Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 582 – Side Story: Brother Dao Obtains the System

On the rooftop of the City Lord’s mansion.

Lin Li sat on the glazed tiles, holding a freshly washed grape in her hand, but she didn’t eat it.

She looked down. As long as the refugees on the street caught sight of her, they immediately dropped to their knees, not daring to breathe too loudly.

That reverence, born from the very depths of their souls, made the entire Hope City feel lifeless and heavy.

“Boring.”

Lin Li tossed the grape into her mouth and clapped her hands.

Her white hair and starry eyes—her Level 10 Divine Form—carried too much oppressive pressure.

She had come here to pass the time. If everyone treated her like a clay idol to be worshipped, how was she supposed to have any fun with this game?

She needed to change her appearance.

With a flick of her mind, the “Myriad-Change Witch” talent activated instantly.

Her silver-white hair, which fell all the way to her ankles, rapidly retracted and transformed into silky black waves.

Her pale, almost translucent skin took on a healthy, rosy glow.

The white slit dress she wore dissolved into specks of starlight and vanished, replaced by a black sports bra and an open windbreaker jacket.

Her lower half was now clad in tight black yoga pants, outlining a dangerously alluring silhouette.

In just a few seconds, the lofty white-haired goddess was gone.

In her place stood a stunningly beautiful mortal woman with flowing black hair and a figure that could turn heads.

This was the face she had first taken on Blue Star—Liu Ruyan.

Lin Li stood up and stretched. The terrifying Divine Breath that could crush space itself was completely suppressed.

Now, she looked like nothing more than a beautiful woman with no cultivation base and no strength to even truss a chicken.

Once, this skin had been a disguise she had obtained by any means necessary to survive the post-apocalypse.

But now, it was all over.

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She could comfortably use this appearance to enjoy her own long, leisurely years.

“Now this feels right.”

Lin Li glanced down at her own alluring figure, a lazy smile curling at the corner of her lips.

She sat back down, swinging her long, slender legs, ready to watch the show.

Meanwhile.

Hundreds of miles away from Hope City.

Yellow sand filled the sky.

Three thousand cavalrymen clad in dark red heavy armor rode tall Scale-horses, galloping wildly across the wasteland.

The thunderous pounding of hooves kicked up dust that blotted out the sun.

Wherever this army passed, not a single blade of grass survived, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

This was the most elite force of Cloud Mountain Sect—the Blood-Slaying Guards.

At the very front of the formation, Yun Hai, the Sect Master of Cloud Mountain Sect, rode a massive Mutated Scale-Horse, his face dark and grim.

With a casual wave of his hand, a bloody blade light shot out, reducing several fleeing refugees by the roadside into a mist of blood.

As the rain of blood fell, Yun Hai greedily inhaled deeply.

He summoned a phantom panel that only he could see.

【Body Refining System】

【Host: Yun Hai】

【Current Realm: Peak of Level 7 Martial Dao】

【Qi-Blood Value: 99999/100000】

Staring at the Qi-Blood Value on the panel—so close to breaking through to Level 8—a flicker of fanaticism flashed in Yun Hai’s eyes.

He wasn’t from this world.

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In his previous life on Blue Star, he had been known as Knife Brother, with a scar across his face.

That memory was the greatest shame of his entire life.

When the apocalypse first broke out, he had taken two of his underlings to loot supplies, cornering a woman with no way out.

He had planned to have some fun with her.

But that woman, who had pretended to be so pitiful and helpless, had ended up electrocuting him to death with a cheap anti-rape stun gun.

The pain of electric current piercing through his blood vessels and burning his neck to a crisp—he still couldn’t forget it to this day.

“Damn it, you bitch.”

Yun Hai spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground.

Heaven had eyes, letting him transmigrate into this Body Refining World and binding him to a system.

As long as he kept plundering others’ Qi-Blood, he could grow infinitely stronger.

The people of this world were nothing but walking blood bags in his eyes.

Now he was already the sovereign ruler of this realm. As long as he drained dry that small city erupting with terrifying vitality, he could break through to the eighth rank.

As long as he relied on the system to keep growing stronger, he would return to Blue Star sooner or later and settle the score with that bitch!

“Sect Master, that small city is just ahead.”

The Grand Elder rode up on his horse, pointing at a city on the distant horizon.

Yun Hai narrowed his eyes.

Above that city, an immense life energy swirled—like a giant slab of fat meat.

That pure vitality made the system panel flicker wildly with red light, urging him to devour it.

“Pass down the order.”

Yun Hai drew the long blade from his waist, pointing it straight at Hope City.

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“Once we enter the city, leave no one alive. Drain them all dry!”

“Yes!”

Three thousand Blood-Slaying Guards roared in unison, their voices shattering the drifting clouds above.

Inside Hope City.

The sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze swept over the golden wheat waves outside the city walls, carrying waves of fresh fragrance.

Liu Cheng was bare-chested, splitting firewood in the courtyard.

He could now reduce a thick log to powder with a single palm strike, making the work effortless.

Suddenly, he paused mid-motion and jerked his head up to look outside the city.

An extremely oppressive Blood-Fiend Aura was approaching at terrifying speed.

The feeling was like an ancient ferocious beast opening its bloody maw wide.

Even the clouds at the horizon were stained dark red, like a black storm pressing down from above.

“Enemy attack!”

Liu Cheng bellowed, his voice amplified by his surging Qi-Blood, instantly spreading throughout the entire city.

In the streets, burly men hauling timber stopped in their tracks.

In the fields, old farmers harvesting wheat straightened their backs.

Li Siniang set down her washing basin, and Er Ya grabbed an iron rod beside her.

Not a single person felt afraid.

After drinking the Holy Water, the Qi-Blood within these thousands of refugees had already surged to a violent extreme—they’d been itching for an outlet.

“Everyone, to the city walls!”

Liu Cheng grabbed a long blade and stomped hard against the ground.

Boom!

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The bluestone slabs shattered. His entire body shot up like a cannonball, landing steadily atop the ten-meter-high city wall.

In the next instant, dense sounds of air being rent filled the entire city.

Hundreds of burly men, old farmers, and even women all leaped effortlessly onto the city walls like martial arts masters.

They carried hoes, iron pots, and wood-chopping knives, but the Qi-Blood fluctuations radiating from each of them distorted the very air around them.

In less than three minutes, the walls of Hope City were packed with people.

Everyone’s Qi-Blood surged, converging into an invisible barrier that firmly blocked the Blood-Fiend Aura from outside.

Outside the city.

The pitch-black mass of Blood-Slaying Guards had already closed to within five hundred meters of the city gates.

Warhorses neighed, and blade light gleamed like snow.

Yun Hai pulled on the reins and brought his warhorse to a stop.

He looked at what had once been a dilapidated wall—now not only fully repaired, but lined with people standing atop it.

What shocked him most was that these ragged peasants wielding farm tools were actually radiating extremely terrifying Qi-Blood fluctuations.

“How is this possible?”

The Grand Elder’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

“A few days ago this was still a dead city—how did so many high-tier martial artists suddenly appear?”

Yun Hai said nothing, merely fixing his gaze on Liu Cheng atop the city wall.

He could sense that the leading man’s Qi-Blood was no weaker than that of an inner elder of Cloud Mountain Sect.

“Who cares how it happened.”

Yun Hai sneered, the greed in his eyes burning even fiercer.

“The stronger their Qi-Blood, the greater the nourishment for me. Today, this city will be the stepping stone for my breakthrough to the Eighth Rank!”