Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 377 – So, I’ve Come

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High above, the Astral Wind howled.

Four figures streaked across the sky like meteors tearing through the heavens, racing toward Azurewood City.

Long Teng clutched the body named “Long Wu” tightly against his chest, his movements as gentle as if he were cradling a fragile piece of porcelain, afraid that even the slightest pressure would shatter his daughter once more.

Though there was no breath, no heartbeat, as long as this body remained, his riddled heart could find a shred of false solace.

The atmosphere was heavy.

Long Yi flew at the front, his golden hair whipping wildly in the wind, his wild, untamed eyes occasionally sweeping back toward the white-haired woman in white behind him.

Too bizarre.

A power with such overwhelming life force was unheard of.

Even in the most ancient records, there was no mention of anyone possessing such terrifying healing ability—capable of regenerating severed limbs within seconds.

What puzzled him even more was the woman’s race.

She bore no traits of any known species.

“Milord.”

Long Yi halted abruptly, hovering above the clouds.

He turned around. Though the oppressive aura of a mid-stage Level Eight expert was largely restrained, it still loomed like a towering mountain.

“Since we’re on the same boat now, shouldn’t you be more forthcoming?”

Long Yi’s gaze burned like a torch as he stared directly at Lin Fan. “Who exactly are you?”

Long Teng and Long Yan also stopped.

Though Long Teng was consumed by grief, as a seasoned veteran, he too was filled with doubts about Lin Fan’s origins.

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If such a figure truly existed on the Dragon Spirit Continent, how could she have remained unknown for so many years?

Lin Fan hovered in midair, her bare feet lightly pressing against the void, her skirt fluttering loudly in the wind.

She looked at the three men before her, each wearing a different expression.

A mad father who had just lost his “daughter,” a violent uncle who had just regained his sanity, and a lovesick fool.

With this lineup, if placed in a shonen manga, they’d be the perfect protagonist squad.

Too bad—she was the one writing the script.

“Does it matter who I am?”

Lin Fan brushed a strand of white hair behind her ear, her voice languid and carefree. “What matters is that our enemies are the same. If the Dragon Emperor Hall isn’t destroyed, you all die.”

“That’s beside the point.” Long Yi was blunt, his brows furrowed. “I don’t like putting my back to someone whose background I don’t know. Especially… someone as absurdly strong as you.”

“Absurdly strong?”

Lin Fan let out a soft laugh, a flicker of amusement in her eyes.

“What if I told you I came from the other side of the Rift?”

Boom!

Those words struck like a depth charge, detonating in the minds of all three.

“The… other side of the Rift?”

Long Yi was stunned.

For the past fifteen years, he had been wallowing in a swamp as a Demonic Dragon, completely oblivious to the changes in the outside world.

If he hadn’t visited Azurewood City earlier, he wouldn’t even know what the Rift was.

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“Father…” Long Yan noticed his father’s confusion and explained in a low voice, “Five years ago, the Dragon Emperor created many Spatial Rifts across the Dragon Spirit Continent, connecting to a world called ‘Blue Star.'”

“Blue Star?” Long Yi narrowed his eyes. “Strong?”

“No, weak.”

It was Long Teng who answered.

He looked at Long Wu in his arms, his voice hoarse: “The humans of that world are frail—no sharp claws, no scales, and at first they couldn’t even use Mental Strength. They survive by relying on something called ‘technology.'”

“So they’re just a bunch of hairless monkeys?” Long Yi scoffed. “Why would those old geezers at the Dragon Emperor Hall be interested in something like that?”

“Resources.”

Long Teng sighed: “Apparently there are plenty of rare minerals over there, and… population. For the past five years, the Dragon Emperor Hall has been organizing armies to attack the Rift and seize resources from the other side.”

At that, a flicker of complexity crossed Long Teng’s eyes.

As the city lord of Border Dragon City, he’d done his fair share of this over the years.

Though he did it to appease the Council of Elders, there was no denying that a lot of Blue Star blood stained his hands.

“Slaves? Resources?”

Lin Fan suddenly laughed.

The laughter was crisp, yet carried a chill that made one’s spine crawl.

“Long Teng, you’ve guarded Border Dragon City for all these years—do you really think the Dragon Emperor Hall went through all the trouble of launching a cross-world war just for some pathetic resources or low-grade slaves?”

Long Teng was taken aback: “Is it not?”

“Can’t the beastmen handle slave labor? Can’t the Collateral Dragonkin? Even those low-level demonic beasts could do it,” Lin Fan countered. “Why does it have to be Blue Star humans?”

The three fell silent.

Indeed, compared to the thick-skinned Demi-human races of the Dragon Spirit Continent, Blue Star humans were physically worthless—low work efficiency, prone to illness and death.

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As slaves, they simply weren’t cost-effective.

“Because they’re hungry.”

Lin Fan slowly uttered the words, her smile fading, replaced by an absolute coldness.

“Hungry?” Long Yi was confused.

“Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Lei Li.”

Lin Fan pointed at herself. “As you can see, I’m a Blue Star human. But I’m no deity, nor am I some spirit. I’m a… survivor who had to crawl to this position just to stay alive.”

She swept her gaze across the three of them, then dropped the bombshell that was enough to overturn everything they knew.

“Do you know what ‘Crystal Bone’ is?”

Long Teng and Long Yan exchanged glances and shook their heads.

“The Dragon Clan has Dragon Bone—the source of their power. But Blue Star humans, after evolving by absorbing Spirit Energy, undergo a mutation in their bones, forming a special crystalline structure. I call it: Crystal Bone.”

Lin Fan’s voice was soft, yet it pierced clearly into everyone’s ears.

“For Blue Star humans, Crystal Bone is the vessel of talent. But for the Dragon Clan…”

“It’s the finest supplement to enhance talent and strength.”

Silence.

A deathly silence.

Even the high-altitude winds seemed to freeze.

Long Yi’s pupils contracted violently.

“You’re saying…” Long Teng’s voice trembled slightly. “They treat Blue Star humans as… food?”

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“Exactly.”

A cruel curve tugged at the corner of Lin Fan’s mouth. “The Dragon Clan uses the Rift to leak Spirit Energy and send in low-level monsters, turning Blue Star into a massive breeding ground. Once those humans evolve high-quality Crystal Bone, it’s time for the harvest.”

“And in the eyes of those at the Dragon Emperor Hall, what do you so-called Dragon Clan elites really amount to?”

Lin Fan drifted forward a short distance, then turned back, gazing at these three arrogant Dragon Clan powerhouses with pity in her eyes.

“In the games played at that level, Blue Star humans are just feed.”

“And you Collateral Dragonkin or Purebloods outside the center of power are nothing more than sheepdogs tasked with watching over that feed. Whether the master keeps the dog after he’s had his fill depends entirely on his mood.”

These words struck like a sharp blade, plunging deep into the pride of the three men.

Comparing them to dogs.

Had anyone else said this, Long Yi would have already thrown a punch.

But now, he felt a chill run through his entire body.

If what this woman named Lei Li said was true, then the enemy they faced was not just the Council of Elders, nor merely the Dragon Emperor, but also the Dragon Clan’s founding ancestor who might have been lurking behind the scenes, pulling all the strings all along.

“Lei Li…”

Long Yan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He thought of Ning Shuang, thought of those innocent clansmen who had died tragically.

So it turned out that in the eyes of those above, their lives were worth even less than weeds.

“And so, I came.”

Lin Fan looked at the three men whose morale had sunk low, and shifted the conversation.

“Blue Star doesn’t want to die, and neither do you. The enemy of my enemy is my ally.”