First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 171: Yunmeng’s Grand Stage—Come if You Want to Die

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What happened at the Zhai Family quickly spread throughout all of Yunmeng.

Forget who's fourth or fifth—everyone who used to care about those rankings was now focused on one thing.

Lu Ding evolved again!!

He used to charge up his moves where you could see it, now you can’t even see it anymore.

Just today, just now, at the Zhai residence, Lu Ding slashed down another Si Ming Realm cultivator. That second Ruan brother from the Ruan Family—Lu Ding suppressed him and crushed him with one move.

Instant kill on the spot!!

And now, Lu Ding revealed a brand-new move.

A stone stele engraved with Shi Gandang.

But to Yunmeng’s young talents, this was the first time they found out he even had that move.

Listen to the chatter outside.

"That stone stele of Lu Ding’s—I heard from someone who saw it with their own eyes—it only suppresses, doesn’t kill, and it’s insanely durable."

"Let me put it like this—Ruan Kong from the Ruan Family, a Si Ming Realm cultivator—when that giant stele came down, bang! He was pinned instantly. Then Lu Ding followed up with that terrifying charged slash and struck the stele. Not even a scratch!"

"What’s even the point of fighting? One slash for offense, one stele for defense. That’s offense and defense all in one. He’s like a diesel-powered tank. Fighting us is like fighting ordinary people. What can ordinary folks even do against a tank?"

"I thought Lu Ding came to crash the party, but turns out he came to bully the weak. Aside from Qu Ningyan, who else has even beaten a Si Ming Realm opponent? No one’s close."

"My thirty million, damn it!!! I bet on Lu Ding being second—it’s all gone!!"

"Hasn’t the match happened yet?"

"What difference does it make! You think Yu Huai can beat a tank!?"

"True. The only thing Lu Ding’s missing is an engine strapped to his back."

As the news of Lu Ding killing Ruan Kong spread further and louder—

In the Luo Family estate.

Luo Ping stood in a white dress with her arms crossed: "I’m not fighting. Nope. This is a guaranteed loss. That Lu Ding doesn’t care if you’re male or female—he treats everyone equally. I’m not letting him turn my face into a pig’s head in front of everyone."

The Luo Family head felt bad for his daughter.

"Alright, alright, you won’t fight. He’s a little monster anyway. Admitting defeat isn’t shameful. I’ll send two sets of rare spiritual treasures over in a bit."

Luo Ping looked over: "Two sets? Why two?"

"You probably didn’t hear—Bai Hemen’s fighting too. Zhai Lin and Ruan Xiaoqi already went two rounds. Lu Ding didn’t even hit them that hard."

Hearing this, Luo Ping thought for a moment.

"I won’t fight Lu Ding, but I want to fight Bai Hemen. We’re not giving away our spiritual treasures for free."

"Alright, alright, my precious daughter—I’ll send one set of spiritual treasures and also send a challenge to Bai Hemen."

This exact same situation was playing out at the Yu Family.

Under the moonlight—

Yu Huai practiced his sword, body light and agile, techniques sharp and tricky.

A Rising Moon Slash stirred sword energy everywhere. He pointed his sword to the sky, his eyes flaring with a battle spirit that flickered and reignited.

Applause came from the side: "Our Yu Family’s Water-Splitting Sword Technique—you’ve mastered it well. While you probably can’t win against Lu Ding, who has both offense and defense, against Bai Hemen, your chances are pretty good."

Yu Huai sheathed his sword and looked at his father.

"If I could, I’d really want to fight Lu Ding..."

Yu Jun saw the dangerous gleam in his son’s eye and poured cold water all over it.

"Can you break Lu Ding’s stone stele?"

Yu Huai: .....

His Water-Splitting Sword might be sharp, but even Lu Ding’s own charged slashes can’t break that stele. How the hell is he supposed to?

He shook his head.

"Can you block Lu Ding’s slash?"

Yu Huai: ......

Before, he had confidence. He thought if Lu Ding didn’t charge up, his slashes might not be that scary—maybe even weaker than his sword aura.

But after the Zhai Family incident, they got more detailed info.

To charge up such a terrifying slash in such a short time—that could only mean it’s powerful by nature. That kind of result requires raw power.

Even if Lu Ding’s slash were reduced to a tenth of its full force, Yu Huai still might not be able to block it.

Not to mention Lu Ding’s body was brutally strong, plus all his spell techniques.

He shook his head again.

"Sigh, Huai’er, it’s good to have ambition, but don’t aim too high. You’ll never reach it, and that’s just being delusional."

