Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 224 – Zero Yuan Purchase

The morning sunlight filtered through the pale gold gauze curtains, spilling onto the soft, large bed.

Lin Fan opened his eyes, stretched lazily, and sat up in bed, rubbing his throbbing temples.

After putting on Long Wu’s Skin, a massive torrent of memories had been crammed into his mind.

He had only skimmed through them roughly before bed last night. Now, as he carefully sifted through Long Wu’s sixteen years of memories, Lin Fan’s expression gradually became more and more colorful.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Lin Fan leaned against the headboard, the corner of his mouth twitching.

He had originally thought that a collateral Dragon Clan member like Long Ningshuang, who ran off to the battlefield to refuse being a concubine, was already an oddity. He never expected this pureblood little princess to be even more of a weirdo.

In Lin Fan’s view, Long Wu’s feelings for Long Jingyun were nothing short of a pathological possessiveness.

She didn’t understand what it meant to like someone at all. She just felt that Long Jingyun was a pureblood, handsome, powerful, and the son-in-law candidate her father favored, so Long Jingyun had to be hers.

If anyone dared to look at him for too long, she would gouge their eyes out.

And…

Reading certain indescribable scenes deep within the memories, Lin Fan couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

This little brat had only just come of age, but she really knew how to play around.

In her memories, Long Wu would often bring pretty, non-human female maids into her room, ostensibly for “personal service,” but in reality, anyone who knew, knew.

Those maids would tremble in fear, yet they dared not resist, only allowing the little princess to do as she pleased.

“Seriously, is there some kind of perversion baked into the Dragon Clan’s genes?”

Lin Fan complained wildly in his heart.

Of the Dragon Clan members he had met so far, few were normal.

In comparison, someone like Long Ningshuang, who chose to go to the battlefield for her freedom, was practically a breath of fresh air in the Dragon Clan, as pure as a little white flower.

However, complaints aside, these memories were of immense practical value to the current Lin Fan.

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Because he was very short on money right now.

To be precise, he was short on “people.”

The system’s “Myriad Souls Banner” attribute had been fully exposed. To fuse the two Skins of Long Xueqi and Long Wu, he needed a massive amount of Excellent-grade or higher Skins to stack the success rate.

Excellent-grade meant at least a level-two or higher Evolved being, or someone with a special Bloodline of great potential.

In Azurewood City, as long as you had Crystals, you could buy them freely at the Slave Market.

But Azurewood City was too small. The three hundred slaves from last time had already emptied more than half of the Slave Market’s inventory, and that had only yielded just over forty Excellent-grade Skins.

In Border Dragon City, however, the situation was completely different.

Lin Fan stepped barefoot onto the carpet, walked naked to the window, and looked down at the magnificent, colossal city.

This was the Dragon Clan’s territory.

To the arrogant Pureblood Dragon Clan, the very word “slave” was a low-class amusement.

They didn’t need to buy or sell slaves, because with a mere crook of their finger, countless lower races eager to curry favor with the Dragon Clan would crawl over on their knees, begging to be their dogs.

Therefore, Border Dragon City had no official Slave Market.

“This is a bit tricky…”

Lin Fan narrowed his golden vertical pupils, his fingers tapping lightly on the windowsill.

Without a market, where was he supposed to get his stock?

He couldn’t just go around grabbing people off the street, could he?

Although he was now the city lord’s daughter, if he went too far, his cheap old dad, Long Teng, would lose face.

Suddenly, Lin Fan’s movements paused.

In a corner of Long Wu’s memory, he found an interesting piece of information.

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Although there was no Slave Market on the surface, a massive black market existed in the underbelly of Border Dragon City.

It was filled with all sorts of illicit transactions.

Smuggled contraband, wanted fugitives, and… high-grade “goods” abducted from other cities, specifically for the enjoyment of certain nobles with special tastes.

