"We don't know anything, why are you slaughtering us!!"
Excuses, lies, talking nonsense, feigning ignorance while knowing full well.
To say they were undermining the stability of New City seed too high-minded.
After all, these investigators had just arrived from Hanjing; they had neither a sense of belonging nor a sense of mission towards this place called New City.
Who would co and imdiately talk about things like, "guarding this land is my duty," "pacifying and judging is my mission," because "I love this land so deeply"?
They hadn't even figured out what was what yet, couldn't find a convenience store selling cigarettes when they went out, and they were already here to fight.
The most honest thought.
Was simply: You commit cris, I enforce the law.
You die, but your death has value; your cold, lifeless body will transform into warm, glowing contribution points in my account.
I live, but I live with a future; this blazing butcher's blade will cleave through shackles and carve out a promising tomorrow.
The many investigators wasted no breath on nonsense.
Just one word!!
Kill!!
Talking would waste focus, costing them contribution points.
There was little at and many wolves.
Whether you could grab a share depended entirely on your own skill.
As for the enemy's excuses, lies....
It didn't matter.
If you could still talk tough after dying, then you were sothing else.
Impaled on the horse lance, Lu Wang spat blood, his life fading fast. Watching the disciples below the Fifth Restriction being slaughtered one after another, watching the five God Ascension cultivators from the two sects putting up a desperate resistance.
Lu Wang cursed at Lu Ding furiously.
"Lu Ding, you're not human!!! Raising a butcher's blade against the weak!!"
"If Great Han is full of villains like you, then this tyrannical Han will fall, it's only a matter of ti!!!"
Lu Ding laughed upon hearing this: "If Great Han were full of people like , then a Great Han already promising would have a future beyond asure."
"As for you ants and petty scoundrels, encroaching on Great Han's territory, and now you dare to yap and bark wildly before ."
With a flick of his finger, a slash attack shot out.
The Way of the Jinche sliced forward.
But it wasn't aid at killing Lu Wang.
Instead, it targeted the five God Ascension Qi Refiners from the two sects still resisting desperately below, chopping off hands and feet.
One move severely wounded all five.
Combined with the elent of surprise.
Plus the Way of the Jinche's characteristic of cutting through anything, the five were instantly hit, hands and feet severed.
The surrounding investigators saw this.
Was there such a good thing?
Then, weapons of all kinds—blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, dagger-axes, hooks, tridents—fists, feet, palms, fingers, techniques, clever moves, all unleashed at once!!!
Take advantage of your weakness to take your life.
They directly beat them, hacked them, chopped them into minceat.
Ensuring they were dead beyond dead.
Those who got the kill were grinning from ear to ear; those who missed out were cursing internally.
With the death of the five God Ascension cultivators from the two sects, what could the remaining bunch of small fries use to resist the elites from the Hanjing Director-General?
Within Great Han, tasks were few, investigators many.
Often, tasks had to be fought over.
After all, Great Han had developed to this point; most incidents within the country had been cleaned up pretty thoroughly.
After all, Great Han's strength was evident; if there were many dostic tasks, how could Great Han talk about being strong?
Did they really think it was like so movies or novels?
Factions bragged about being top-notch, so aweso and powerful, yet within their territory, incidents were everywhere.
Within Great Han's borders, perhaps the mont demons, ghosts, monsters, criminals, or demonic cultivators were about to commit a cri, groups of 749 Bureau agents would pop up all around.
Catching them red-handed, beating them to death on the spot.
Such an environnt had fostered this.
These investigators were like wolves starved to the extre.
When had they ever done such a long-term mission with such high returns and such a long payoff line?
They had to go all out!!
Nothing more to say.
This was an opportunity!!
And what's more, it was an opportunity with a big shot leading the team, where they just had to follow along, obey orders, and they could soar.
"Lu Ding!!! You, the Corpse-Shattering Taishui, actually attack the weak, you beast, unworthy of being a strong one!!!"
Before striking the final blow to end him.
Lu Ding responded with his last words to him: "The weak? Am I not God Ascension too?"
That one sentence directly rendered Lu Wang, this Spirit Refinent expert from Songyuan Valley, speechless.
Right.
Lu Ding seed to be at the God Ascension cultivation level too.
He had, without realizing it, because of Lu Ding's strength, subconsciously forgotten his realm.
Before Lu Wang could add anything more.
Lu Ding swung the horse lance, directly tearing apart the figure impaled upon it.
"Go reunite with your disciples below."
The figure split in two.
Lu Ding casually tossed the horse lance.
In mid-air, it pierced through Lu Wang's brow, nailing his severed upper body to a large banyan tree in the greenery by the roadside in the distance.
"Trash."
Lu Ding lowered his gaze and said this, then turned to look at the cleared-out guesthouse.
Fu Xinghe found the owner.
Presented a slip.
"All your losses here, post-war reconstruction, including losses from being unable to operate during reconstruction, will be covered by us. Take this slip, you can go collect it from White Ridge 749 later."
The guesthouse owner was a bit dazed.
He had heard before that White Ridge was managed very well by Grand Duke Lu.
But he didn't know it was this good!!!!
If it were investigators from the Lady's Temple 749, you wouldn't even dream of such good treatnt.
In fact, not only would they not compensate.
They'd probably charge him with harboring criminals; a fine would be considered light.
Yet the White Ridge investigators ca to handle the case, not only compensating for damaged items, but also helping him rebuild, and compensating him for lost business.
The owner was montarily hesitant to accept.
"No... no need, sir."
Fu Xinghe pushed back the slip he was trying to return.
"Grand Duke Lu has always operated this way; surely we can't make an exception for you?"
The owner glanced at the figure in the sky, sowhat embarrassed.
"No, no, that's not what I ant, how would I dare to ask the Grand Guardian to make an exception, I'm not that important."
Fu Xinghe said: "Exactly, everyone else is accepting, if you don't, you'd be quite the outlier. If those who accepted found out you didn't, wouldn't they target you?"
A mix of coaxing and scaring.
The guesthouse owner finally accepted the slip.
He even offered: "Sirs, you haven't eaten, right? I'll order so food and drinks, we can make do?"
Fu Xinghe refused him: "No need, boss. You must rember to keep this confidential."
The owner's expression instantly turned serious: "Even if my father ca back to life, I wouldn't tell him a single detail!!!"
Hearing this answer.
Lu Ding in the sky didn't hesitate for a second, directly dispelling Iron Hooves' Mournful Song·Border Breaker.
He opened the dossier.
Looking at the next force's base location listed.
[Wuliang Temple, one hundred thirty-two people, five God Ascension, one Spirit Refinent, based at Lady's Temple, Scripture-Knocking Pagoda, publicly claims to spread Buddhist teachings, actually secretly waits for the right opportunity.]
Thinking that the Wuliang Temple was secretly supported by Lu State, and that Lu State was a place that advocated for human-demon, human-ghost relationships.
Lu Ding felt a flicker of anticipation in his heart.
"Wonder if there will be any hybrid varieties."
Killing people didn't yield rewards, but half-demon half-human, or half-ghost half-human... that was unknown.
Lu Ding had never killed one before.
If there were any, this ti he could give it a try.
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