s all go at once!!”

But no one responded.

Instead, some people actually stepped forward of their own accord.

He thought they were going to join the fight again—just like earlier.

Who knew—they only came forward to stand still and take their hit.

If you lose, you accept it.

You ganged up and beat someone. He backed off.

Now he brought someone tougher to return the favor—

Totally fair.

They got it—

They were just hot-blooded young guys. No grudge you can’t get over.

I hit you, you took it.

Now you hit me—I’ll take it too.

No one’s better than anyone else.

That’s the world of Cultivators of Qi.

Besides, just now with Lu Ding’s move—

unless you’re blind, it’s obvious he’s on a whole other level.

All go at once?

What, are you nuts? That’s just asking for a beating.

Then Bai Hemen walked around the people who’d stepped forward,

heading straight for the one who’d spoken.

“You were the one going on about how someone was here, someone was there.

Look now—anyone still around?”

Peng Hui looked left and right—

Not a soul beside him. He was all alone, facing Bai Hemen head-on.

Looking over to the pile of fallen leaves,

even the geniuses in the same district, who were better than him, were already down.

He...

“It’s just you now. Come on, I’m giving you a shot.”

He forced a smile uglier than crying,

“Bro, I was wrong. Pick any courtyard you like—can you not hit the face?”

Bai Hemen nodded.

The guy gave a fake relaxed smile, “You’re... actually kinda nice.”

Then he flew out and crashed into the pile of leaves.

And just so happened to wake up Gao Han, who was unconscious.

He suddenly opened his eyes—

but this time, he got smart. Didn’t say a word.

Did a kip-up, condensed his Qi into incense, raised it high, formed a hand seal, shaking his head like crazy—

Ready to Invite Spirits with Fragrant Offerings.

Next second, Lu Ding blinked back into place.

BOOM!!!!

“Pre-cast’s too long. If you’re not convinced, just sleep a little longer.”

Gao Han, who had just opened his eyes for a few seconds, went back to sleep.

Youth has its perks—you fall, you nap.

Bai Hemen had held back, and after sending the guy flying, he turned around to drag over his suitcase.

Lu Ding took it from him.

The two of them were about to go pick their courtyards.

They hadn’t taken more than a few steps when—

Zhu Yixuan, who had been quietly brooding all this time after his defeat,

suddenly called out.

“Please—I beg you, could you test my blade for me? The sword aura in my box is supposed to cut through anything,

but something feels off today.”

He felt like there must be a problem with his sword aura.

He himself couldn’t be the problem. His family’s heirloom couldn’t be the problem.

Which meant—

The issue had to be with the person standing in front of him.

In his heart, he wondered:

Could it be—

Is this guy also a swordsman?

But he didn’t see a sword on Lu Ding.

Didn’t sense the aura of a swordsman, either.

Could it be the legendary Hidden Blade Technique—where the weapon is kept concealed and unseen by outsiders, only to draw blood the moment it’s revealed?

Or maybe it’s something like a Sumeru Mustard Seed artifact?

Either way, he wanted to see it for himself.

As the sole inheritor of the Borrowed Blade Lineage, he nurtured a sword aura in his blade box that claimed to “cut through anything.”

It was a saying passed down from his father, his grandfather—and his ancestors before them.

Until now, he had always believed that saying without a shred of doubt.

It was also thanks to that very sword aura described in the phrase that he secured this year’s Advanced Training spot.

But now—

That “cuts through anything” sword aura didn’t dare show itself.

Like a turtle hiding in its shell.

He couldn’t accept that.

Still, this wasn’t a challenge.

He already knew the strength of the others—this was him humbly asking. Begging, even.

Lu Ding turned around. “Cuts through anything?”

“Yeah, why?” Zhu Yixuan nodded.

Lu Ding didn’t show much expression,

but Zhu Yixuan couldn’t shake the feeling that the way he said it sounded a little... off.

“Alright, I’ll test it with you.”

For starters, Zhu Yixuan’s tone and attitude were already good enough to earn Lu Ding’s approval.

But more than that, this so-called “cuts through anything” sword aura—that was interesting.

The Path of Jinche was also said to cut through anything.

It had helped him take down plenty of strong enemies.

And now here comes another “cuts through anything.”

It’s like Silver Horn Demon King and Sun Wukong both pulling out a Red and Gold Gourd at the same time.

Is it real? Fake? Male? Female?

You gotta test it and find out.