Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 386 – Threads of Faith

In Lin Fan’s room in Azurewood City.

Lin Fan habitually closed her eyes, feeling the countless Faith Threads connected to her Mental Sea.

That feeling was quite mystical.

If Mental Strength were compared to a radar, then right now, her mind was densely packed with bright spots.

Each bright spot represented a believer who had drunk the “Energy Potion.”

Azurewood City was the brightest, like a thousand-watt light bulb. The survivors and natives there truly worshipped her as a real goddess.

Countless invisible Faith Threads were continuously channeling energy into her Mental Sea.

That sense of fullness made her feel like a balloon being inflated, ready to float away at any moment.

The barrier at the mid-Level 8 stage seemed to be loosening slightly.

That was just absurd.

People like Long Yan and Long Teng had to train desperately, even digging out bones to exchange for Bloodline upgrades, yet all she had to do was drink water, and her cultivation shot up like a rocket.

So this was the joy of leveling up while lying down?

Lin Fan extended her perception outward.

The Forest of Elves was also very bright over there—that was the faith of the various Demi-human races, pure and fervent, carrying a kind of primitive worship.

And further away…

Lin Fan’s consciousness crossed mountains and rivers, locking onto a coordinate.

That was the Dragon Emperor Hall.

She had poured quite a lot of good stuff into the underground reservoir there before.

Although the energy had been diluted countless times, the Mental imprint had been firmly planted.

There were only a few scattered hundred light points, most of them very faint.

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That meant those high-and-mighty big shots didn’t drink tap water at all—only the low-level servants and guards had fallen for it.

But that was enough.

Just as Lin Fan was about to withdraw her perception, one of the threads suddenly trembled violently.

A strong emotion traveled along the thread.

That was… concern?

Concern for the Goddess of Life?

Interesting.

In the Dragon Emperor Hall, the stronghold of the Dragon Clan, someone was actually worrying about her, the “heretic”?

Lin Fan’s mind stirred, and her powerful Mental Strength surged in reverse along that thread, instantly connecting to that believer’s perception.

…

Dragon Emperor Hall, outside the Council Hall.

A young guard in silver armor stood at attention.

He was of Collateral Dragonkin descent, low in status, and had more than his fair share of disdain from the Pureblood Dragon Clan.

Two days ago, he drank some soup from the kitchen’s big pot, finding it exceptionally delicious. After drinking it, his back no longer ached, his legs no longer hurt, and a Goddess of Life even appeared in his mind, filling him with immense goodwill toward her.

At this moment, he was straining his ears to catch the voices coming from inside the hall.

Although the heavy doors blocked the way, with the Dragon Clan’s keen hearing, the conversation inside was still clearly audible.

“Devour all living beings on Blue Star?”

That was the voice of Grand Elder Long Zhan, tinged with shock.

Then, a majestic, deep voice rang out—that was the Dragon Emperor.

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“Correct. As long as the Ancestor reaches Level 10…”

Far away in Azurewood City, Lin Fan’s eyes snapped open on the toilet.

Her lazy expression vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness.

Well, well.

These winged lizards really had quite the appetite.

Through that little guard’s ears, the conversation in the hall was transmitted word for word into Lin Fan’s mind.

About Blue Star being one giant breeding ground.

About human evolution being nothing more than a process to ripen the Crystal Bone inside them.

Regarding that old monster who had lived for centuries, preparing to devour the remaining million living beings of Blue Star in one gulp to sprint toward the tenth-level divine rank.

This plot was basically consistent with what she had speculated before.

Lin Fan shot up from the toilet seat.

She had always thought that the Dragon Clan’s invasion of Blue Star would at most mean keeping humans like pigs in a pen.

She never expected they were playing this big—they were planning to wipe out all of Blue Star’s humans completely.

“Ancestor Dragon Long Hao…”

Lin Fan savored the words, a cold smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Tenth level?

Sounded terrifying.

But in this life, Lin Fan’s favorite thing to do was flip the table.

You want to hog all the food?

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Then you’ll have to ask if the blade in my hand agrees.

In her perception, that little guard’s emotional fluctuations grew increasingly intense—clearly terrified by this shocking conspiracy too. He was worried for the goddess, and fearful for his own fate.

“Don’t be afraid.”

Lin Fan said softly in her heart, sending a soothing intention along the Faith Threads.

“Live well, and watch them for me.”

Thousands of kilometers away, that little guard’s body trembled slightly.

He felt a warm current surge through his heart. His original fear inexplicably dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented calm and sense of mission.

He gripped the spear in his hand tighter, his gaze turning resolute.

Severing the perception link, Lin Fan leisurely straightened her skirt.

She walked to the sink and looked at the peerlessly beautiful reflection in the mirror.

Hair white as snow, eyes deep and profound.

“Devour Blue Star?”

Lin Fan flashed the most radiant smile imaginable at her reflection—yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.

“That depends on whether your teeth are sharp enough.”

Since you’ve treated Blue Star as food for leveling up.

Then sorry.

In my eyes, you dragons—whether eighth-level or ninth-level, even that sleeping old undying Long Hao—

are all nothing but stepping stones for my ascension to godhood.

“Su Yue!”

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Lin Fan pushed open the door, her voice not loud, yet carrying an unassailable authority.

Su Yue, who had been keeping watch in the living room, immediately set down her ledger and hurried over.

“Milady, you… are done?”

Su Yue glanced behind Lin Fan, her expression slightly odd.

“Spread the word.”

Lin Fan said calmly as she walked out.

“The progress at Artificer City is too slow. Tell Jiji to inform the God of Craftsmen—don’t skimp on my money. Whether it’s Crystals or materials, give whatever is needed, as much as needed.”

“Also, have Long Yan and Long Yi come see me.”

Lin Fan walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the steel city below that was operating at full speed.

“Tell them—if they want to kill off the Pureblood Dragon Clan, they first need to help me keep Blue Star alive.”

Su Yue was stunned for a moment. Though she didn’t know what had happened, she keenly sensed that the aura of her seemingly lazy mistress had changed.

This was the sign of true killing intent being roused.

“Yes! I’ll see to it right away!”

Su Yue hurried away.

Lin Fan stood by the window and lit a cigarette.

The slender stick burned between her fingers, wisps of pale blue smoke rising.

“Tenth level, huh…”

She blew out a smoke ring, gazing at the overcast sky outside the window.