I'm afraid they never expected it themselves.
What they provided added even more imposing power to an already terrifying existence.
During Lu Ding's closed-door cultivation period.
The two sisters, Kim Gyeong-joo and Kim Yeon-ju, were now at the peak of their influence.
As for the Crooked-Mouth Old Man, the materials for the Blood Drippers were almost completely gathered after his series of "friendly borrowings."
On the main battlefield, the Great Han was advancing triumphantly.
Kaminoue Kazuo, that veteran Heavenly Perception operative from Tai Island who had made the three-month agreement with Lu Ding, was frantically searching for Lu Ding's whereabouts.
Where is he!! Where is he!!!?
Where exactly is Lu Ding.
I can't find him!!!He wanted to kill Lu Ding before he could fully grow.
Even if it meant paying with his life later, at worst it would be one for one—he'd just die for the Great Han.
But if he didn't kill Lu Ding now.
Then once Lu Ding grew up, it would be a one-sided bloodbath for the Great Han, while Tai Island would suffer heavy losses losing a Heavenly Perception operative.
His thinking was good, but reality was that he couldn't even find a single hair of Lu Ding.
It made him so anxious he seemed to have reversed aged, jumping up and down like a grandson, completely unable to stay still.
Furious, Kaminoue Kazuo cursed loudly.
"Despicable!! Despicable Great Han, despicable Lu Ding!!!"
When asked where exactly the despicableness lay.
He would hem and haw before saying: actually hiding Lu Ding away, not letting him bully the weak plus sneak attack for an instant kill—what else could this be if not despicable?
So very despicable indeed.
Overall, everything was progressing in an orderly manner.
Until...
The day of Tianxing Group's month-end settlement.
Lu Ding emerged from his room radiating the glittering sixth level of Earth Observation realm.
He let out a long breath that immediately brought a cool breeze.
"Breaking through three minor realms at once, I've really worked hard."
Of course, there was also some regret.
The base stats of the Black Prison of Death's Body were too massive—while other skills corresponded to one minor realm per skill.
The Black Prison of Death's Body required two minor realms' worth of foundation to construct.
In other words, the seventh level of Earth Observation was the true limit of the Black Prison of Death's Body.
Unfortunately, the medicinal efficacy of the heavenly treasures had already been completely exhausted.
So Lu Ding could only break through three minor realms at once, not four—what a pity, what a shame.
"I've clearly worked so hard, sigh..."
"If comparing and illustrating with others' lifetime cultivation, then my stats are filled entirely with my sweat and effort."
Lu Ding said this in a rather good mood.
After speaking, he appeared somewhat contemplative.
Then suddenly laughed.
"That actually rhymed quite well—if I weren't an investigator killing demons, I might actually be able to get a piece of the rap cake."
"Hmm... this line... seems to have something too, but not much."
Mental fortitude—this was something Lu Ding never lacked.
Even without anything to play with, he could entertain himself with empty words and keep himself happy.
Of course, such powerful mental fortitude entirely came from his over ten years of orphan life.
The technique was too difficult—others should just learn the other nine methods.
"What cake? Where is it?"
An Wuyang's voice came from the courtyard entrance.
Black mist immediately billowed from Lu Ding's body, darkness enveloping half his face, leaving only two dark ruby-like eyes staring straight at An Wuyang.
"You... heard what I just said!?"
An Wuyang felt his back tingling with fear.
He swallowed hard: "Heard... heard what?"
While speaking, he subtly took a step backward.
"Oh? Didn't hear? Then why did you suddenly come over?"
An Wuyang waved his hand somewhat awkwardly: "Haha, I heard movement from your side, so I came over."
Lu Ding stepped forward: "You said you heard???"
His pace gradually quickened.
An Wuyang was terrified out of his wits.
He turned and ran.
Lu Ding closely followed behind.
"Lu Ding, stop chasing me!!!"
"If you stop running, I'll stop chasing!!"
"If you stop chasing, I'll stop running!!"
Lu Ding raised his hand and fired a 【Devouring Qi Death Beam】, pulling at the colors of heaven and earth, darkening then brightening again.
A massive explosion sounded, destroying about one-third of the fairly large estate.
