Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 291 – Turning Waste into Treasure

Shrill cries echoed intermittently through the wind and snow of the Kunlun Mountains.

Lin Fan stood at the edge of a cliff, her expression blank as she watched the dozens of mutated vultures circling ceaselessly overhead.

These beasts really have a keen sense of smell.

With a flick of her wrist, the clump of matter that had been the source of all her frustration for the past few days traced a strange parabola through the air.

The gesture didn’t look like she was throwing away trash, but rather like a lofty god casually tossing down a boon sufficient to incite a war.

“Screee—!!”

The sky instantly erupted.

The eyes of the few mutated vultures that were still testing the waters turned blood-red in an instant, their sanity completely gone.

Biological instinct overrode all fear. In their walnut-sized brains, only one thought remained—eat it!

Just one bite, and they would be completely reborn!

“Flap, flap, flap—!”

Black wings beat frantically, sharp talons striking blinding sparks in the air.

One vulture tried to take a shortcut, only to have its eye pecked out by a companion. It shrieked and plummeted from the sky.

A flurry of feathers mixed with specks of blood drifted down like black snow.

“Is it really worth all this?”

Lin Fan watched the bloody farce unfold before her with her hands behind her back, looking somewhat bored.

Though her words were disdainful, her Mental Strength had already spread out like a vast, invisible net, firmly locking onto every detail of the energy fluctuations in the air.

Finally.

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The largest vulture, the leader with a wingspan of nearly eight meters, relied on its absolute advantage in level. With a single flap of its wing, it sent two reckless competitors tumbling away with broken bones. It then opened its giant, hook-lined beak and swallowed the prize in one gulp.

“Boom!”

Almost at the very instant it was swallowed.

A scorching airflow exploded outward with the vulture leader at its center, melting a large patch of the surrounding snow.

Its grayish-brown feathers curled and fell away like ignited scraps of paper.

Immediately after, quills forged like black iron, dripping with foul-smelling black blood, painfully pierced through its skin and sprouted out.

A series of muffled cracks echoed from its skeleton, as if someone were violently breaking and resetting a row of steel bars inside its body.

Its aura, originally at the mid-third rank, shot up as if on a rocket, breaking through the invisible barrier without any hindrance.

Late-third rank…

Early-fourth rank!

The violent energy only began to subside after its aura stabilized at the early-fourth rank.

At the same time.

A thick, golden thread materialized out of thin air in the depths of Lin Fan’s sea of consciousness.

This thread was purer than any of the ones from the thirty thousand human believers back at the Chuanxi Base.

It was free of humanity’s complex desires, doubts, and calculations.

This beast’s faith could be summed up in one word: submission!

Absolute submission, originating from the deepest part of its soul.

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“A little interesting.”

Lin Fan’s thoughts tapped lightly in the void, and the thread of faith connected instantly.

“Come here.”

She issued the first command in her mind.

In mid-air, the vulture leader, having just completed its metamorphosis, had eyes that were no longer tyrannical and bloodthirsty. They were now incredibly clear, even revealing an almost human-like piety.

It retracted its terrifying aura, which was potent enough to tear through an armored vehicle. Its massive body performed an extremely clumsy “emergency brake” in the air before landing tremblingly on the rock in front of Lin Fan.

It didn’t even dare to stand.

Its two legs, as thick as steel pillars, bent sharply, and its entire body prostrated on the ground. It buried its huge, caruncle-covered head deep in the snow, its massive frame trembling with fear and awe.

Like a courtier worshiping his god.

“It seems beasts are indeed much easier to manage than people.”

Lin Fan strode forward, her straight legs, clad in tight black leather pants, stopping in front of the vulture leader.

She reached out and patted the ugly, large head casually.

“Although you’re a bit of an eyesore, seeing as you’re so sensible…”

Lin Fan curled her lip in distaste and dumped out her entire stockpile from the past few days from her System Space.

It covered the snowy ground before her.

The toe of her high-heeled leather boot kicked at the things on the ground.

“Distribute these. Let your little brothers have a taste too. A general without an army can’t work for me.”

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The vulture leader abruptly raised its head, its eyes erupting with incredulous ecstasy.

It let out a few short, majestic, low cries.

The other mutated vultures circling in the sky had long been driven mad with craving by the scent. Hearing their leader’s command, they immediately dove down like a squadron of fighter jets on a bombing run.

A gluttonous feast that would make any germaphobe die on the spot had just begun.

Weaker mutated vultures continuously died in the sky on their way to snatch a piece.

Lin Fan silently turned around, even putting up a Mental Barrier to block the gale that was a mixture of blood and foul odors.

The scene was truly an assault on the eyes.

Twenty minutes later.

When the last vulture had reluctantly swallowed its treasure, this rabble of what was once just a flock of wilderness scavengers had completed an unbelievable racial leap.

Third rank.

Every single one of them was a third-rank Mutated Beast.

And because the vulture leader had received the largest share, its aura had stabilized at the mid-fourth rank, even faintly showing signs of touching the late-fourth rank.

Dozens of new golden threads of faith flowed into Lin Fan’s sea of consciousness. The feeling of her Mental Strength being rapidly “recharged” made her body, which had been weakened by blood loss, feel much more comfortable.

“If those old geezers from the Federation knew that the perfect Evolution Serum they dream of is less effective than my trash, I wonder if they’d cough up blood from anger.”

Lin Fan looked at the aerial squadron prostrated before her, disciplined and awaiting orders, and felt no particular stir in her heart.

To these low-level Mutated Beasts, her Dragon Bloodline combined with her Nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline, filtered through her Spirit Energy purification talent, was true divine blood.

“Rise.”

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Lin Fan commanded with a thought.

“Swoosh!”

Dozens of mutated vultures stood up in perfect unison, spreading their wings and completely blocking out the last rays of the setting sun.

A grim, murderous aura permeated the cliffside.

They were no longer just beasts who only knew how to fight over carrion. They had become an extension of Lin Fan’s will, an absolutely loyal reconnaissance unit.

“You, come here.”

Lin Fan pointed at the leader.

The vulture leader immediately scurried over, obsequiously lowering its body and trying its best to keep its back steady, afraid of jostling the god on its back.

Lin Fan didn’t stand on ceremony. With a light tap of her toes, she landed gracefully on its broad back.

After its evolution, the feathers here were hard yet resilient. Sitting on them felt no worse than a genuine leather sofa.

“Not bad. More interesting than flying myself.”

Lin Fan sat down cross-legged, patted the vulture’s neck, and issued her command.

“Spread out.”

“Target, the hinterlands of the Kunlun Mountains.”

“I want you to scour every inch of this mountain range. Search for any man-made traces. Don’t miss a thing, not even a single electrical wire or a footprint.”

“Screee—!”