Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 518 – The Two Elders Turned into Cream Puffs

The torrent of Spirit Energy lasted a full forty minutes.

Lin Fan stood between the two giant dragons, her white robe fluttering in the wind, the massive amount of Spirit Energy that had been straining her meridians to the point of aching visibly depleting at a noticeable rate.

Her mid-Ninth Grade Spirit Energy reserves—she had poured them all into the two “containers” in one go.

Long Junshan had stopped roaring.

His dark-gold dragon body had swollen to three times its original size, the gaps between his scales wide enough to fit an arm through, and every single gap was spewing emerald-colored Spirit Energy mist.

The entire dragon looked like a balloon that had been overinflated.

Long Ye wasn’t much better off.

His black dragon body had bloated into a round, ball-like shape, his four dragon legs forced apart in four different directions, his dragon wings completely unable to spread, pressed flat against the sides of his swollen torso.

His mouth could no longer close.

Emerald Spirit Energy poured out of his mouth, his nostrils, his eye sockets, his ear holes—every single orifice that could leak.

The whole dragon looked like an emerald fountain.

Lin Fan sensed the water level of the Spirit Energy inside her.

Mid-Ninth Grade… steadily dropping…

Peak Eighth Grade.

“About right.”

She withdrew her hands and cut off the Spirit Energy output.

The hem of her white robe fell back to her ankles. The wind stopped.

The two giant dragons remained in that ridiculous bloated posture, lying motionless on the scorched earth.

Lin Fan walked up to Long Ye and glanced down at him.

Long Ye’s vertical pupils had already gone unfocused. Emerald Spirit Energy continued to leak from the gaps between every scale on his body, his meridian system completely collapsed, even the basic Energy Circuit maintaining his dragon form was falling apart.

“Still alive?”

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Long Ye’s lips twitched, squeezing out a few garbled syllables.

Couldn’t make out what he was saying.

Lin Fan bent down and brought her ear a little closer.

“…kill… me…”

“What a coincidence.” Lin Fan straightened up and flicked off some ash. “I was thinking the same thing.”

She walked over to Long Junshan.

The dark-gold giant dragon was in even worse shape than Long Ye. The scales across his entire body were already starting to fall off, revealing the flesh beneath, split apart by the Spirit Energy swelling within. His meridians weren’t just broken—they had exploded. From spine to limbs, every single dragon meridian had been stretched into a sieve.

He would never be able to condense a single wisp of Spirit Energy again for the rest of his life.

Two crippled dragons.

Completely and utterly ruined.

“What’s with that look like you’ve been stuffed into a cream puff and broken?” Lin Fan held a cigarette between her lips, glancing left and right at her two “masterpieces.”

Long Ye let out a dragon’s cry so low it was almost inaudible.

Not anger. Not unwillingness.

A thing that had lived for several hundred years, at the end of its life, all that remained was exhaustion.

Long Junshan’s eyeballs had stopped moving entirely. His son dead, his cultivation destroyed, his dignity shattered. He was now nothing but an overinflated broken balloon, waiting for that final “pop.”

“Seeing you two in this state, you don’t have much face left to keep living anyway.”

Lin Fan pinched out her cigarette butt, twirled it between her fingers, and flicked it into Long Ye’s nostril.

Long Ye’s nasal cavity twitched, and a puff of ash mixed with emerald Spirit Energy shot out of the other nostril.

“I’ll see you off.”

She stood up and raised her right hand.

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Five fingers spread open.

Clenched into a fist.

Just that one motion.

The residual Spirit Energy circuits inside both giant dragons—in that same instant, her Mental Strength crushed the last supporting thread from the outside.

“BANG!”

Long Ye’s black dragon body exploded first.

An eighty-meter-long Pureblood Giant Dragon split apart from the middle. No blood sprayed, no bones shattered. The massive influx of Spirit Energy, no longer constrained by its meridians, expanded violently and vaporized the dragon’s body from within.

Black scales scattered into the air like countless fragments, swept skyward by an emerald storm of Spirit Energy.

Boom!

Long Junshan followed right after.

The dark-golden dragon body exploded with even greater force—because more Spirit Energy had been packed into him, and it had swelled for longer. At the moment of detonation, a pillar of emerald light shot into the sky, tearing a bright gash across the gray canopy.

After two muffled blasts, the battlefield fell silent.

Long Ye and Long Junshan were gone.

Not even ashes remained.

The Spirit Energy that had been poured into them had already made a full circuit through the two dragons’ meridians, absorbing the aura of the Dragon Bloodline and creating repulsion against Lin Fan’s own Spirit Energy.

It didn’t flow back to her.

Instead, riding the shockwave of the explosion, it scattered evenly across the land.

Emerald light-mist fell upon the scorched earth.

In the first second, nothing happened.

In the second second, a wisp of green emerged from the cracks in the ground.

In the third second—

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Lin Fan looked down.

The charred black soil was changing color at a visible rate. Gray-black turned to deep brown, deep brown to ochre, and from the ochre, tender green grass sprouts pushed their way out.

Green spread outward from her as the center, in every direction.

The glassy scorched earth left by the nuclear blast was covered by the power of life. Wild grass broke through the crust, shrubs sprouted branches, and unknown little flowers completed their entire journey from seed to bloom within a dozen seconds.

Ten minutes later.

Two kilometers of scorched earth in every direction had become a lush green meadow.

Two eighth-rank Pureblood Giant Dragons had turned into fertilizer.

Lin Fan stepped barefoot on the soft newborn grass and glanced into the distance.

A gray mutant rabbit that had appeared from who-knows-where hopped past her feet, sniffed at the freshly sprouted clover, took a bite, and started munching away.

It was eating quite happily.

“Two elders of the Dragon Emperor Hall, dignified eighth-rank Purebloods…” Lin Fan watched the wild rabbit nibbling on the grass. “Their final contribution was planting a lawn.”

She shook her head and withdrew her gaze.

Closing her eyes, she sensed the Spirit Energy level within her body.

Peak eighth-rank.

Still too high.

She opened her eyes and looked toward the spatial rift over a thousand meters tall above the demon capital, five hundred kilometers away.

The rift’s arc of light was slowly expanding, its Energy Threshold having just risen to mid-eighth-rank.

Forcing her way in at peak eighth-rank… would tear the rift apart.

So close. She needed to drop one more tier.

But Spirit Energy wasn’t a faucet that could simply be turned off. The energy flowing through her meridians had already fused with her flesh and blood. If she forced it out without a receptacle to receive it, it would automatically flow back within minutes.

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Long Ye and Long Junshan had been useful containers, but they’d already exploded into lawn fertilizer and couldn’t be used a second time.

And within the range of Blue Star, there was no longer a third eighth-rank Lifeform that could serve as a power bank.

So…

She needed a different approach.

Not to disperse the Spirit Energy outward.

But to shrink her own outer shell.

“It seems I’ll have to use you after all, little Yui.”

Lin Fan reached her hand into the System Space.

She withdrew a Skin.

It was folded neatly, soft to the touch.

When unfolded, it revealed the complete silhouette of a petite young girl.

Her Japanese-style long black hair fell straight to her waist, with bangs trimmed neatly at her eyebrows. Her features were delicate, her stature petite at just over 160 centimeters, and her figure slender—she looked at most twenty years old.

The system panel popped up with information.

Yui.

Peak of Level Five.

Innate Ability: Reality Rewrite.

After donning a Skin at the peak of Level Five, she gains an additional 50% of her base attributes.

This value corresponds to an Energy Level ranging from early to mid Level Eight.

It falls perfectly within the Rift Threshold.

Perfect.