First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 187: You can rot here and be fertilizer

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As their aura surged, a mountain of corpses seemed to rise, and the Sin Dragon stretched its head.

Spiritual energy surged from within, soaring into the sky.

Lu Ding and Bai Hemen stepped out from opposite sides of the tree.

The tall tree acted like a boundary,

dividing the two auras.

The darkness was tinted by two kinds of light—Lu Ding’s entire body radiated spiritual energy that spat out in thick black smoke.

He raised his hand.

The phone screen lit up the side of his face.

With cold eyes, Lu Ding asked in an icy tone, “Who are you trying to kill?”

Cao Ying was shocked.

Turned left: Bai Hemen.

Turned right: Lu Ding!!

Hey! Bro might live after all!

He flipped up like a carp, about to get up.

Li the Cripple’s face turned grim—he didn’t care anymore.

After all these years running mountains, was he gonna be scared by a few kids!?

Twisting midair, he channeled power into his spell, and that massive leg—dozens of meters long—swept toward the trio!!!

Lu Ding stepped forward, his back halo flashing.

Boom—a dull thud.

He raised his hand to block, and with almost no effort, caught Li the Cripple’s kick.

That stunned Li the Cripple.

A kick like that could topple century-old trees and send their roots flying.

This guy blocked it with one hand. He wasn’t some harmless nobody.

Cao Ying also stood up, pointed a finger: “Li the Cripple, you’re fed now!”

Lu Ding struck instantly, spiritual energy gathered, palm turned blade, and he slashed down.

“AHHHHHHH!!!!”

Li the Cripple’s giant leg was severed clean at the ankle.

His spell broke, the foot returned to normal, and he collapsed to the ground, screaming as blood gushed from his mouth.

The backlash wasn’t light.

He propped himself up on his elbows and backed away, eyes filled with fear: “Get him!!”

“Everyone get him!!!”

A crowd of mountain goons who made a living under him rushed toward Lu Ding.

Next moment—

Lu Ding waved his hand lightly, and a wind-like, invisible slash erupted.

Hell itself seemed to unfold on earth.

The once-loyal brothers were now flattened into the ground.

The wind ceased, blood filled the air, and a single strand of hair floated gently down.

Only then did Li the Cripple realize who it was.

“Lu Ding!! That weird slash—you’re Lu Ding, the Corpse-Shattering Taishui from Yunhai!!”

“What the hell are you doing here? Weren’t you in Yunmeng?”

Cao Ying walked up, speaking casually, and slapped him: “I spared your life to ask questions, not for you to ask them.”

But he was drained from running, spiritual energy low. Li the Cripple ducked the slap.

Still, another smack echoed.

Smack!

Bai Hemen followed with a slap from the other side,

knocking a bloody tooth right out of Li the Cripple’s mouth.

“You dare dodge?!”

Li the Cripple held his face and looked at Lu Ding: “You... what do you want to know?”

Lu Ding looked down on him: “How did you know I was in Yunmeng?”

Li the Cripple’s eyes shifted: “If I tell you... can I live?”

Cao Ying raised his hand for another slap.

Li the Cripple ducked again.

Cao Ying: “Eh?!”

Bai Hemen slapped again—another tooth gone.

“Still dodging? Talk.”

Li the Cripple kept holding his face: “I know a lot of people in the Tianli Cult. I heard it from them.”

That wasn’t surprising.

Lu Ding kept questioning: “Didn’t you tell your nephew you’d come after the corn harvest? Why are you here so early?”

Li the Cripple glanced around at Cao Ying and Bai Hemen, bracing to dodge.

“If I tell you, can I live? I’m already this injured—I won’t be a threat anymore.”

“Who said you get to bargain?”

The wind stirred again—Li the Cripple ducked Cao Ying’s slap,

then sidestepped in anticipation of Bai Hemen’s.

This time, Bai Hemen missed.

Li the Cripple felt a bit smug—ha, dodged it!

Then Lu Ding lifted his leg.

BOOM!!!

Li the Cripple was launched, tumbling a dozen meters before slamming into a rock. Cracks spread out behind him, blood sprayed again.

“Did I say you could dodge?”

Lu Ding spoke.

Pain flooded in—Li the Cripple felt like his guts had shattered.

He kept coughing and spitting blood,

silently cursing these three for not following the code of the streets.

Taking turns beating him up.

First dodge, second dodge—then came Lu Ding, the third.

Even threw in a kick.

“Cough, cough, cough... I’ll talk... I’ll talk, just stop hitting me.”

Li the Cripple raised a hand to stop them: “It was that btard Changhai—he lied to me. Said he’d wait till after the harvest. I believed him!”

“Turns out he turned around and sold the info to a local Shepherd.”

“I caught wind of it, but wasn’t sure. Figured I better come early, not gonna let him drag me down.”

“But I just found out—he sold the info to the Bai Family.”

The Bai Family?

Lu Ding turned slightly to look at Bai Hemen.

Sure enough—

the moment Bai Hemen heard that surname, his expression darkened.

Lu Ding made a mental note.

“What’s the situation now with the Golden Toad Nesting on an Egg?”

This time, Li the Cripple didn’t dare say anything about bargaining.

He answered immediately, with no hesitation, telling Lu Ding the general situation.

Basically, Cao Ying had spooked the Golden Toad.

It burrowed underground and wouldn’t come out.

The Bai Family had still been digging over there.

“They were using a compass to track it, but when I left, they seemed to be packing up too—probably means the toad ran again.”

“But it won’t go far. The feng shui layout only covers so much area. Its movement range is limited.”

Seems like this thing really was hard to catch.

Lu Ding thought to himself.

Cao Ying saw his thoughtful look: “Lu bro, you came for this thing?”

It wasn’t a secret.

Lu Ding was already here, no point hiding it.

“Yeah, they’re building a road here, and the Golden Toad Nesting Formation’s in the way. I came to deal with it.”

Cao Ying nodded, doing mental math.

Just then, Bai Hemen, who hadn’t spoken much, suddenly asked: “That Bai Family you mentioned—what’s their deal?”

“The Bai Family...”

“Investigator Bai, just ask me. I know more than he does.”

Li the Cripple shot him a glare—f**er, I give you face, and you slap me back.

You didn’t just steal my Zhima Beasts, now you’re stealing my shot at survival too!!!

“Then you’re useless, aren’t you?”

Lu Ding followed up.

Li the Cripple instantly panicked.

“I’m useful—I still can—”

A slash cleaved down,

slicing Li the Cripple and the rock behind him clean in half.

He was cut down on the spot.

Lu Ding: “You can rot here and be fertilizer.”