Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 304 – Morning in the North Sea, Evening in Cangwu

Atop Kunlun Peak, clouds churned like a boiling sea.

BOOM—!

Without any warning, a massive white shockwave erupted across the heavens.

That was no thunderclap from colliding clouds—it was the terrifying sonic boom created when an object shattered the sound barrier in an instant, compressing the air around it.

A streak of black-gold light tore savagely through the azure sky, carving a vacuum channel dozens of kilometers long through the stratosphere.

Fast.

So fast that the retina couldn’t possibly track it.

So fast that sound was left far behind—the deafening roar only reaching the ground long after the light had vanished beyond the horizon.

At an altitude of a thousand meters, gale-force winds howled.

The high-altitude currents, powerful enough to shred steel, now slid harmlessly to either side along the faint golden barrier of Mental Strength, as docile as flowing water.

Her chest felt heavy from inertia, so Lin Fan could only cross her arms, hovering gracefully within the protective shield.

She wasn’t even using her full strength.

“This feeling…”

Lin Fan narrowed her golden vertical pupils slightly, watching the mountains and rivers recede at breakneck speed below.

A playful curve tugged at the corner of her lips. “Still too slow!”

The moment the words left her mouth—

The Fragmented Progenitor of Life Bloodline within her body trembled faintly.

That was the explosive power inherited from the ancient tyrannosaur.

BANG!

The black-gold streak in the sky accelerated once more!

This time, even the air itself seemed to ignite. The outer layer of her Mental Strength barrier scraped violently against the atmosphere, the resulting heat warping the surrounding air. From a distance, she looked like a meteor streaking across the daylight sky!

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Ten minutes ago, she had been in the snow-capped Kunlun region of western China.

Ten minutes later, the turbid, salt-tinged ocean had already appeared at the edge of her vision.

The East China Sea.

The region where Sakura Island now stood.

“Fast indeed.”

Lin Fan marveled inwardly.

This feeling of going wherever she pleased—roaming from the northern seas in the morning to the southern wilderness by dusk—was truly intoxicating.

No wonder those powerhouses in cultivation novels always treated mortals like ants.

When you can cross half of Blue Star in an hour, when you can effortlessly annihilate an entire city, it becomes difficult to look at the creatures crawling on the ground as equals.

That was the inevitable arrogance that came with ascending to a higher plane of existence.

“Hm?”

Lin Fan’s gaze pierced through the clouds, locking onto the iconic conical volcano.

In the ruined city at the volcano’s base, countless black specks were on the move.

Those were her “property.”

“That Long Yan fellow… he’s quite diligent.”

Lin Fan chuckled softly, then her body came to an abrupt halt.

It was a sudden deceleration that defied all laws of physics.

The inertia, enough to fling a normal person’s internal organs right out of their body, was absorbed effortlessly by her monstrously powerful physique.

The next second.

She dispersed the searing heat radiating from her body, and descended vertically like a black feather.

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Sakura Island Ruins, Temporary Forward Camp.

Sea breeze mixed with the taste of radiation dust, whipping the dragon-crested war banner on its flagpole with a sharp whap-whap .

Long Yan had already paced back and forth in front of the command tent no fewer than two hundred times. His scale-covered hands would occasionally reach for the saber at his waist, only to release it in frustration, squeezing the hilt until it creaked.

“I say, Long Yan, can you stop pacing?”

Long Yuanshan sat on a fairly flat rock, wiping his heavy sword with a torn cloth. Though his words were meant to soothe, his brows were tightly furrowed. “You’ve got me dizzy from all that pacing.”

“What the hell do you know?” Long Yan abruptly stopped in his tracks, his golden pupils filled with anxiety. “It’s been half a month! A full half month! The young lady said she was just going to look around nearby, and there’s been no word at all. This is another world—what if there’s some ancient monster sleeping out there? If even a single hair on the young lady’s head is harmed, the City Lord will skin us both alive!”

Long Yuanshan let out a sigh and sheathed his heavy sword. “Princess Long Wu may be headstrong, but her strength speaks for itself. At the sixth rank, even if she can’t win a fight, she can still run. Besides, the princess surely carries a life-saving trump card given by the City Lord…”

Even as he said this, Long Yuanshan wasn’t confident in his own words.

Who was Long Wu? She was the jewel of Border Dragon City, the most beloved little princess of Long Teng.

If anything happened to her in this godforsaken place, every single member of their vanguard battalion would be buried alongside her.

