A waft of meat with a hint of roasting aroma drifted over.
As expected.
A rabbit must be skinned and roasted.
On the glowing red copper pillar, sizzling sounds came through.
Watching the rabbit spirit’s body moisture gradually dry up, its flesh and bones slowly carbonizing.
Despite its endless screams, no more blood flowed out.
If only there had been some cumin or chili powder, Lu Ding would have sprinkled some on it without hesitation.
Until the screams grew weaker and weaker, and the carbonization spread all over the body.
[Captured Monster: Moon-Watching Zha]
[Capture Reward: Moon Arc Kick][Moon Arc Kick: The technique of the Twelve Zodiac Rabbits, swift as a shadow, leaving no trace, the rabbit kicks like an eagle, borrowing the moon’s speed]
That felt good.
Another technique from the Twelve Zodiac manual, completed.
Moreover, it was one of Lu Ding’s essential arts.
Previously, his speed relied entirely on his own physique and explosive strength, along with the Wind-Fixing Art to borrow the wind for propulsion.
This was one of Lu Ding’s advantages.
But as his cultivation realm rose, the usefulness of the Wind-Fixing Art began to feel somewhat redundant.
Though his current cultivation level corresponded to Earth Observation, his combat power matched Heavenly Perception.
Heavenly Perception practitioners could fly, and the Wind-Fixing Art’s function was also flight.
Of course, for long-distance dashes, the Wind-Fixing Art sufficed.
But for short bursts, Lu Ding’s explosive rushes, like an earthbreaker, were somewhat ungainly.
So now, this Moon Arc Kick made up for one of his less refined weaknesses.
More elegant.
And most importantly.
This move’s speed was just a side effect; its core was in the ‘kick’.
Lu Ding understood deeply.
This thing was too cool.
It was a perfect match for him.
Look at those long legs of his—one blink, flash in front of the opponent, arms folded without even needing to strike.
He lifted his foot and swung down, drawing a crescent moon arc that split the air in two.
The bright scarlet of blood paired with the pure white glow of the crescent moon!
Tsk!
Who could say this move wasn’t cool!?
Elegant—truly damn elegant.
Suddenly.
Lu Ding realized something.
At his height of one meter ninety, hovering in the air without touching the ground, combined with a Moon Arc Kick like a blade, wasn’t this basically a big snake???
Thinking this, Lu Ding dispelled the Black Prison of Death’s Body.
He looked up at the sun in the sky.
“Too bad it didn’t trigger a sunlit blessing, such a damn tricky move.”
“I’m not some white-haired old man either.”
Finally, he turned around and with a palm strike, blew the rabbit spirit’s charred corpse into scattered ashes floating with the wind.
Moon-Watching Zha—a somewhat unfamiliar name.
But if you remove “Moon-Watching” and just keep “Zha,” Lu Ding knew a bit about it.
The White Marsh Spirit Creature Record had entries about this creature.
“The wood ghost called Zha resembles a rabbit, but its tail is blue; it is a natural being, not a monster.”
That was the Zha.
Thinking of this, Lu Ding couldn’t help but complain toward the spot where the rabbit spirit died earlier.
“You neither man nor woman, not even a real rabbit, and you’re pretending you…”
Wait, no.
It’s not a rabbit pretending to be a rabbit; this neither man nor woman thing seems to fit too.
He contradicted himself.
Confusing himself.
“If that’s the case, maybe I misunderstood you… sorry, next time I’ll be more careful.”
Rabbit spirit: The ashes have already scattered; do you think I’ll have a next time?!
After tallying the gains.
Lu Ding picked up the Rabbit Head sealed by the Prison-Governing Goddess, stamped with a hand seal.
Upon close inspection, his brows furrowed slightly.
“What the hell is going on…”
Taking it back to submit, there was good news and bad news.
Good news: I got the Rabbit Head back.
Bad news: The Rabbit Head might have been a little damaged by me…
That’s not quite right.
Holding the Rabbit Head, Lu Ding tried to press the dented area back into shape.
But then.
Crack…
Lu Ding: ………
When people are beyond speech, they tend to laugh.
“Ha ha, damn!!!”
He had intended to fix it a bit, but it ended up so dented that it no longer looked like a rabbit.
One hand seal turned into three hand seals.
Buy one get two.
Forget it.
He flicked the Rabbit Head back into the red coffin.
Finding it was good enough—no need for fancy repairs.
Taking it home would make his family very happy and probably earn him quite a few rewards. Why bother fixing it?
Having the marks proved Lu Ding’s pure effort and sweat!!
Besides, with this skill, it was better to find a living target and try out the new technique to see just how cool it was.
With a silver glow trailing like a comet’s tail, Lu Ding disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he was already beside Kim Yeon-ju.
“Notify your people to take over the Shen Family’s assets.”
Now that Shen Xingfu was dead, the rabbit spirit gone, all the tall members of the Shen Family had been sawed off.
The remaining short ones didn’t even require Lu Ding’s intervention; just the fright alone would kill them.
With such a level, they still dared to declare themselves his mortal enemies?
Although Kim Yeon-ju was prepared, she couldn’t help but feel stunned witnessing Lu Ding’s efficiency and speed.
Sometimes, enough power and resources just don’t argue.
She nodded lightly: “I’ll have people come to take over the assets immediately.”
Unlike Kim Gyeong-joo, who was penniless, Kim Yeon-ju still had some useful people under her command.
When her bloodline returned, the Tianxing Group had treated her seriously.
So, all necessary arrangements were in place—nothing lacking.
As for who wasn’t treated seriously?
Hard to guess, and not something to say.
After resolving the Shen Family’s matter, An Wuyang hadn’t sent Lu Ding any news yet.
So Lu Ding sent him a message.
[My side is done, how about yours?]
After waiting quite a while with no reply.
Lu Ding thought something had gone wrong.
He made a call.
On the other end.
Well then.
Our prince and divine son were leisurely admiring the scenery of the Diancang Sect’s back mountain together.
“Though it looks picturesque, I feel it still can’t compare to Great Han’s landscapes,” Louis said.
An Wuyang humbly replied, “Not at all. Great Han is indeed good, but White Eagle isn’t bad either. Compared to White Eagle, this scenery here is like a small witch facing a great sorcerer.”
Louis modestly said, “No, no, our White Eagle just has the advantage of location.”
The two continued praising each other.
When the call came in.
An Wuyang answered.
Lu Ding’s voice came through the line.
“Check if your phone is broken.”
An Wuyang looked at his phone in confusion, bringing it close to his ear again: “No, it’s fine.”
“Oh~ I thought your phone was broken, so you couldn’t hear notifications. I was even thinking of replacing it with a better one for you. After all, a few thousand yuan phone doesn’t match your status.”
The sarcastic tone spiraled directly into An Wuyang’s mind.
He awkwardly smiled, “I… was just admiring the Diancang Sect’s back mountain scenery with Louis, the divine son of White Eagle.”
“Didn’t Kim Yeon-ju say the back mountain scenery was pretty good?”
Saying that, he glanced around again: “But I think it’s nothing special.”