Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 570 – Let the Lin Fan of this world stand before me

In the ruins of Fragrant Hills International, sunlight filtered through the thick clouds, casting its glow upon Lin Li’s pure white hair.

She turned around to face Lei Li.

Lei Li’s clothes were torn and tattered, still bearing the dust from the battle that had swept through.

She looked at the girl before her—the same face, unmistakably, yet the aura emanating from her was utterly different, as if merely looking at her directly was a form of desecration.

Her eyes held an unconcealable shock.

Lin Li stepped forward without a word, reached out both arms, and pulled Lei Li into an embrace.

Lei Li’s body tensed instantly.

Lin Li rested her chin on Lei Li’s shoulder and tightened her arms further.

Within this body, the soul memories of the black-haired Lin Fan were screaming.

In those three hundred dark and bloody years, Fragrant Hills International had been the only harbor, and Lei Li and Sun Jing were the sole warmth in his ice-cold existence.

And the body she now inhabited belonged to Lei Li from her own world.

At this moment, that obsession intertwined with Lin Li’s own emotions.

She felt a closeness to the woman in her arms that bordered on that of twins.

Lei Li felt the warmth of the embrace, and her taut muscles slowly relaxed.

She raised her dust-covered hand and gave Lin Li two firm pats on the back.

Lin Li released her hold and turned to look at the others.

Sun Jing’s eyes were red and swollen, frantically wiping away tears with her sleeve.

Chu Chen, meanwhile, was biting on the plastic stick of a lollipop, staring blankly at a screen of garbled data on his tactical terminal.

Lin Li waved at them.

“You all keep busy.”

Her tone was light.

“I need to go somewhere.”

Lei Li stepped forward, about to ask a question.

But Lin Li’s feet had already left the ground.

Without any warning, without any fluctuation of energy, her body simply defied gravity and rose into the sky.

Lin Li stopped at an altitude of several thousand meters.

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She looked down.

Below her lay the dilapidated Hangzhou.

The city’s layout was the same as she remembered, but a few years of the post-apocalypse had turned it into a playground for mutated plants and monsters.

Thick vines coiled around tilting buildings, and the asphalt roads were torn apart by grotesque shrubs.

This was Lin Fan’s world.

Lin Li withdrew her gaze, and her fair, delicate foot gently pressed against the void.

Space folded beneath her on its own.

Three kilometers vanished in an instant.

She appeared above the Happiness Homestead residential complex.

Many of the buildings here had already collapsed.

Only a few still stood stubbornly, their outer walls peeling away to reveal the gray-white concrete beneath.

Lin Li descended and landed steadily in the stairwell of Building 6, Floor 8.

The stairwell was dim, filled with a heavy stench of decay.

The concrete floor was covered in slime trails left by reptiles and bloodstains that had long dried to black.

She walked to the door of Apartment 801.

The security door was warped, its surface covered in claw marks of varying depths.

Lin Li focused her mind.

The System Space opened, and a rusted brass key appeared in her palm.

This was the key to Apartment 801 from her own world.

Lin Li pinched the key and inserted it into the deformed lock.

She applied slight pressure with her fingertips.

Click.

The lock bolt sprang open with a crisp sound.

She pushed the door open.

The living room was dark. The window glass was long gone, and every piece of furniture was covered in a thick layer of dust.

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Lin Li walked inside.

The layout of the apartment, the arrangement of the furniture, even the position of the light switches on the wall—everything was identical to her home in her own world.

This was her previous life, and also the starting point of Lin Fan in this world.

The sofa cover was already worn through, exposing the yellowed foam beneath.

A few shriveled soda cans lay toppled on the coffee table.

Lin Li’s gaze swept across the room.

On the small cabinet against the wall sat several dried-out lipstick tubes and scattered makeup brushes. Two badly faded dresses still hung from the clothes rack.

These were things Liu Ruyan had left behind.

In this timeline, that woman had survived. She had lived with Lin Fan in this room for a time—had even lived all the way to the present day.

