Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 290 – Physiological Advantages of the Dragon Clan

The wind of the Kunlun Mountains scraped across the snow-covered ridges like a deboning knife.

This was a leeward slope at an altitude of six thousand meters, surrounded by glaciers that hadn’t melted in ten thousand years and exposed black rock.

A black figure was huddled behind a giant boulder, their posture looking somewhat strange.

Lin Fan cautiously undid the belt at her waist.

After a scan with her Mental Strength confirmed there wasn’t even a bird around, she finally pulled her leather pants down a little.

A few dozen seconds later.

Lin Fan let out a long puff of white breath. A look of relief finally appeared on her face, which was pale from altitude sickness and blood loss.

“It’s over…”

She pulled her leather pants back up, carefully fastened the button, and straightened the slightly messy hem of her leather jacket.

The constant feeling of lower abdominal bloating that had been accompanying her vanished, replaced by a sense of ease.

“It’s finally over.”

Lin Fan leaned against the rock, took out a bottle of mineral water from her System Space to rinse her mouth, and stared blankly into the distance.

These past five days had been absolute hell.

She even felt it was more exhausting than facing the tide of hundreds of thousands of zombies back in Mo City.

The pure, physiological torment had kept her spirit constantly on the verge of snapping and irritability.

“Is this the price of being a woman…”

Lin Fan looked down at her flat abdomen and couldn’t help but start calculating in her mind.

Whether it was the previous “Liu Ruyan” or “Lei Li,” although they both had periods, the frequency and flow were within the normal range for a human.

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But this time, after her physical fitness had skyrocketed to seven thousand points, the situation had completely spiraled out of control.

At this rate, if every period was going to be a “massive hemorrhage,” who could stand it?

What if one day she was in a world-shaking battle with the Dragon Clan’s ancestor and suddenly felt a cramp in her stomach…

The mental image was too horrifying. Lin Fan shuddered.

“No, that’s not right.”

Lin Fan suddenly remembered something, her brow furrowing slightly.

She sifted through the fragments of Long Wu’s memories in her mind.

As a member of the Pureblood Dragon Clan, Long Wu’s physical structure was fundamentally different from a human’s.

In those fragmented memories, it seemed Long Wu… only had that situation once a year?

And the month before that period was usually called the Dragon Clan’s “estrus period.”

Lin Fan’s eyes instantly lit up.

She then carefully recalled the feeling of wearing the “Long Ningshuang” Skin.

Long Ningshuang was from a branch family of the Dragon Clan with an impure Bloodline. It seemed her menstrual cycle was once every three months.

“So that’s how it is…”

Lin Fan rubbed her chin, murmuring thoughtfully to herself.

“The higher the Bloodline level, the longer the ovulation and menstrual cycles are, as the body tries to lock in energy.”

“This also explains why the Pureblood Dragon Clan from the other world is so powerful, yet so few in number. The more powerful the individual, the more difficult it is to reproduce.”

Extrapolating in reverse.

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The reason humans could reproduce like leeks, one crop after another, was because their bodies were too weak to lock in energy, forcing them to rely on numbers to sustain the species.

Lin Fan had also been wondering why she had been unconsciously wanting to take out those artisan creations to study them recently.

It turned out she had entered the so-called “estrus period.”

Even when wearing the Long Wu Skin, she was affected by the main body’s strong impulses.

Having figured this out, the great weight on Lin Fan’s mind instantly lifted.

“In that case, the plan has to change.”

She had originally planned to wait until she cleaned up the mess on Blue Star before finding a safe place to slowly merge with the Mythic-grade Skin, “Long Wu.”

After all, merging with a Mythic-grade Skin required too many other Skins and an absolutely quiet environment.

But now, it seemed this matter had to be moved up the agenda.

It even had to be treated as the top priority.

As long as she completely merged with Long Wu and upgraded her own Bloodline to an intermediate Dragon Clan bloodline, or even higher…

Wouldn’t that mean she’d only get her period once every few years?

“For the sake of my future quality of life, I must merge as soon as possible!”

Lin Fan clenched her fists, an unprecedented fighting spirit burning in her eyes.

This was far more motivating than saving the world or defeating the Dragon Clan’s ancestor.

After all, no one wanted to experience the weakness of a massive hemorrhage every few months.

With this realization, Lin Fan’s mood visibly improved.

She stood up, patted the snow off her backside, and flew into the air.

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Amidst the wind and snow of the Kunlun mountain range, Lin Fan’s brow was tightly furrowed.

She had just pushed her Mental Strength to its limit for a scan, only to discover that as soon as she entered the heart of the Kunlun range, the magnetic field became abnormally chaotic.

The feeling was just like back in the Swamp of Death; her Mental Strength was suppressed by an invisible force, at most only able to cover an area with a thirty-kilometer radius.

“Thirty kilometers…” Lin Fan muttered to herself, looking at the endless snow-capped mountains below. “Searching for a base that might be buried deep underground in a mountain range thousands of kilometers long… isn’t this like looking for a needle in a haystack?”

She slowly circled in the air.

There was a reason these rats had placed their nest here. The Kunlun Mountains themselves were a natural barrier, and with this magnetic interference, even a level-seven powerhouse like her would have to spend several months to conduct a blanket search.

“No other way. I can only use the most primitive method.”

Lin Fan took a deep breath and began to fly along the edge of the mountain range, scanning with her Mental Strength as she went.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

Still nothing.

Apart from occasionally scanning a few Mutated Beast lairs, the entire mountain range was like a dead land.

“Tsk.” Lin Fan stopped on a cliff, kicking at the snow by her feet in frustration.

Just then, a few sharp cries echoed from the sky.

Lin Fan looked up.

Several massive mutated vultures were circling above her head, their scarlet eyes locked onto her. Their wingspans were a good seven or eight meters wide.

These mutated birds were extremely sensitive to blood. Even though her period was over, they could still smell the faint, lingering scent of blood.

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However, influenced by the God-level charm emanating from Lin Fan, the vultures were greedy but dared not attack.

Lin Fan looked at the vultures circling in the air, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

“Humans who drink my Holy Water will develop faith in me…” she murmured to herself. “Then what about Mutated Beasts?”

At this thought, Lin Fan fished out a used sanitary pad she had changed out of earlier from her System Space.

If the effects of her Holy Water were so potent, wouldn’t her blood be even more powerful?

Lin Fan pinched a corner of the sanitary pad and waved it gently in the air.

Almost instantly.

The eyes of the few vultures that had been hesitating in the sky turned blood-red in a flash.

“Screee—!”

A piercing cry echoed through the valley.

Not just those few vultures, but even other mutated birds nesting on distant cliffs flapped their wings and surged madly towards Lin Fan.

A dozen.

Dozens.

Hundreds.

A dense, black mass blotted out the sky.

Lin Fan stood her ground, watching the flock of mutated birds rushing toward her, a cold smile playing on her lips.

“Come on, then.”