The reason Long Wu knew about this place was that she had once secretly sent someone to the black market to procure some bizarre “toys” to better “play” with her beautiful maids.

A slow arc formed on Lin Fan’s lips.

Since it was an illegal black market…

Then, as the law-abiding, vice-hating little princess of Border Dragon City, wouldn’t it be perfectly reasonable for her to lead a team to “crack down on vice and illegal activities” and confiscate contraband?

As for the “goods” that were confiscated…

Of course, they would all be seized and brought back to the City Lord’s Mansion for “strict supervision.”

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The morning sun streamed through the window lattice into the room. Long Yan sat cross-legged on the bed, a faint golden halo lingering around him.

It was a sign of Spirit Energy circulating within his body.

Ever since transplanting Ning Shuang’s Dragon Bone, coupled with the complete awakening of the ancient divine dragon Bloodline within him, his efficiency in absorbing Spirit Energy was more than ten times faster than before.

With every breath, he could feel his power slowly growing.

He dared not waste a single second.

The door was pushed open. Long Yan opened his eyes, his golden vertical pupils looking toward the entrance.

Lin Fan walked in, wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

A white knit sweater, black hot pants, black pantyhose, and small, coffee-colored leather shoes.

Her straight legs, wrapped in black silk, gleamed faintly in the morning light.

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Long Yan’s gaze lingered on her for a second before shifting away.

He had to admit, among all the women he had ever seen, Long Wu’s face was one of the absolute best.

Noble, gorgeous, and with a hint of youthful beauty due to her young age.

But in his heart, there was only Ning Shuang.

“Morning, Brother Long Yan.”

Lin Fan walked to the bedside with a smile, propping his hands on the edge of the bed and leaning forward slightly, his long golden hair cascading down.

“How’s your cultivation going?”

Long Yan retracted his aura and stood up from the bed, his tone calm.

“It’s alright.”

“Just alright?” Lin Fan raised an eyebrow. “You’re level seven now. With a little more effort, you might even be able to catch up to my dad.”

Long Yan didn’t respond.

He knew that the “Long Wu” before him was definitely not as simple as she appeared on the surface.

“Oh, right.” Lin Fan’s topic suddenly shifted. “I’m planning to go ‘zero-dollar shopping’ today. Want to come along?”

Long Yan paused for a moment.

“Zero-dollar shopping?”

“Yeah.” Lin Fan nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Border Dragon City has an underground black market. It’s full of illegal transactions—slave trading, smuggled contraband, you name it.”

“As the little princess of Border Dragon City, it’s my duty to rid the city of this scourge, to crack down on vice and illegal activities.”

He spoke with righteous indignation, but his golden eyes glinted with a cunning light.

Long Yan was silent for a moment.

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“You want to go arrest people?”

“Arrest people?” Lin Fan laughed. “Not exactly.”

He walked to the window, looking out at the bustling Border Dragon City, his tone light and airy.

“I just want to go see what the quality of the ‘goods’ in that black market is like.”

“If the quality is good, I’ll just confiscate it all and bring it back to the City Lord’s Mansion.”

Long Yan’s brows furrowed.

He understood the meaning behind Lin Fan’s words.

This wasn’t cracking down on vice; it was blatant robbery.

“Aren’t you afraid your father will find out?”

“What’s there to be afraid of?” Lin Fan turned around, smiling brilliantly. “My dad would be thrilled for me to do more proper business.”

“Besides, the black market is illegal in the first place. Me taking it down is called serving the public. Get it?”

Looking at his self-righteous expression, Long Yan was suddenly at a loss for words.

But he did not refuse.

Because he knew he had only survived thanks to the girl before him.

And more importantly, this girl named Long Wu was Ning Shuang’s sister.

“Alright.” Long Yan nodded. “I’ll go with you.”

“That’s more like it.”

Lin Fan patted his shoulder in satisfaction.

“Let’s go. We’ll have breakfast first, then we’ll head out.”