Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 267 – Manufacturing Energy Potions

Lin Fan stood by the steaming hot spring pool. The intricate Japanese screens and expensive incense around her silently spoke of the former owner’s extravagance.

She glanced at the inlet, which was still continuously pouring fresh water into the spring.

“The water is circulating. That won’t do; the concentration will be diluted.”

Buzz!

An invisible burst of Mental Strength erupted, severing the pipes of the inlet and outlet as easily as cutting through tofu.

The once-flowing water instantly became a stagnant pool, its surface as calm as a mirror.

Lin Fan looked down at her red and white miko outfit.

“It might ruin my image a bit, but to test the effect… oh well, no one’s watching anyway.”

Lin Fan comforted herself.

She gently lifted the hem of her miko dress and squatted by the edge of the hot spring.

She wasn’t wearing anything underneath, so there was no need to undress further.

Then, she began to mobilize the crystal bones unique to Blue Star humans that were gradually forming within her body.

The sparse, free-floating Spirit Energy in the air was drawn to her body as if pulled by a black hole.

As this chaotic energy entered her, it was filtered, purified, and compressed layer by layer.

About two minutes passed.

…

…

…

A fierce and astonishing tide of energy surged into the hot spring pool.

The entire process was swift, even possessing a strange sense of sanctity—if one were to ignore the logic of the original act.

“Hah…”

Lin Fan straightened her clothes and took two steps back with a hint of disgust.

Rеaԁ οո КαtRеaԁіոɡСаfе

However, in the next second, her expression changed.

The hot spring water, which originally had a slight sulfurous smell, was now shimmering with a faint fluorescent glow.

It wasn’t the pale yellow of Jiateng Hezi’s, nor did it have that pungent, strange odor.

The water in the entire pool had become more crystal clear, even emitting a crisp fragrance reminiscent of a forest after the rain.

“Is that… all it took?”

Lin Fan squatted down, dipped a finger into the pool, and brought it to her nose to smell.

It was indeed fragrant.

Moreover, it was a very high-class, exotic scent that invigorated the spirit upon smelling it.

“This is practically ambrosia.”

Lin Fan couldn’t help but quip, “It seems the perfection of my body now far exceeds the scope of a human.”

She could clearly sense the terrifying amount of energy contained within this pool of water.

Just a single sip of the Spirit Energy and power it contained would be enough to instantly awaken an ordinary person into an Evolved being.

More importantly, there was something else in the water.

An invisible, intangible, yet truly existing Mental Imprint.

It was a special effect that came with the Faith Feedback talent.

Lin Fan closed her eyes and sensed it carefully.

This pool of “Energy Potion” was like countless tiny mental beacons.

As long as someone drank it, the high-purity energy would rapidly transform their body. During this process, the mental beacon would be surreptitiously implanted deep within their subconscious.

It wouldn’t turn people into idiotic puppets who could only pray, unlike Jiateng Hezi’s inferior product.

It was more advanced, more subtle.

It would amplify the drinker’s innermost desire for power and bind that desire to Lin Fan’s image.

Reаⅾ оո КаtRеаⅾіnɡCαfе

The more they drank, the deeper the bond would become.

From gratitude, to worship, to fanatical faith.

But throughout this process, the drinkers would still retain their complete self-awareness, emotions, and intelligence.

In the end, they would believe from the bottom of their hearts that Lin Fan was the supreme god, and that dedicating everything to their god was a self-evident honor.

“Now this is nice.”

Lin Fan stood up, a satisfied smile gracing her lips as she looked at the pool of high-concentration energy liquid.

With a thought, her Mental Strength activated, and she directly stored the entire pool in her System Space.

This was practically a divine skill for mass-producing deathsworn soldiers.

In the future, if anyone was disobedient, she could just force-feed them a couple of mouthfuls of the energy liquid. If two weren’t enough, she’d give them two more.

If that still didn’t work, she could just spray the high-purity Energy Potion concentrate directly at them.

