Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 495 – If I Don’t Fight to Level Up Now, I’ll Be Beaten by My Girlfriend Every Day

Snow and wind swirled through the mountain hollows of the extreme northern ice fields.

Lin Fan held one hand suspended in midair, her slender, fair fingers clamped tightly around Long Yuan’s thick neck.

The size difference between the two was immense, but under absolute physical suppression, the body of a peak Level 7 Pureblood Giant Dragon had lost all room to struggle.

Long Yuan’s feet dangled off the ground, his dark golden vertical pupils filled with unprecedented terror.

He tried to mobilize the Spirit Energy within him to fight back, but was completely locked down by that seemingly delicate hand.

Lin Fan tilted her head, a cascade of white hair sliding down her shoulder.

“Why aren’t you running anymore?”

Her voice was languid, carrying a hint of just-woken hoarseness.

Long Yuan’s throat bones were crushed in her grip, his face flushed red as he desperately clawed at her fingers with both hands.

Those five crystalline, translucent fingers didn’t budge an inch—even his sharpest Dragon Claws failed to leave so much as a white mark on them.

Lin Fan leaned in closer, her gaze sweeping across that face covered in Dragon Scales.

The swirling nebula in her eyes betrayed undisguised disdain.

“Let me ask you something.”

A cruel, amused smile curled at the corner of her lips.

“Am I beautiful?”

Long Yuan’s eyes rolled back, a strange gurgling sound escaping his throat.

He couldn’t make a sound at all.

The air in his lungs was being rapidly drained, suffocation and fear completely shattering his rationality. All he could do was flail wildly in desperate struggle.

Lin Fan waited two seconds.

“No answer?”

The smile at the corner of her lips vanished instantly, leaving only cold indifference in her eyes.

“If you won’t tell the truth, you deserve to die.”

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Her fingers suddenly tightened inward.

No flashy burst of energy.

Only pure physical pressure.

Crack.

Long Yuan’s incredibly tough cervical vertebrae shattered instantly, his neck crushed into a pulpy mess.

His massive head lolled limply to one side.

Lin Fan casually flicked her hand, tossing the priceless corpse of the peak Level 7 Pureblood Giant Dragon into a nearby pit of rubble.

She raised her hand and examined it.

Her fingertips were clean and neat—not even a single drop of blood had touched them.

This reconstructed body seemed to possess some kind of repulsive force, refusing any filth from drawing near.

Lin Fan was quite satisfied with this change.

She turned around, her gaze sweeping across the ground littered with broken dragon corpses.

Fifty Level 7 Purebloods.

Any single one of their Crystals, if placed on Blue Star, would trigger a war that swept the entire globe.

Yet Lin Fan didn’t even have the interest to open her System Space to collect them.

These could no longer improve her in any way.

She stepped through the air with bare feet, drifting lightly down to land before Lu Yuan and Zhu Yan.

Lu Yuan leaned against a rock, the wound on his chest that had gone deep enough to show bone now mostly healed under the nourishment of life energy.

He watched the scene of Lin Fan crushing Long Yuan’s neck with one hand moments ago, and his Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty.

The boss lady had gotten stronger again.

“The Crystals on the ground are yours.”

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Lin Fan pointed at the dragon corpses scattered everywhere, her tone as casual as if she were tossing out scraps of scrap metal.

“Eat up while you can. Next time you get beaten into a dog again, I might not make it in time.”

Lu Yuan forced a smile uglier than a grimace and replied weakly, “Boss lady, isn’t this cheat code a bit over the top?”

Lin Fan ignored his wisecracking, her gaze landing on Zhu Yan beside him.

Zhu Yan’s condition was extremely dire at the moment.

She lay amidst the rubble, her semi-dragonified body twisting and contorting irregularly.

Where the dark golden Dragon Scales had peeled away, what grew back was no longer human skin, but even more grotesque and thickened Dragonified Tissue.

Her pupils were losing their human focus, and an uncontrollable beast-like growl spilled from her throat.

Lin Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly as her Mental Strength extended outward, sweeping through Zhu Yan’s entire body in an instant.

The human bloodline was on the verge of collapse.

Zhu Yan’s innate talent and human genetic strength were never particularly high to begin with.

When Chen Dingjun had forcibly implanted Long Yi’s peak Level 7 Golden Dragon Bloodline into her body, it had always been an extremely unbalanced parasitic arrangement.