"In the Yu Family, you’re a genius. But the 749 Bureau has lots of geniuses like you. They all reach the Linghai Realm within a year—and even those people, all call Lu Ding a genius."

749’s solid reputation as enforcers—

is built on the backs of these geniuses. Reaching Linghai in one year—those investigators from 749? It’s just a matter of time.

When the base is huge, even the few who stand out are monstrous.

Among those monsters—

Lu Ding appeared.

His combat power, his growth rate—it’s beyond what normal people can even dream of.

Admitting defeat to him isn’t shameful.

But!

Only to Lu Ding.

Bai Hemen? Please... you’re all geniuses. You can’t beat Lu Ding—I can’t beat Lu Ding—so we’re all in the same boat.

Lu Ding being arrogant is whatever. But you? Why are you arrogant!?

"Dad, send a set of spiritual treasures to 749, and while you’re at it, issue a challenge to Bai Hemen."

Right now, Lu Ding had already been elevated by all of Yunmeng’s young talents. His kill on Ruan Kong sealed the fact: Lu Ding shouldn’t even be competing with them.

Let him go!

Go fight the older generation—stop tormenting us.

Everyone silently agreed—Bai Hemen was the true opponent in this round.

At another end of the Yu estate—

Yu Chen kept waiting, left and right, but Old Shui still didn’t return. He tried messaging—no reply.

He asked around, but the 749 Bureau in Minshan City had cleaned up the scene too well. No leaks at all.

Not even a shred of info got out.

There weren’t any other witnesses near the Min Clan Funeral Home either.

All this left Yu Chen irritated.

He had suspicions but no confirmation. Was Old Shui detained, killed, or something else entirely?

Logically speaking—

A Si Ming Realm cultivator, Minshan City couldn’t possibly handle that. Even if the provincial 749 took action, they wouldn’t just off him outright, right?

Yu Chen had warned him to read the room. Old Shui had decent social and emotional intelligence.

He’d considered every possibility—except one.

Lu Ding didn’t play by the rules.

"Where the hell did he go?!!!"

On the other side—

After leaving the Zhai estate—

Qiu Si looked at Lu Ding: "Aren’t you the least bit curious about the Tianli Cult? They were targeting you."

Lu Ding took a half step back and shifted to the side, positioning Deputy Director Qiu in front of him.

"I’ll just stand right here. Soldiers come, I’ll block them. Floods come, I’ll dam them."

Of course he knew the Tianli Cult wouldn’t give up—but so what?

What, like he has no one behind him?

Out front, Lu Ding had a big boss. Behind him, an even scarier one who hadn’t even shown up yet.

Yunmeng’s Grand Stage—Come if you want to die.

The Tianli Cult’s been spoiled—can’t even tell a king from a joker now.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... I like that. Smart and steady—not impulsive. Better than I was at your age."

As they spoke, a 749 investigator walked over with a box in hand.

He opened it.

Inside was a bloodied head, covered in silver needles.

Qiu Si reached in and picked it up. The head opened its mouth and spoke.

"Jinshan mission failed. Target has arrived in Yunmeng. Situation is chaotic—use this chance to blend in. Come quickly."

When it finished, Qiu Si put the head back in the box.

"The Tianli Cult tried using encrypted online messages—we cracked them."

"Then they went old-school and used carrier pigeons—we shot them down."

"Then they upgraded and used incense-burning signals—we intercepted them again."

"Now they’re back to using people to relay messages. We still found them—and beheaded them. Used secret arts to preserve the head, mind in chaos, just enough to get the info we wanted."

"These idiots—always sneaky, always infiltrating, and even in death, they just won’t stay dead."

Lu Ding listened, then asked just one question: "Director Qiu, so where did this message come from?"

As he finished speaking—

Qiu Si channeled Qi into the head.

A vision appeared before them.

Inside a room, a woman sat while a man stood.

"Qu Kai, can you do me a favor?"

"Sister Ningyan, what are you saying? As long as you say it, and as long as I can do it."

"Thank you. I want you to go to the Zhou Family butcher shop and deliver a message—say the Jinshan mission failed..."

As Qu Ningyan continued, Qu Kai’s eyes grew hazy.

His stance faltered and he began to sway.

Until Qu Ningyan said: "Remember, this is something you wanted to do. You’ve never met me. Your mother was from the Lan Family—and a Tianli Cult member."

"She seduced your father into marrying into the Qu Family. She’s also the one who led you into the Tianli Cult. All these years, you’ve been undercover in the Qu Family..."

Qu Kai repeated Qu Ningyan’s words: "I’ve never met you... never met anyone... I wanted to spread the message myself... my mother was with the Tianli Cult..."