It was guaranteed that they would soon be treating Lin Fan like their own mother.

“However…”

Lin Fan turned, her Mental Strength penetrating the thick walls to look at the survivors who were still praying devoutly.

There were about three hundred people left here.

The vast majority were young women.

They were currently kneeling in the central courtyard, kowtowing to the empty divine altar with fanatical eyes, chanting the name of the divine envoy.

The smile in Lin Fan’s eyes gradually faded, replaced by an absolute rationality and coldness.

“These people’s minds have been broken by that woman, Jiateng Hezi.”

This kind of low-level and deeply ingrained faith was like a stubborn virus in a system. Even if she used the new energy liquid to overwrite it, it would take a long time to cleanse and reshape.

Moreover, their faith was directed at the “divine envoy,” the Jiateng Hezi who had already been turned into a Skin, not her, Lin Fan.

In this race-against-time apocalypse, she didn’t have the leisure to provide psychological counseling to a group of lunatics.

Rеaԁ оո ΚаtRеаⅾіnɡCаfe

“Since you can’t be believers, you might as well serve a final purpose and make a contribution.”

Lin Fan whispered softly.

Her voice was quiet, but it sounded exceptionally cold in the empty secret chamber.

Although they couldn’t provide the power of faith, as “materials,” the quality of these Evolved beings was quite good.

After all, they had been carefully selected by Jiateng Hezi and fed with low-quality Holy Water for a long time.

Lin Fan walked out of the secret chamber, her footsteps echoing in the silent corridor.

“System, get to work.”

There was no mercy, no hesitation.

As her Mental Strength erupted, an invisible force instantly enveloped the entire underground base.

The men and women outside who were still praying collapsed to the ground before they could even let out a scream.

Then…

The women’s bodies transformed into dazzling streams of light, slowly turning into Skins.

As for the men, Lin Fan directly scrambled their minds, ensuring they would never wake up again.

A few hours later.

The entire underground base fell deathly silent.

Only the faint scent of incense lingering in the air proved that people had once lived here.

Lin Fan stood in the center of the empty hall, looking at the neatly arranged Skins in her System Space.

A bountiful harvest.

It was even more exaggerated than the trade she had made with Hu Lie back in Azurewood City.

[Harvest Summary:]

[Excellent-grade Skins: 124]

Reаⅾ оո KatReαԁіnɡСafe

[Exceptional-grade Skins: 75]

[Perfect-grade Skins: 6]

Sakurajima was truly a good place.

Due to the high population density and the lack of unified management from large strongholds, Evolved beings grew like weeds here, and their quality was surprisingly high.

Furthermore, most of them had their evolution levels artificially raised by Holy Water, which naturally elevated the grade of their Skins as well.

Looking at the numbers, Lin Fan’s heart couldn’t help but beat a little faster.

Including the perfect-grade ones, these materials were barely enough to fuse both the top-tier Skins, Long Wu and Long Xueqi, into her main body at the same time!

Once the fusion was complete, possessing the intermediate divine dragon Bloodline, the Tyranny talent, the Nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline, and the power of faith, she would become unimaginably strong.

“Hah…”

Lin Fan took a deep breath, suppressing the impulse to go into seclusion and begin the fusion right then and there.

No, there wasn’t enough time.

Fusing Skins of this level would require at least a few days to adapt to the changes in her body.

And that oaf Lu Yuan had already returned to Modu ahead of her.

Considering the two days she had been delayed in Sakurajima, the situation in Modu might not be optimistic.

Moreover, since the Dragon Clan had already “cleared the field” here in Sakurajima, they were likely brewing attacks on other high-level Rifts.

Lu Yuan alone might not be able to hold the line.

“It’s time to go home.”

With a flash, Lin Fan’s figure transformed into a silver stream of light, shooting up into the sky. She shattered the dome of the shrine and sped westward.

As for the mess on the ground and the people who had vanished…

In this apocalypse, who cared?