Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 200 – Border Dragon City

A light-based ability user?

Beneath Lin Fan’s lowered eyelids, a glint flashed in her eyes.

Able to turn into light, ridiculously fast, and can shoot beams of light…

The description instantly made her think of someone.

The captain of the first battalion of the Demon City Defense Force, Lu Yuan.

The Federation’s only level-six Evolved being, who had led a battalion into a Rift several months ago and hadn’t been heard from since.

So, he had successfully made it to the Dragon Spirit Continent.

Moreover, from Long Jingyun’s tone, it seemed he had even fought the old city lord of Border Dragon City, a peak level-seven powerhouse.

Not only did he survive an attack from a peak level-seven, but he also managed to escape?

Lin Fan’s estimation of Lu Yuan, a man she had only heard of but never met, rose a few more notches.

It seemed the Chosen Ones from Blue Star weren’t all useless.

“The abilities of the people from the world across the Rift are indeed a bit strange.” Long Jingyun toyed with the Crystal in his hand, his tone laced with a hint of nonchalance. “But for a mere level-six spy to escape from that old geezer Long Teng, it’s truly a disgrace for him.”

“So, the council of elders sent me to take a look.” He glanced at Lin Fan, as if showing off his own importance. “On one hand, it’s to see if that spy left any clues. My ‘Soul Devourer’ ability is perfect for dealing with slippery fellows like him.”

“On the other hand…” A mocking curve formed on Long Jingyun’s lips. “It’s also that old geezer Long Teng trying to set me up with his daughter, Long Wu.”

Long Wu?

Lin Fan’s heart skipped a beat.

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A female from the Pureblood Dragon Clan?

“That daughter of his just turned sixteen this year. She’s considered a genius, having reached early level-six at such a young age.” Long Jingyun’s tone was filled with disdain. “The union of two pureblood geniuses might produce some monster with an even purer Bloodline. That’s all those old fools in the council of elders think about all day.”

He stretched, his body sprawling across the soft animal hide, and his frivolous gaze landed on Lin Fan.

“But I, the young master, have no interest in that kind of arrogant pureblood princess. They all walk around with their noses in the air. How could they be as fun to play with as you?”

As he spoke, he seemed to feel a bit hot and tugged at his collar, revealing a firm chest.

“I can play with you as I please when I’m happy, and when I’m not… I can torture you as I please.”

At his words, an unusual warmth uncontrollably surged through Lin Fan’s body.

The Tyranny talent was acting up again.

But in that instant, her mind became clearer than ever before.

A crazy plan rapidly took shape in her mind.

Long Wu!

A Pureblood Dragon Clan member, sixteen years old, early level-six.

The daughter of the Border Dragon City Lord, the peak level-seven powerhouse, Long Teng.

If… if she could get close to her, turn her into her Skin, and then take her place…

Wouldn’t she gain a peak level-seven powerhouse as a convenient father out of thin air?

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A backer who owned an entire city!

This was practically a shortcut to the heavens!

She could even use her identity as a Pureblood Dragon Clan member to get close to more, and even more powerful, pureblood dragon women…

Lin Fan could barely suppress the excitement in her heart.

She took a deep breath, pushed all her emotions back down, and reverted to the dull, submissive maid.

…

For the next three days, the carriage continued its unhurried journey along the main road.

Long Jingyun was clearly in no rush, adopting the mindset of a leisurely tourist.

But for Lin Fan, these three days were a form of torment.

Every day, Long Jingyun would take her feet in his hands and play with them meticulously.

His gaze was so obsessed, his movements so gentle, as if he were handling a peerless work of art.

But Lin Fan had seen from Long Xueqi’s memory fragments how this man, when in a bad mood, would use the cruelest methods to frantically beat and torture Long Xueqi.

This extreme contrast sent shivers of disgust down Lin Fan’s spine.

She even wondered, if she were to take out the black silk, white silk, and fishnet stockings from her System Space… would this pervert go insane with pleasure on the spot?

The thought flashed through her mind for only a moment before she extinguished it.

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She had to get away from this man as soon as possible.

If she stayed by his side for too long, she was afraid she would be driven to become a pervert herself.

Finally, at dusk on the third day, a majestic, colossal city appeared at the edge of the horizon.

It was a city of pure black, as if carved directly out of a massive mountain range.

The city walls soared into the clouds, engraved with countless ferocious dragon reliefs, exuding an ancient, heavy, and martial aura that washed over them.

Even from a great distance, Lin Fan could feel the heart-pounding pressure emanating from the city.

“We’re here.”

Long Jingyun lazily sat up and straightened his robes.

He glanced out the window, then turned his gaze back to Lin Fan and commanded, “Get ready. We’re getting out.”

Lin Fan nodded silently.

She knew her next hunting ground had arrived.

The carriage slowly drove through the city gates, and the scene within made Lin Fan’s pupils shrink.

The streets were wide, and the buildings on either side were of a rugged and imposing style, with dragon-shaped sculptures and totems everywhere.

The guards were almost exclusively from branch families of the Dragon Clan. Most were in human form, but they all retained some draconic features to varying degrees—Dragon horns, Dragon Scales, or a thick dragon tail behind them.

Every member of the Dragon Clan exuded a powerful aura.

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The weakest guards here were level-four.

The carriage finally stopped in front of the most magnificent mansion in the city center.

At the entrance of the mansion, a stern-faced, middle-aged man in black armor was already waiting quietly with a squad of personal guards.

The middle-aged man, just by standing there, gave off a sense of profound and unshakable presence. The aura he emitted was several times more terrifying than Hu Lie’s, whom Lin Fan had met before.

Peak level-seven!

The Lord of Border Dragon City, Long Teng!

The carriage door was opened from the outside by an attendant.

Long Jingyun stepped out first, a faint, arrogant smile on his face.

“Uncle Long Teng, long time no see. I trust you’ve been well.”

A smile was forced onto Long Teng’s face as he nodded slightly at Long Jingyun. “Nephew Jingyun, it has been a long journey. I have already prepared a banquet to welcome you.”

After Long Jingyun finished speaking, Long Teng’s gaze inadvertently swept toward the interior of the still-occupied carriage.

Long Jingyun noticed his gaze, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He turned and shouted back into the carriage, “What are you still standing there for? Get your ass out here!”

Lin Fan took a deep breath and bent down to exit the carriage.

When she appeared before everyone, dressed in her plain maid’s uniform with her head lowered, Long Teng’s gaze visibly froze for a moment.