First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Chapter 968: Yan Feifan's Skyrocketing Realm, Seventy-Two Secret Arts – He Hit the Jackpot!

Lu Ding: "It's already over. Once you've cleared your head a bit, just take the inheritance directly."

Yan Feifan: "Huh!?"

This gave him the feeling of following a boss through a game – he hadn't even done anything yet, and the boss had already cleared the entire map with one blast. Standing in the middle of all the loot, the boss turned to him and said, "Pick whatever you like."

Happiness came too suddenly.

Years later, whenever Yan Feifan looked back on his glorious days with Lu Ding, he would always tell others, "Everything I have today is not a single bit of natural growth – it's all Brother Lu's artificial cultivation."

After a long while.

Certain that nothing was wrong, Yan Feifan finally spoke. "I'm good now, Brother Lu."

Lu Ding glanced at him and tentatively let go.

Yan Feifan stood steadily in place.

Lu Ding nodded. "Go ahead. I'll be watching from the side. If anything happens, I can save you immediately.""Brother Lu, you have to keep your eyes on me, okay?"

As he stepped forward toward the shrine ahead, Yan Feifan turned back to say.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Lu Ding – it was just a physiological fear of death. Nothing shameful about that.

But after saying that, he walked forward with determination, striding up to the shrine in big steps.

The inheritance was right before him, gleaming brightly.

Instead of grabbing it immediately, Yan Feifan knelt on the prayer mat.

"Receiving the deity's inheritance, mortal Yan Feifan is endlessly grateful. Your great kindness will never be forgotten. I beg the deity to be merciful – please don't pull any conspiracy tricks that waste Brother Lu's time. Yan Feifan kowtows three times and prostrates nine times in gratitude."

After speaking.

Yan Feifan solemnly performed the ritual, kowtowing three times and prostrating nine times.

As the saying goes, you can never be too polite.

Just as Yan Feifan's final prostration landed.

From the shrine platform, incense smoke rose up and turned into a mist that blew forward. Within it, tiny specks of light scattered, blowing right into Yan Feifan's face.

A voice sounded in his ear.

"To those who offer heavy courtesy, heavy courtesy is returned in kind."

In a daze, Yan Feifan finally understood. The glowing orb radiating strange light on the shrine was indeed the inheritance, but it wasn't the complete inheritance.

The complete inheritance was this incense ash blowing into his face.

Instantly, memories flooded into Yan Feifan's mind, appearing out of nowhere, carrying all kinds of secret techniques and spells.

Including the path of the incense-fire deity, and all manner of other things.

The sheer volume of information left Yan Feifan frozen in place.

The residual power within the incense ash caused Yan Feifan's cultivation to explode upward at that moment.

Heavenly Perception, Second Level... Fifth Level... Ninth Level...

BOOM!!

Five Decays of Heaven-Man, First Restriction – Early Stage, Mid Stage, Late Stage...

Five Decays of Heaven-Man, Second Restriction...

It didn't stop until Five Decays of Heaven-Man, Third Restriction, Mid Stage, where Yan Feifan's skyrocketing cultivation finally slowed to a halt.

Only after comprehending the inheritance did Yan Feifan realize.

This incense ash was no ordinary incense ash.

It was made from a variety of rare natural treasures ground into incense and burned. The incense-fire power had been used to offer sacrifice to the deity, burning away impurities and leaving only the essence.

His current realm wasn't even the limit of what the incense ash could provide.

It was merely the limit of what his body could endure from such rapid advancement.

If it went any higher, his body might develop hidden injuries.

Once his physical strength improved, the remaining essence and medicinal energy of the incense ash would help him break through again.

Moreover, the inheritance also contained secret techniques specifically for strengthening and tempering the body.

Learning all this, Yan Feifan, after a long time, gradually cleared his mind and once again heavily kowtowed toward the shrine.

"Thank you."

He stood up, his face brimming with excitement as he looked at Lu Ding.

"Brother Lu, I am now a distinguished Third Restriction master, HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lu Ding smiled. "Good, good, good – a distinguished Third Restriction master. This humble little God Ascension, Ninth Restriction greets you."

Yan Feifan's smiling face froze instantly.

"Brother Lu, couldn't you have waited a little longer before crushing me like that?"

Lu Ding: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

Seeing him laughing so happily.

Yan Feifan continued, "I didn't expect that this time, not only did I get the herb garden and the inheritance, but my realm also jumped this much."

"I thought it would be like in the novels, where even after getting an inheritance, you still have to cultivate slowly. You know – 'build a solid foundation, don't reach too far.'"

Lu Ding folded his arms beside him. "The novels write it that way because they don't want the protagonist to level up too fast. So they come up with this 'build a solid foundation' nonsense, where getting an inheritance only gives you a little power boost and you still have to train slowly."

"Think about it. If you were a powerhouse leaving behind an inheritance, whoever gets it later would be like your disciple."

"What realm are you at already? Can't you leave something good for your own disciple?"

"Haven't you considered that maybe it won't be just your disciple coming to explore your inheritance? If you don't give your disciple a massive realm boost and power spike, and they become a target for everyone, how are they supposed to fight their way out?"

"Besides, you're already at such a high realm. Why are you worried about whether the person receiving the boost will have a bad foundation?"

"Then what's the point of being at such a high realm?"

Yan Feifan thought about it. That actually made a lot of sense.

Reality wasn't a novel.

There was no need to cap the protagonist's realm just to stretch the story out for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of words with endless filler.

Reality only needed to be as awesome as possible.

Yan Feifan said, "I guess I was stuck in some rigid thinking. But Brother Lu knows a lot – I've learned something again today. As tuition, I'll farm for Brother Lu from now on. I've mastered tons of secret arts and techniques. Want me to show you a few?"

Lu Ding looked at him, practically bouncing with eagerness to show off.

He went along with it. "Sure, go ahead and show me."

Yan Feifan began forming hand seals. "This is 'Summoning Deities!'"

Spiritual Energy surged outward into his hand, forming a ball. He flicked it, and it landed on the ground, transforming into human figures. Each wore a yellow robe, tall and mighty, but with dull expressions. Yet every single one had strength comparable to Yan Feifan.

Lu Ding's gaze turned serious.

Summoning Deities?

Then he watched as Yan Feifan formed another hand seal.

With one gesture.

A fierce gale howled.

"This is 'Calling the Wind!'"

He switched hand seals again. "And this is 'Praying for Rain!'"

Wind came. Rain fell.

Yan Feifan laughed with pure joy. "They're all farming secret arts. I guarantee I'll make Brother Lu's herb garden lush and thriving."

Lu Ding: ........

"You're using things like this for farming?"

Yan Feifan looked confused. "Huh? Aren't they for farming?"

Lu Ding didn't even know what to say for a moment.

Summoning Deities, Calling the Wind, Praying for Rain – aren't these the Seventy-Two Earthly Sha Arts?!

You little bastard actually hit the jackpot!!

And you're using them for farming.

Lu Ding asked, "Besides these, are there more?"

"Yeah! Seventy-two in total, but a lot of them I still can't use yet."

Well, that confirmed it.

Lu Ding reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "Study them well. These things are incredibly useful. If you master all seventy-two secret techniques, you can practically be called an all-rounder."

Yan Feifan picked up the thread, buttering him up. "All-rounder? Then wouldn't I be a little Corpse-Shattering Taishui?"

Lu Ding: "Huh?"

Yan Feifan: "Because Brother Lu is already an all-rounder."

Lu Ding: "HAHAHAHAHA. You sure know how to talk. I like hearing that. Say more."