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As his cultivation technique circulated, the dormant Sin Dragon stirred awake once more.
Cultivation techniques...
How to put it...
They’re kind of like school—regular classes versus final grades.
Normally, you study diligently every day, work hard on your own, apply what you’ve learned, and then see how well you do based on talent and effort.
Only then do you earn your final result.
But Lu Ding wasn’t like that.
He went in reverse.
With Oneness with Heaven and Man on his side, that thing couldn’t be controlled.
It just whooshed into his brain—bam, done.
As for where it went? Don’t ask. No stopping it. Just charge ahead.
Other people: write a formula, run the ridians, circulate qi—step-by-step process, eventually get the answer.
Lu Ding: smack, answer’s already on the table.
You don’t need to ask how I got it—just tell if it’s right or not.
Back in school, teachers said: “The process matters, take it step by step.”
At work, bosses said: “The result matters. Cut the crap. Show the outco.”
Right now? Lu Ding was the latter.
As the dicinal energy from the rare spiritual treasures surged in,
his Linghai churned, the Sin Dragon roared.
Light particles gathered, rising into the shadow of his Divine Palace—forming walls and tiles, beams and rafters.
As his aura intensified,
the walls slowly rose, glowed with flowing light, divine brilliance danced. Sacred patterns etched themselves into the structure, inlays of rare jewels shimred everywhere.
At a glance—pearls for decoration, golden trim, erald splendor. Glorious and grand.
Then—special effects disappeared.
The dicine ran out. See you next ti.
Lu Ding’s realm advanced from Divine Palace First Layer to Divine Palace Second Layer.
His aura gradually faded.
The path he walked: unobstructed and long. Walk it, and he shall arrive. The future looked bright.
It was supposed to be a long and hard road.
But Lu Ding’s road was smooth—no checkpoints, no bottlenecks.
As long as he kept walking, the broad highway was beneath his feet, leading straight to the finish.
His only real obstacle might be... resources.
Now at Divine Palace Second Layer, future realms would demand even more rare treasures.
Cultivation was like climbing a mountain—every step a new heaven.
“Hope I can farm so good loot in Yunng.”
Next, he needed to condense a spell and construct the Dragon-Locking Well.
So the amount and quality of materials were critical. Though Lu Ding didn’t expect the Yunng trip to push him all the way to Si Ming Realm—
That’d be a pipe dream.
But Divine Palace Sixth Layer? That should be doable.
Second Layer: Dragon-Locking Well.
Fourth Layer: Sin Dragon Breaking the Well.
Sixth Layer: River Surge into the Sea.
After that, hit Ba’er Mountain for another haul. Once the mission’s done, that’s three Dragon Vein sites. Another wave of rewards—more power for him.
“My future really is looking bright.”
Lu Ding said aloud.
He pulled out his phone—third day already.
Sent Bai Hen a ssage: ti to set out.
Lu Ding got up and washed.
Opened the door—Bai Hen was squatting outside, looking up: “You got stronger again.”
“I get stronger every day.”
Lu Ding headed out.
After a quick farewell to Li Kai, the two of them took the high-speed train, heading generally toward Yunng.
Of course, they had to make a stop in Longyang—Chang Yan’s hotown.
On the train, Lu Ding was still thinking about what Chang Yan said.
“An upside-down triangle tattoo behind the ear...”
Once the missions were done and things wrapped up, he’d go back and check every single student and instructor.
Just to be safe, and in case soone used any kind of concealing agent,
Lu Ding ssaged Elder Deng from Yunhai 749.
Asked if there was anything powerful that could remove disguise potions.
And whaddya know—there was.
But it wasn’t cheap.
Lu Ding waved it off—gotta spend money where it counts.
But for now, he was broke, so he’d hold off.
Elder Deng scolded him for never saving money.
But still agreed to help—just this once. No next ti.
Lu Ding thanked him, then opened his music app to put on so songs. He turned his head—
and saw Bai Hen stretching his neck, trying to peek at the phone of the person in front of them.
Lu Ding waved a hand in front of his face: “What’re you doing? Hey hey, kiddo, don’t peek at other people’s phones. That’s called privacy.”
Bai Hen: “Huh? But aren’t I older than you?”
“I’m taller than you.”
“Weren’t we talking about age?”
“I’ve got more muscle. Heavier than you.”
“Weren’t we talking about age?”
“I’m stronger than you. Higher realm. Divine Palace Second Layer now.”
“We were...”
Bai Hen’s sentence stalled out. He didn’t want to keep debating and just went back to craning his neck at the screen.
He switched the topic: “There’s a ghost in her phone.”
Lu Ding’s ears perked up: “Hm?”
“Really rare, huh. Tis sure are changing—brand-new types of critters popping up. Let take a look.”
So the scene changed from one person craning his neck...
to two people craning their necks, both staring at the screen of the person in front of them.
After a good look, Lu Ding was disappointed.
He thought it’d be so bizarre new species.
Like Sadako—she crawled out of TVs, this one crawled out of phones.
Turns out...
The person was just on a video call.
But the face on the other end of the call—
Lu Ding rembered it vividly.
It was the girl from Dinghao Complex, the one he’d saved.
Dong Wenrui.
Then ca the girl’s voice from the phone:
“Ah, nothing beats the fresh air back ho. The mountains, the water—it’s all so nice. Lili, you have to co visit when you get the chance.”
The girl on this end, Lili, responded with a cheerful smile.
“Don’t worry, I will! But are you really not coming back to Yunhai? What exactly happened to you last ti? And that old man whose pulse stopped—why did it stop?”
Hearing her bestie bring that up again,
Dong Wenrui involuntarily felt a chill run through her.
Go back to Yunhai?
Did her friend want her to die early?
She carefully picked sothing harmless to say: “Not going back. After Grandpa passed, Grandma moved back ho alone. She’s all by herself, so I have to spend more ti with her.”
As she spoke, Dong Wenrui turned the cara toward the elderly woman.
And as soon as it shifted—
Lu Ding imdiately saw what Bai Hen ant by “ghost in the phone.”
The old woman’s face was full of ruddy color, smiling brightly, looked healthy and full of energy—but if you looked closely, you'd see her facial wrinkles forming an inverted eight, white sores blooming along her neck, and dark energy gathering around her eyes.
Lu Ding didn’t know exactly what that thing was,
but one thing was clear—it wasn’t human.
This girl really had rotten luck.
She’d barely survived the Yin Domain Overlap in Yunhai, moved into a new place crawling with monsters top to bottom...
And now, back ho, her grandma had turned into a monster too.
Thinking about that,
Lu Ding pulled out his phone and sent a ssage to the Bureau, asking them to locate Dong Wenrui and also alert the nearest 749 Bureau to send soone for a visit.
But just as the ssage was sent—
In the video, the girl suddenly called out: “Blind Granny!”
Another old woman walked into the fra, carrying dicine in one hand and a black wooden tablet in the other.
Her voice ca out raspy:
“Sis, ti for your dicine.”
That “sis” was directed at Dong Wenrui’s grandmother.
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