First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 86: Second Kill—Slaying Liang Qu, Gaining the Power to Command Weapons

“Changed my mind last second—didn’t have time to shout it. Here, I’ll shout it now. Eat my kick! Satisfied?”

At first, the monster hadn’t been particularly upset.

But hearing that sentence—

It immediately flew into a rage.

“Despicable human cultivators! Only capable of sneak attacks! One of you is a useless brute with strength but no precision! The other has precision but no strength! Yet you dare mock me?!!!”

The markings on its body flashed to life, summoning a floating array of weapons, radiating killing intent.

Faced with this sight—

Zuo Qianqiu and Liang Yusong suddenly stood at attention, raising their arms in unison and waving them left and right.

Then, they called out in perfect synchronization, dragging the last syllable—

Monster: ???

It had no idea what the hell these two human cultivators were up to.

And in the next moment—

Its fur bristled.

An instinctive alarm screamed through its body—

"Your time is up!!!"

“Then try my precision AND power!!”

From behind, Lu Ding struck.

Suspended in midair, he raised his leg like a blade, slicing downward in a devastating arc.

BOOM!!!

The immense force behind his kick collided with the monster’s body.

Bones shattered, piercing through its flesh—

Blood burst from the gaping wound, spraying in all directions.

The once-arrogant monster was obliterated in a single blow.

【Contained Creature: Liang Qu】

【Containment Reward: Power to Command Weapons】

【Power to Command Weapons: Wield all weapons with perfect ease, at will.】

Liang Qu.

In the Classic of Mountains and Seas, The Classic of the Central Mountains states:

"Seventy li northeast lies Lishi Mountain, rich with thorny shrubs. On its southern slopes... dwells a beast, shaped like a cat, but with a white head and tiger’s claws. It is called Liang Qu. If it appears, war will soon follow in that land."

This monster's presence foretold war wherever it went.

"Hey, Lu Ding!!"

Liang Yusong shouted, drawing Lu Ding’s attention.

He gave a thumbs-up.

"That was f***ing awesome!"

They had seen Lu Ding approaching—that’s why they had pulled their little stunt earlier.

Because—

Life was boring as hell.

You had to find fun where you could.

Otherwise, spending every day fighting monsters to the death would have long driven them insane.

Lu Ding didn’t know them.

But he still returned a thumbs-up.

“You guys are awesome too.”

Then, he turned his gaze to the most violent battlefield in the distance.

There—

Tonight’s biggest boss was waiting.

He hadn’t seen it yet.

But just from the shockwaves of battle, he could already sense its power.

That was his real target.

Technically speaking, his cultivation realm was far lower than those engaged in that battle.

But that’s exactly what all these rewards from his golden finger were for—to let him fight above his level.

“That’s a battle between Si Ming Realm powerhouses. If we join in at our current level, we’ll die.”

On a nearby rooftop, Bai Hemen had appeared at some point, crouched on a stone pillar.

Dressed in embroidered robes, he exuded nobility.

He had read Lu Ding’s thoughts.

So he spoke.

Suspended in midair, Lu Ding’s tone remained calm.

“I’ve said before—powerhouses exist to crush the weak.

“Survival of the fittest—this is the eternal law of nature.

“But most powerhouses weren’t born strong.

“The weak who dare challenge the strong— those are the ones with the potential to become powerful.

“Of course, they must also be prepared to die.

“Defeating others at your own level, no matter how many, doesn’t prove real strength.

“Only by slaying the strong, devouring their flesh, and stepping over their corpses— can you reach greater heights.

“Eagles soar through the sky. Fish glide through the depths.

“All creatures in the frost-kissed heavens compete for their freedom.”

“Challenging, defeating, and slaughtering stronger opponents—

“That’s what I do best.”

If he didn’t take on stronger foes with all these rewards he’d gained—

Just staying here fighting small fry—

Even he would feel embarrassed saying it out loud.

It’d be like playing an RPG fully maxed out with god-tier equipment—

And then running back to newbie village to kill low-level goblins.

Even Seria would scold him—“Warrior, what the f*** are you doing here? Get lost.”

Below the high-rise, Wen Ruchu and the others had gathered, listening to everything.

Every single one of them fell into deep thought.

Was Lu Ding arrogant?

Yes.

Unbelievably arrogant.

But looking back at his past achievements—

Most of them were him challenging, defeating, and killing enemies far above his level.

At this moment—

They finally understood.

Lu Ding’s mindset was fundamentally different from theirs.

“All creatures in the frost-kissed heavens compete for their freedom…”

Bai Hemen listened, then asked, “Do you know the full poem?”

“Yeah.”

“After this fight, write me a copy.”

“Got it.”

As the words fell—

Both of them rushed toward the battlefield.

One soared through the sky.

One vanished into the darkness.

"Holy sh*t. That fired me up."

Zuo Qianqiu clenched his fists, excitement in his voice.

"That moment—they both shot forward, one in the air, one in the shadows. That was f***ing badass!!!"

"Song, we’re going too!!!"

"Hell yeah! The hype’s here—we can’t NOT go! CHARGE!!!"

The two jumped from the building’s window.

One glided gracefully, the wind lifting him like a phantom—each step covering over ten meters.

The other bolted across the ground, electricity crackling around his body, leaving a streak of blue lightning in his wake.

Wen Ruchu and Yin Feng followed right behind them.

Meanwhile—

Yan Feifan stood back, playing with his camera.

He pulled up the exact frame of Lu Ding and Bai Hemen rushing out together.

He nodded in satisfaction.

“If I send this to the Information & Intelligence Division… I should get a ton of contribution points.”

Ever since he saw Ji Yanshuang get rewarded by Lu Ding for taking a good photo—

He had learned.

Yan Feifan was deep in thought.

Since Ji Yanshuang could take photos, then—why couldn’t he?

Ji Yanshuang had just happened to see Lu Ding and recorded it.

But he was with Lu Bro every single day.

So, he messaged someone from the Information & Intelligence Division to ask.

The response—he wasn’t a member of the division, but he could submit photos to them.

There were two options: a buyout or a revenue share.

Upon hearing that—Yan Feifan immediately chose the revenue share.

After that, he spent a fortune on a high-end camera—

Always keeping it tucked away in his bottomless storage bag-like backpack, ready to pull out at any moment.

When Lu Ding had been speaking just now, he had quietly taken it out—

And perfectly captured the moment when Lu Ding and Bai Hemen charged forward together.

Even though his photography skills weren’t great—

It didn’t matter.

Because both Lu Ding and Bai Hemen were ridiculously handsome.

The battlefield architecture was also spot-on, making up for all his technical shortcomings.

Tucking his precious camera back into his bag, Yan Feifan slipped underground—

Using his not-yet-mastered dog paddle technique to follow along.

He remembered Lu Ding’s words:

“Safety first. Your own survival comes before everything else.”

Better to go slow.

Better to be safe.

If anything happened—Lu Bro wouldn’t have time to save him.

And he definitely didn’t want to be a burden.