Lin Li had no interest in any of that. She walked straight through the living room and came to the TV cabinet in the bedroom.

A thick layer of dust covered the cabinet’s surface.

She crouched down and pulled open the bottom drawer.

The old slide rails let out a harsh scraping sound.

The drawer was empty, except for a wooden photo frame lying face-down in the corner.

Lin Li reached out and picked up the frame.

She turned it over. It was a color photograph.

The man and woman in the photo were young, smiling brightly. Her parents.

Lin Li flipped the frame to its back.

On the rough wooden surface, there was a line of writing in ballpoint pen.

The handwriting was somewhat faded, but still legible.

It was her mother’s handwriting.

“Xiao Fan, remember to eat well.”

Looking at those words, Lin Li’s fingertips trembled slightly.

All the madness, the obsession, the desperation of Lin Fan’s three hundred years—the source of every struggle—found its answer in this moment.

He just… wanted to go home. To have one more peaceful meal.

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How long had it been since he’d last had a proper meal?

Lin Li closed her eyes, feeling the rough grain of the wood beneath her fingertips.

When she opened them again, a faint, relieved smile curved at the corner of her lips.

“This wasn’t meant for me.”

Lin Li stood up and placed the photo frame upright on the TV cabinet.

A streak of light flashed.

Yui’s Skin floated in midair in the bedroom.

It still bore the form of that Sakura Island girl, wearing a sailor uniform and pleated skirt, fair-skinned, lifelike.

In the past, the system’s rules had limited its power.

But now, Lin Li was the rule.

“Fuse.”

She gave the command.

The system’s cold mechanical voice echoed in her Mental Sea.

[Detected host bloodline level: Ancestor of Eternal Life.]

[Detected innate ability: Bloodline Affinity.]

[Calculating compatibility… Calculation complete. Compatibility: 100%.]

[Beginning fusion.]

The floating Yui Skin dissolved into countless pure white motes of light, streaming like a river of radiance into Lin Li’s body.

No searing pain. No tearing sensation.

These pure Powers of Rules flowed through her blood, eventually converging at the center of her Mental Sea.

Ten minutes later, the light faded.

[Fusion complete.]

[Host has acquired god-tier talent: Word-to-Law.]

[Ability description: Your will is reality.]

Lin Li slowly opened her eyes and flexed her slender fingers.

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It felt extraordinary—as if the foundational code of the entire world had opened its permissions to her.

She looked at the dilapidated, dust-covered bedroom, parted her red lips, and spoke a single word.

“Renew.”

The sound was barely a whisper, yet it carried an unyielding will.

An invisible ripple spread outward.

Peeling wallpaper restored itself in place. Cobwebs in the corners vanished into nothing. Dust on the floor disappeared without a trace.

In a single second, the entire room returned to its cleanest, most pristine state from before the apocalypse.

Even the musty smell in the air transformed into a faint scent of sunlight.

Lin Li walked to the window and pushed it open.

Her gaze swept across the ruins of Hangzhou, toward the distant horizon.

That black-haired man had shouldered everything himself, and in the end, left the future of this planet to her as a final legacy.

It was an act of fulfillment.

But Lin Li did not like this one-sided fulfillment.

“If it’s your own world, then let it be you who protects it.”

Her voice echoed through the quiet room, calm in tone, yet carrying an absolute dominance.

Lin Li turned around, facing the empty center of the living room.

She planted her feet shoulder-width apart, raised both hands level with her chest, and spread her ten fingers wide.

The nebulae in her eyes spun at breakneck speed as countless laws swirled around her, forming a visible vortex of energy.

The Word-to-Law talent was pushed to its absolute limit.

Lin Li stared at the empty void before her, her voice suddenly rising.

“I want.”

The moment the words left her mouth, the clouds above Hangzhou were torn apart in an instant.

“Let the Lin Fan of this world stand before me.”

Space around the room trembled violently, letting out groans of unbearable strain as every law of physics failed in that instant.

“Stand before me!”