First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 80: Insulting a 749 Public Official—Your Crimes Just Got Worse

Lu Ding looked at Liu Xingchuan, soaked in the koi pond, looking utterly broken.

"Sneak attack? I’m Linghai Realm, you’re Divine Palace Realm—so what if I sneak attack? I did it, and what!?"

Linghai vs. Divine Palace—who wouldn’t use a sneak attack?

Sure, Lu Ding was confident he could win in a straight-up fight, but why bother? Why waste time following some noble dueling rules about not hitting below the belt, no leg strikes, no shots to the back of the head?

What is this, boxing?

"Oh, are you about to stand on some moral high ground and condemn me?"

Maximum taunt mode activated.

A cultist trying to lecture him about righteousness?

Lu Ding found it hilarious.

At this moment, Cao Ying stepped out of the house, with the old patriarch of the Cao family right behind him—each dragging two captured Tianli Cultists.

"You’re always putting on a show, aren’t you, Liu? You really went too far this time! Trying to rob me in front of Lu Investigator—you’re completely out of control!!"

"You act like you’re some big boss, but tell me—why the f*** didn’t you wear a trench coat too? Everyone else flies in over the rooftops, but no, you have to walk in through the front gate. If we weren’t going to ambush you, who would we ambush!? Are you blind, or just stupid?"

Yan Feifan added the final stab.

With the two of them throwing verbal jabs, Liu Xingchuan’s wounds hurt even more.

Their words were like concealed weapons, sharp enough to pass through airport security. A single taste and you’d be poisoned.

And the worst part? They were completely right.

Liu Xingchuan’s face turned red with fury.

"Lu Ding! You bring disgrace to 749! I thought you were a righteous man, but you’re nothing more than a despicable coward!"

But Lu Ding’s next words made him spit blood on the spot.

"Intern."

PFFFT!!

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

That tone. That expression. That smug f*ing attitude.**

"OF COURSE, I F***ING KNOW YOU’RE AN INTERN!! STOP RUBBING IT IN!!"

As soon as those words left Liu Xingchuan’s mouth—

Yan Feifan instinctively ran to a safer spot.

Cao Ying frowned. "Where are you going?"

"Just stay still and watch."

The moment Yan Feifan finished speaking—

A violent surge of energy exploded outward.

The shockwave sent everyone around staggering, struggling to stay on their feet.

Behind Lu Ding, a ferocious beast’s head materialized in the darkness.

"INSULTING A 749 PUBLIC OFFICIAL—YOUR CRIMES JUST GOT WORSE!!"

Lu Ding’s Qi surged to its peak.

In an instant—he closed the gap.

The dozens of meters between them vanished.

It was as if he had teleported right in front of Liu Xingchuan.

Both palms struck out—behind him, the beast’s head lunged forward, letting out an earth-shaking roar.

Wind howled through the gaps of Lu Ding’s fingers, leaving streaks of white air trails.

The ultimate display of raw physical power.

Liu Xingchuan hesitated for just half a second before trying to block.

But the sharp pain in his back, near his heart, disrupted his Qi circulation—he was a split second too slow.

A tiny delay, but a massive gap.

BOOM!!!!

His entire body was sent flying.

Spinning through the air like a flipping car crash, he smashed through a wall.

"You unstable lunatic!!!"

His internal injuries worsened—Liu Xingchuan wanted nothing more than to curse Lu Ding’s entire bloodline.

No warning, no hesitation—just pure, instant violence.

Are you even human!?

No honor among fighters. No fair duel.

Just ambush after ambush.

And the worst part? He was terrifyingly strong.

Was this really necessary!?

Liu Xingchuan was losing it.

As he shoved aside the collapsed bricks and shouted profanities, Lu Ding was already standing over him again.

Zero breathing room.

"You insult me and expect me not to be mad? Stay the f* down.**"

BOOM!!

A thunderous sonic boom.

Lu Ding’s kick launched forward.

This time, Liu Xingchuan managed to react.

Qi surged into a defensive shield, blocking in front of him.