Moments ago, in order to protect Lu Yuan, Zhu Yan had pushed her body far beyond its limits in a near-death burst of power, causing the Golden Dragon Bloodline to completely suppress her human bloodline.

Now, the domineering Dragon Clan genes were systematically devouring her frail human foundation.

Within ten minutes, Zhu Yan would be completely transformed into a Dragon Clan member.

Lin Fan watched Zhu Yan quietly.

A few months ago, she would have snapped Zhu Yan’s neck without a moment’s hesitation.

Even now, Zhu Yan’s value still met the criteria for Lin Fan’s Skin collection.

But Lin Fan felt no killing intent.

A scene from the Black Palace flashed through her mind.

Zhu Yan, for the sake of human dignity, had chosen to forcibly self-destruct before countless Dragon Clan members.

That was one of the very few displays of “backbone” that Lin Fan had genuinely respected in this Post-apocalypse world.

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More importantly, during the forced fusion of that peak Level 9 [Long Xi] Skin on the far northern ice plains, the will of the ancient Ancestral Dragon Clan had nearly erased Lin Fan’s human bloodline entirely.

At that critical moment, it was Zhu Yan’s heart-wrenching scream that allowed Lin Fan to cling desperately to the bottom line of a Blue Star human, enabling her to turn the tables and devour the Ancestral Dragon Blood.

“I suppose I owe you one.”

Lin Fan murmured, then bent down.

Without using Spirit Energy, she simply reached out both arms and, disregarding the grotesque keratin scales and foul bloodstains covering Zhu Yan’s body, gently gathered her into an embrace.

The sight left Lu Yuan frozen in place.

He even forgot the searing pain across his body, staring intently at the boss lady who had always been severely germaphobic and treated human life as nothing more than weeds.

Lin Fan pressed her forehead against Zhu Yan’s and closed her eyes.

The [Fragmented Progenitor of Life] bloodline within her, already at mid Level 9, began to circulate.

This was not simple healing.

Healing could only repair wounds—it could not resolve conflicts at the genetic level.

What Lin Fan was mobilizing now was the most essential essence of the Ancestor of Life.

Within Lin Fan, who possessed the [Hymn of Life] talent, this essence was inherently self-renewing and inexhaustible.

An emerald-green radiance emanated from Lin Fan’s body, flowing continuously into Zhu Yan through their entwined forms.

Zhu Yan’s body jolted violently, and a guttural sound—part agony, part release—escaped her throat.

The Life Origin entered her meridians and precisely locked onto those human genetic fragments that were being consumed.

Under Lin Fan’s control, this Origin Power transformed into the purest nourishment, forcibly elevating the strength of Zhu Yan’s human bloodline.

Higher.

Higher still.

Until it crossed the barrier between species, reaching a level perfectly equivalent to that peak Level 7 Golden Dragon Bloodline.

The out-of-control black keratin layers on Zhu Yan’s body began to shed in large patches, replaced by fair, firm human skin.

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Shattered bones crackled and popped as bone marrow, now imbued with the traits of the Ancestor of Life, began producing blood—fresh red blood flowing through her veins.

Not parasitism. Not fusion.

A perfectly balanced dual coexistence.

Ten minutes later.

The dark green glow gradually faded.

Lin Fan released her hold and straightened up, glancing down at the white dress she was wearing.

The surface remained as pristine as ever, with no stain able to linger upon it.

Zhu Yan lay on the ground, her breathing already growing extremely steady.

Her tightly shut eyes trembled slightly. Though she had not yet awakened, the energy fluctuations radiating from her body were climbing at a terrifying pace.

The bottleneck at the peak of the seventh rank had been utterly shattered.

She was now only a hair’s breadth away from the early stage of the eighth rank.

As long as she had enough Crystals to replenish herself, stepping into the eighth rank was merely a matter of time.

What was more, having been elevated with both enhanced human potential and the Golden Dragon Bloodline, her future ceiling had now completely surpassed Long Yi’s.

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Lu Yuan, who was still standing there with his mouth agape.

“What are you staring at?”

His tone was teasing.

Lu Yuan snapped back to his senses and swallowed hard. “Boss lady, what exactly did you just do? Zhu Yan’s aura… I feel like she could kill me with a single punch right now.”

“I just raised her potential ceiling a little.”

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over Lu Yuan twice.

He paused, then the smile at the corners of his mouth deepened, his mockery utterly unconcealed.

“You’re the number one prodigy of the Federation. If you don’t push yourself to improve, you’d better get ready to be beaten up by your girlfriend every single day.”