Just as the two were sighing at the gray horizon—

“Tap, tap, tap.”

A series of crisp, rhythmic sounds abruptly pierced through the howling sea wind, cutting clearly into both their ears.

The sound of high heels striking hardened ground.

Neither hurried nor slow—calm, graceful, unhurried.

Long Yan and Long Yuanshan both jolted, whipping their heads around.

There, at the entrance of the camp, the swirling dust seemed to part as if pushed aside by an invisible hand.

A slender figure was walking toward them against the light, step by step.

A black gothic dress swayed gently with the sea breeze, and beneath the hem, long legs wrapped in black stockings were faintly visible.

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The pair of pure golden dragon horns atop her head gleamed with a brilliance that made it hard to look directly at them under the dim sky.

She walked slowly, each step landing as if timed to the beating of their hearts.

“Y-Young Lady?!”

Long Yan rubbed his eyes. After confirming he wasn’t hallucinating, the burly man who stood over six feet tall nearly burst into tears on the spot. He scrambled forward to meet her.

“Your Highness! You’ve finally returned!”

Long Yuanshan quickly dropped his heavy sword and hurried forward, dropping to one knee in a standard military salute. “Your subordinate greets Your Highness!”

Lin Fan stopped, her golden vertical pupils sweeping over the two with casual indifference.

Though she wore the “Phantom” necklace around her neck, sealing that terrifying mid-seventh-rank pressure tightly within her body and leaking only the aura of roughly mid-sixth-rank, her life essence had already undergone a qualitative transformation after completing the bloodline evolution of the “Ancestor of Life.”

That nobility and aloofness rooted deep in her genes—even without deliberately releasing her pressure—sent a tremor of dread from the depths of their souls through the two Pureblood Dragon Clan members before her.

It was like… standing before a deity who had stepped out of an ancient mural.

Long Yan knelt on the ground, cold sweat pouring down instantly.

What was going on?

It had only been half a month, yet the young lady felt… more “terrifying”? Not terrifying in a menacing way, but a kind of sacredness that made one want to kneel and worship at the mere sight of her.

“What?” Lin Fan raised an eyebrow slightly, her voice languid. “Judging by your expressions, were you hoping I wouldn’t come back?”

“I wouldn’t dare!” Long Yan lowered his head even further, his voice trembling. “I was merely… merely worried about Your Highness’s safety.”

“Worried?” Lin Fan let out a light chuckle, raising a hand clad in a black lace glove to gently smooth her golden hair tousled by the wind. “What’s there to worry about? This place has no shortage of ‘wild game,’ so I took a whim and went over to that continent for a little buffet.”

Buffet?

Long Yan and Long Yuanshan froze for a moment, then sensed the aura emanating from Lin Fan.

Mid sixth-rank!

Both pupils contracted sharply.

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She had been at early sixth-rank when she left, yet in just half a month, she had directly broken through to the mid stage?

One had to know that at the sixth-rank level, every minor advancement required enormous resources and extended periods of time.

Unless…

The two exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other’s eyes.

It seemed that over these past two weeks, quite a few unfortunate high-ranking Blue Star powerhouses on that continent had ended up in this young miss’s stomach.

“Congratulations, Your Highness, on your great increase in power!” Long Yuanshan reacted the fastest, immediately shouting out.

Lin Fan waved a hand, signaling the two to rise, then cast her gaze past them toward the camp behind.

The originally crude temporary camp had now been expanded considerably.

Rows of simple structures built from shipping containers and discarded construction materials stood in neat lines, surrounded by barbed wire fencing.

And in the open space at the center of the camp, several hundred ragged humans were hauling supplies and clearing debris.

The number was several times greater than when she had left.

“Are these all the ones you captured during the past half month?” Lin Fan asked.

“Yes!” Long Yuanshan reported. “Following Your Highness’s previous instructions, we did not carry out large-scale slaughter of these natives. Aside from a few stubborn troublemakers who were dealt with, all the survivors we encountered were brought back. There are now roughly five hundred or so people in the camp—they’re all here.”

Lin Fan nodded and walked into the camp on her high heels.

Wherever she passed, the humans who had been working stopped what they were doing as if they had seen a ghost.

Though only half a month had passed, the rule of “obey if you want to live” had clearly been carved into the very bones of these people.

In the face of absolute power, dignity was a luxury; survival was the necessity.

A crisp yet slightly trembling voice came from the side.

“Lady Long Wu!”