It didn’t matter.

That seemingly sturdy shield shattered like thin ice on a southern winter day.

Paper-thin.

Lu Ding’s kick hit harder than a steel whip.

"URGH!!"

Blood and vomit splattered from Liu Xingchuan’s mouth.

"ENOUGH!!!"

He steadied himself with a furious roar.

Behind him, a towering divine phantom rose, over ten meters tall, gripping a mourning staff.

A chilling, deathly aura surged outward.

"Tonight is MY battlefield!!!"

"SCREAM FOR YOUR MOTHER."

Lu Ding clawed downward in a circular motion.

Above, the sky turned red.

The moment these Tianli Cultists arrived, the heavens had already shifted.

They just hadn’t noticed.

Blood droplets from the dark clouds trembled at Lu Ding’s call, rapidly gathering—forming a massive crimson hand.

And it slammed down.

The ten-meter phantom was instantly obliterated.

BOOM!!!

Scattered blood rain poured down.

Wherever it landed, Liu Xingchuan’s flesh began to melt like soft mud.

"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!"

His agonized screams filled the courtyard.

The remaining Tianli Cultists saw this and immediately ran.

One of them took a step forward—

A crimson spear shot up from a blood puddle on the ground, impaling him clean through.

His body hung midair like a skewer.

"Go ahead. Keep coming."

Lu Ding raised his fingers, forming a hand seal.

BOOM!!!

The scattered blood rain erupted.

Razor-sharp blood spikes burst from the ground, impaling over half the Tianli Cultists.

Some managed to leap into the air to avoid them.

"SPLIT UP AND RUN!!!"

With a desperate command, the survivors scattered.

Fight Lu Ding?

Absolutely not.

One move just wiped out so many people—why the hell would they fight?

If they wanted suicide, they’d just jump off a cliff.

What they didn’t realize—

Leaping into the air was exactly what Lu Ding wanted.

Slash attacks erupted.

The art of live dissection was now on full display.

Behind them.

A heavily wounded Liu Xingchuan suddenly did something unexpected.

At some point, he had ripped off the eyepatch he always wore.

And where his eye should have been—

There was a mouth.

A grotesque, jagged-toothed mouth.

And it spoke.

"My turn."

"Soul-Binding Coffins, Hundred Coffins Locking Fate!"

Liu Xingchuan rapidly formed hand seals.

One coffin after another, each plastered with purple talismans, came crashing down from the sky—

their open mouths aimed straight at Lu Ding.

His figure flickered between the falling coffins, dodging nimbly.

Finally, he kicked off one of the descending coffins, launching himself backward.

"Now this—"

"This is what Divine Palace Realm techniques should look like."

"Finally, something worth watching."

Liu Xingchuan’s hand seals shifted.

The grotesque mouth in his empty eye socket continued speaking—

"Worth watching?

You really are arrogant, kid.

Then let me add a little extra for you."

"Wretched Life Coffin—Footless Woman!"

A crimson coffin erupted from the ground.

As the eerie creaking of its lid echoed,

a pale, grayish-white hand, its fingernails a sickly jade green, clawed its way out from the gap.

But before it could fully emerge—

Lu Ding's figure flickered.

He appeared right in front of the coffin—

and kicked it shut.

Direct interruption.

Trying to show off with a fancy summoning animation in front of him?

Was he asking to die?

BOOM!

The barely opened coffin slammed shut, then shattered into dust on impact.

The sheer force of that kick—enough to completely obliterate the summoned construct—

spoke volumes.

"If it's just some conjured spell beast and not a real monster, don’t even bother showing it to me."

F***ing Lu Ding.

Just because he had an absurdly strong physical body, he refused to play fair.

Not even letting his opponent finish casting their techniques.

Liu Xingchuan cursed internally.

At the same time—

From the puddles of blood scattered across the ground—

countless crimson threads shot forth in the hundreds, in the thousands—

piercing toward him.

This move—he had already been on guard against it.

After all, he had just watched half of the Tianli Cult members get instantly slaughtered by whatever this spell was.