......
Seeing the ss all over the place, she searched front and back but couldn’t find any sign of Blind Granny or Lu Ding.
Tears stread uncontrollably from her eyes.
Dong Wenrui wiped them away with a rough sweep of her arm.
She gathered up all the morial tablets and random junk in the house and piled them together.
Then stuffed in a few blasting caps and lit them.
BOOM!!!!!!!
Monts later, flas soared into the sky.
In the forest outside the village.
Blind Granny staggered forward, weaving through the trees.
Blood sprayed from her mouth from ti to ti.
Her steps faltered.
A slash ca flying.
Trees and rocks shattered, debris flying everywhere, forcing her to flee in a single direction.
Voices echoed from all around: “Stay in a straight line, don’t go the wrong way, keep running!!”
Blind Granny glanced back.
Cursed silently—Dmn you, Lu Ding!!
A 749 Investigator, acting like this?
It wasn’t like she’d never dealt with 749 Investigators before.
The ones she’d seen in the past—weren’t they all open and upright, facing enemies head-on?
Only this Lu Ding, infamous far and wide, feared by all—and yet still sneak-attacked through a wall!?
Blind Granny understood one thing.
If it ca down to a real head-on fight, there was no way she’d beat Lu Ding.
But!
That didn’t an she could accept him ambushing her like that!
And on top of that, saying the kind of things he said earlier.
Do those sound like things a 749 investigator should say?
You sound more like an evil cultivator than .
The thought of it made her emotions spike, tugging at her wounds and sending fresh waves of pain through her.
In the darkness, her figure vanished far into the distance.
She crossed hundreds of li.
Until she arrived at the entrance of Qingliao Village.
A silhouette stood in her path—Bai Hen spoke: “This is the place. Stop.”
Blind Granny slamd to a halt.
Staring at the village ahead, suspicion blood in her heart.
She shouted, “What the hell are you trying to do!!!?”
As the words rang out—
A sonic boom exploded through the night.
Buzz!!!!
A terrifying aura was brewing. Even a re wisp of it was enough to make the old hag tremble in fear.
She instinctively turned to look.
From the darkness, Lu Ding erged, red glowing lines crawling across his face and exposed skin, reaching all the way to his eyes.
In the dim light—
His irises were rimd in red over whites, encasing pitch-black pupils.
Wave after wave of pressure surged out, scattering fallen leaves and dust.
Lu Ding held his phone, adjusting his angle according to the map.
To Blind Granny’s questioning, the only reply was dead silence.
In that mont, staring at Lu Ding’s terrifying aura, panic began to rise in her heart.
She took half a step back.
But Bai Hen had sohow appeared behind her.
Both hands pressed down on her shoulders.
“I said, don’t move.”
His calm voice carried overwhelming pressure. Blind Granny’s stiff body twitched, and her eyes shifted ever so slightly.
Darkness cloaked Bai Hen’s entire face—
Except for those slightly manic, cold green-glowing eyes.
“This is the spot.”
Lu Ding’s voice suddenly rang out.
He raised his right hand.
As the air trembled, dull boom sounds began to echo.
Spiritual energy surged. Lu Ding’s heart pumped rapidly, and along the Dragon Vein of his spine, acupoints opened one by one.
Carnal Qi spewed forth.
Finally, the elbow and shoulder acupoints burst open, emitting black-red halos of light.
Those inhuman eyes locked onto their target.
“Say goodbye to this world, you dead old hag!!”
Carnal Qi burst from his elbow like a tail fla, propelling his arm—a punch roared out!!
BOOM!!!!
Terrifying force infused with spiritual energy ford into a Sin Dragon. Under the moonlight, a ferocious shadow carved across the ground.
Fierce winds tore through wild grass and trees.
The earth crumbled in an instant.
At the village entrance—there was no sign of Blind Granny. Pulling the view back, there wasn’t even a trace left that a village had ever stood there.
Only shattered rocks and yellow mud covered the ground.
Huge broken stones jutted up from the earth.
Lu Ding’s punch had crushed nearly a kiloter.
A monstrous scar marred the land.
This was his full-power strike.
His acupoints closed, the halos vanished, and the glowing marks on his face slowly faded.
Bai Hen watched silently, lost in thought.
If that punch had been aid at him—he wouldn’t have been able to block it.
Even Lu Ding hadn’t expected that one blow could pack such insane power.
Well then. Now he instantly knew how to handle the Thousand Corpses Honoring the King Formation in Min Mountain.
.....
Minshan City.
Located on the border of Yunng.
It always had heavy rainfall.
During the rainy season, water levels often surged to dangerous levels.
This year, it straight up broke the embanknt and flooded much of Minshan City.
After surveying and studying the area,
the higher-ups decided to cut an opening in the main river and build a dam.
Divert flow for irrigation in droughts, drain floods in rainy seasons.
They searched and searched, and the best spot ended up being the site of the Min Clan Funeral Ho.
Minimal impact too.
Because that area used to be a public burial ground—almost no one lived nearby, so opening it up there was easiest.
The authorities brought their permits and drafted contracts to the funeral ho.
Offered one billion yuan in relocation subsidies.
Even promised—since we’re tearing it down, we’ll build you a new one.
The graves and tombs will be relocated.
You’ll still get to operate.
The funeral ho folks agreed. Everyone happily signed the contract.
And then...
When the demolition work started recently, they dug up a Thousand Corpses Honoring the King Formation.
And accidentally woke up the Big Ghost housed in the funeral ho’s thatched hut.
The funeral ho people saw it and went—Whoa, the ancestors left us two huge treasures.
Price hike. Gotta raise the price!!
They jacked up the rates on the spot.
As descendants of the funeral ho, the Big Ghost wouldn’t harm them—and only they could move it.
Anyone else was useless.
Minshan City wasn’t even that big. It was about the sa size as Kaoshan City under Daheshan, so it only had one substation.
With just one substation, there was no way they could handle the Big Ghost and the formation.
Funeral Ho: We can help move the Big Ghost, but we need so labor fees, yeah?
Minshan Substation: Pfft!
If the substation can’t handle it, surely the bureau can, right?
They reported it up. The bureau took one look—Oh? Feng Shui formation? Perfect for trainees at the Advanced Training Facility. I’ll report it up too.
And so—Lu Ding and Bai Hen arrived in Minshan.
No red tape, no nonsense.
Lu Ding sent just one ssage to the Minshan 749 substation director:
【Prepare for chanical entry and forced demolition】
The mont the Minshan substation director got that ssage, he was overjoyed.
“Oh, jacking up prices? Using our technical loopholes against us!!?”
“Your karma’s co due!!”
“Quick, Zhang, call the local departnt, tell the construction team to prep for entry, roll all the machinery straight to the funeral ho!!”
.....
Elsewhere.
Near the front gate of the Min Clan Funeral Ho, Bai Hen asked, “What’s your plan?”
Lu Ding: “What plan? Forced demolition. Gotta be.”
“Contract’s signed, money’s paid, paperwork’s solid. Since I joined 749, I’ve never seen paperwork this legit.”
Lu Ding’s done plenty of missions with no permits at all—now that he’s got them, what’s the point in holding back?
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