No matter, Tianxing Group had plenty of money anyway, and this wasn't their own property—could be freely wasted.
It made An Wuyang jump up in alarm.
"Stop chasing, I really didn't hear anything, I only understood the part about cake."
This point, Lu Ding chose to believe.
But An Wuyang's words also had loopholes—he said he understood, not that he only heard.
Maybe he didn't understand now, but what if later, after playing with his phone more, he belatedly remembered what Lu Ding said today?
Wouldn't he talk about it for a whole year?
'Hey, do you know why Corpse-Shattering Taishui speaks in such rhythmic patterns?'
'No idea'
'Of course you don't—he secretly practices rhymes by himself when bored.'
Thinking of these possibilities, Lu Ding decided in his heart that he couldn't let him live today.
After quite a while.
With the extreme speed burst of Lu Ding's 【Moon Arc Kick】, he finally captured him.
After a round of friendly discussions.
An Wuyang decided that he hadn't heard anything today.
Looking at the phone in Lu Ding's hand.
He followed behind, opening his mouth: "That, Lu Ding... can I have my phone back? Without Zhenyin to scroll through, my whole body feels uncomfortable, like ants crawling all over."
Lu Ding glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "No, from now on you should spend less time online, focus more on cultivation and studying."
Saying this, Lu Ding reached out and took his sunglasses.
When he returned them to An Wuyang.
He put them on.
Good heavens, minor mode!!!!
An Wuyang almost broke down—with such high-tech products entering the Great Han and being put to use, why did they have to create a minor mode!!?
Before he could say anything about unlocking it.
Lu Ding added: "Last time, when that Wilson guy called you 'ching chong,' you didn't even understand—this proves you haven't studied enough!"
This statement diverted An Wuyang's attention.
"What ching chong?"
Lu Ding explained it to him.
An Wuyang immediately entered red temperature warning.
Completely broken.
The Jing Dynasty had actually become an adjective for foreigners to discriminate against his own people.
Where was he, a Jing Dynasty prince, supposed to put his face?
The key was that he hadn't even understood at the time—so embarrassing!!
"Foreign devils, white-skinned pigs, I want to gut him!!!"
Prince's refinement?
To hell with that.
Right now he just wanted to first castrate then gut Wilson, both castrating and gutting.
Lu Ding spoke up coldly: "He's already dead."
"I......."
"See? Without proper studying, you can't even understand when people insult you. Study hard from now on, play less with your phone, otherwise you won't even have the chance to take revenge on the spot."
An Wuyang's temperature couldn't quite come down.
With that unapproachable face, radiating extremely dangerous energy, he silently followed behind Lu Ding.
They arrived at Tianxing Group to participate in the month-end settlement, determine the three heir positions, then directly enter the national calamity land.
It was about time to harvest the crops anyway.
Originally, Lu Ding wanted to continue speedrunning, directly presenting achievements plus martial power to secure the heir positions.
Who agrees, who opposes.
However.
The red-temperature An Wuyang handled things even more urgently than him, speaking even more crudely.
Writing letters along the way, upon arrival.
Putting down the pen, collecting the paper.
Just as Lu Ding sat down, he said: "Stand up for a moment."
Lu Ding stood up, not understanding why.
Then heard An Wuyang say something shocking, imitating Lu Ding's words from last time, directly taking the mic: "Everyone sitting here is trash!"
Then slapped Kim Yeon-ju and Kim Gyeong-joo's industry reports on the table!
The civil approach in position!
Releasing his Heavenly Perception aura, the martial approach in position!
"This time, Kim Yeon-ju and Kim Gyeong-joo will take two of the heir positions—whoever disagrees, step forward!!"
Lu Ding, standing half a step before him, felt somewhat surprised—this kid isn't stupid!!!
He actually learned it!!!
Since someone had fired the opening shot, Lu Ding definitely wouldn't fall behind.
Immediately he glanced over, staring at several people holding teacups who were getting restless.
What did this mean?
Want to smash the cup as a signal, or want to stand up?
Think you're Zhou Yu?
I have a greater killing nature than Lord Guan.
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Taking care of my health recently, folks—the pressure has been too high causing constant tinnitus, so sometimes there might not be three chapters, but today there is.