First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!-Chapter 831: Slaying the Confucian in a Sea of Flowers—The Fence-Sitters Fall with the Wind!

Feeling the hidden killing intent within the spreading darkness, it was difficult to resist.

The God Ascension Confucian Cultivator retreated backward.

Unbeknownst to him, this move just happened to fall right into the trap Lu Ding had laid out in advance.

Amidst the black petals fluttering down like a rain of flowers, Lu Ding suddenly clenched his fist, his words crisp and clear, his voice not loud, yet the coldness within it made the hearts of all spectators turn frigid.

"Die!"

In an instant.

The drifting petals instantly enveloped the Confucian Cultivator in the air.

Grind to death!!

As the petals rotated, they reflected light of various colors, beautiful to the extreme, but beneath the dazzling exterior was the fleeting passage of life in the blink of an eye.

There were no exaggerated special effects.

There was only, and could only be, a simple, direct, unadorned, and perfect interpretation of the passing of life.

The God Ascension Second Layer Confucian Cultivator of Listening Rain Pavilion, Qin Wenshan, died.

Lu Ding opened his clenched palm.

The gathered petals exploded into the sky, transforming back into a rain of flowers pouring down, drifting in the air, beautiful and dazzling, yet not appreciated by a single person present.

Because they had personally witnessed the ultimate danger hidden behind this beauty.

Those who follow different principles cannot work together; opposing stances inevitably lead to life and death.

No matter how exaggerated the tales of Lu Ding's deeds spread in Tianshun Prefecture, none were as shocking as him now, in front of this crowd, effortlessly sitting still and beheading a God Ascension powerhouse.

Hearing is just hearing.

But seeing is different.

In the nation of Great Jing, God Ascension is, for ordinary people, the heavens.

One must climb past the Fifth Restriction, gain the recognition of Inner Demons, to ascend to godhood.

The hardships and difficulties involved, only those who cultivate know; not everyone is like Lu Ding, whose advancement is as easy as drinking water.

But for the eight hundred accompanying investigators, this was nothing unusual.

They had not only witnessed how Lu Ding beheaded eleven God Ascension cultivators; as elites among the Great Han's 749 Bureau investigators, the fall of a God Ascension powerhouse was trivial, they had even seen Spirit Refinement, God Sealing powerhouses, or even Qi Refiners of higher realms meet their end, their cultivation dissipated.

This is how environment determines one's perspective.

"Qin... Master Qin is dead......."

"Master Qin actually died........"

"A God Ascension powerhouse actually had no power to resist before Lu Ding... then what about us........"

"How can Lu Ding be this strong, he's only a Fifth Restriction, why can he be this strong."

"Someone this powerful, would he really play petty tricks with us in matters like this?"

The speaker's gaze turned to look at the images scrolling on the banner.

When facing an undefeatable enemy, if there is a conciliatory option.

Many people will find excuses on their own to lean towards the conciliatory option.

Just like now.

"Lu... Lu Ding is an envoy of Great Han, he definitely wouldn't employ such full-of-holes tactics; if it wasn't real, it would be too easy to expose, so these images are very likely real."

"Re... real... then... confront Listening Rain Pavilion!!!"

"Right, confront Listening Rain Pavilion!!!"

"We charge at the front, they stab us in the back, why should we!!!"

"I always knew these Scholars have the worst intentions!!!"

Instantly, the atmosphere shifted.

The root cause was that what was real or fake wasn't important; what was important was that Lu Ding was too powerful.

At least here, it made them see no hope of victory.

And the premise of his power was that he had absolutely no mercy, killing as he spoke, with flexible moral boundaries.

Facing such an enemy, the result could only be one: whoever goes up first dies first.

If the fight continues to the end, whether Lu Ding would have the last laugh is unknown, but whoever goes up first, their fate definitely wouldn't be better than Qin Wenshan's.

Those stubborn fools in Tianshun Prefecture had no precedent to learn from; now that the people at Clear Bright Lake had this precedent, not running away already required great courage.

Even scattered stragglers were like this.

Others who gathered in groups based on their respective forces were even more unwilling to act as the vanguard, to charge and fight against Lu Ding's side's formation.

With no one blocking the road ahead, the prelude and opening of a determined death march turned into the current noisy discussions, openly debating the truth of the Listening Rain Pavilion's Yu Zhen incident, revealing the fence-sitting nature of these people.

Lu Ding's power, and Listening Rain Pavilion's deep reserves, gave them an excuse to not act for now, to wait and see some more.

If Listening Rain Pavilion could win, then they were deceived by Lu Ding, and they would rise together to attack him.

If Lu Ding could win, then they were deceived by Listening Rain Pavilion, and they would scatter when the tree falls.

As for the truly righteous individuals, while Lu Ding intentionally dispersed the residual force of his attack, not affecting the residential areas, they also decided to wait.

At least from what can be seen now.

Lu Ding doesn't seem to have shown the indiscriminate killing of innocents as rumored outside.

On the dragon carriage.

Fu Xinghe shook his head, a motion representing mockery: "Brother Lu, it's indeed just as you thought."

Lu Ding sat casually: "Human nature is like this."

Ahead.

Inside Listening Rain Pavilion.

The old man surnamed Lu sat in the chief seat.

Below, six seats were arranged in a row, but now two were already empty.

Four people remained, their expressions heavy.

Someone spoke up to question: "Master Lu, I want to ask, is what Yu Zhen said in Lu Ding's broadcast true or not!?"

The speaker was Han Yu, one of the six God Ascension powerhouses of Listening Rain Pavilion besides the old man Lu, and one of the six God Ascension cultivators and Lu Feng who supported Listening Rain Pavilion's current dominance in the Great Jing realm.

Facing Han Yu's question.

The old man in the chief seat cast his gaze over: "What if it's true, what if it's false?"

Han Yu stood up agitated: "How can we, as Scholars, do such things!"

Lu Feng also stood up: "What things? What such things?"

"Everything Yu Zhen did, everything I did, was all for Clear Bright Lake, for Listening Rain Pavilion!!!"

The old man's voice gradually grew louder.

People are not absolute, matters have no right or wrong, stances differ, thinking differs.

"Listening Rain Pavilion needs reputation; Listening Rain Pavilion has gotten to where it is today entirely because of its reputation. Lu Ding travels south, killing along the way, his methods ruthless and cruel. Our Listening Rain Pavilion stands in his path, how can we not stop him? Wouldn't that make us a laughingstock for the world!!"

"Listening Rain Pavilion rose because of reputation, and is also trapped by reputation. If I don't stop him, how will Listening Rain Pavilion establish itself in the Great Jing realm in the future!?"

"Now Lu Ding shows formidable strength, in Tianshun Prefecture killing eleven God Ascension cultivators single-handedly, turning Shuntian Manor into a world of magma, utterly destroyed. If our Listening Rain Pavilion goes to war with him, who can guarantee that Clear Bright Lake won't become the next Shuntian Manor!!!!"

Han Yu did not back down, directly confronting with words: "But we also cannot do such hypocritical things!!"

Lu Feng laughed, a desolate laugh: "Hypocritical?"

"If not for my hypocrisy, would Clear Bright Lake have given rise to Listening Rain Pavilion? If not for my hypocrisy, would there still be a place of unity for Scholars in the Great Jing realm!!?"