Reincarnated as a Mosquito, I Sucked the Reborn Empress to Tears

Chapter 796: Chapter 795: The Atmosphere Team is in Position! Start the Mob Grind

In the crowd, Huo Lang and Daya, who had rushed back from outside the city, squeezed their way to the very front, their blood boiling with excitement.

Seeing Chu Sheng effortlessly suppress Jiang Xinglan with his Power of Law, they couldn’t resist roaring the slogan again.

“Lord Mosquito is badass!”

“Long live Lord Mosquito!”

They had shouted it in the crowd once before.

But back then, not everyone really got it. It didn’t cause much of a stir, and only a few scattered people joined in.

This time, it was different.

Upon hearing the name “Lord Mosquito,” the crowd went silent for a few seconds.

Gazing at the mosquito in mid-air that was utterly thrashing Jiang Xinglan, the longer they looked, the more imposing he seemed.

Then, one by one, people started to join the chant.

“Lord Mosquito is badass!”

“Long live Lord Mosquito!”

But just as the momentum was building, before it could spread completely, Jiang Xinglan suddenly unleashed the Law of Gravity.

The onlookers, knowing full well how powerful and rare the Law of Gravity was, all widened their eyes and held their breath, breaking out in a cold sweat for Chu Sheng.

Even Huo Lang and Daya, who had been shouting the loudest, began to lose some of their confidence.

The chanting stopped, and they stared nervously at the sky.

It wasn’t until Jiang Xinglan continuously increased the power of his Law of Gravity—from a hundredfold to a thousandfold, and finally cranked it all the way up to one hundred thousandfold.

And yet Chu Sheng, like an unbothered mosquito, just floated in place flapping his wings, not looking the least bit affected.

He even started mocking Jiang Xinglan, asking if he hadn’t eaten.

The onlookers completely erupted, their excitement reignited, their voices even louder than before.

“See that?! That’s Lord Mosquito for you!”

“Jiang Xinglan? The number one prodigy? The Law of Gravity? In front of Lord Mosquito, none of it means a damn thing!”

“Jiang Xinglan thought his hidden Law of Gravity could turn the tables, but it turns out Lord Mosquito wasn’t affected at all. It was like a little tickle to him.”

“I’ve lived for over thirty thousand years, and this is the first time I’ve seen one of the Eight Great Clans get so thoroughly trounced by a Loose Cultivator. It’s so damn satisfying!”

“This time, let’s see how the Jiang Family is going to clean up this mess. They’ve lost all face.”

“Hey, hey, hey! The mosquito hasn’t actually beaten Jiang Xinglan yet! Isn’t it too early to celebrate?”

Jiang Xinglan’s rabid female fans weren’t happy. One stood up to defend him, arguing with people with her hands on her hips.

“That’s right! Brother Xinglan hasn’t even used his full strength yet! He still has plenty of trump cards he hasn’t shown!”

“Brother Xinglan reached the Integration Realm Peak in just over a hundred years! How many people can do that? His talent is one of a kind!”

“No matter how powerful that mosquito is, it’s impossible for him to have reached this level of Cultivation in just over a hundred years. He must be some old monster that’s lived for who knows how many years.”

“Brother Xinglan’s talent is far greater than that mosquito’s. Once he gets serious, he’ll definitely be able to smack that stinking mosquito down!”

In fact, it wasn’t just Jiang Xinglan’s fanatical fans who thought this way.

The more rational male Cultivators also felt that the chances of Chu Sheng completely defeating Jiang Xinglan were slim.

After all, the tangible difference in their Realms was right there. The gulf between Void Refining and Integration was not something that could be completely bridged by the strength of one’s Law alone.

But this didn’t affect their admiration and respect for Chu Sheng.

“What the hell do you know?! Is winning or losing what’s important?”

An Elder Cultivator stepped forward, sneering at the brain-dead fans.

“Gu Yuexi and Lord Mosquito dared to slap the faces of the Eight Great Clans and go head-to-head with the Jiang Family. This is something that has never happened in Luoping City before!”

“Did you not see the miserable state of Jiang Qingyao?”

“Did you not see Xiao Feng get sent flying with a single move?”

“Did you not see Jiang Xinglan get thwarted by Lord Mosquito time and time again?”

“This isn’t just a simple fight. This is a provocation against the Jiang Family’s status in Luoping City, and a challenge to the rule of the Eight Great Clans here!”

“Once someone starts messing with the Eight Great Clans’ territory and manages to walk away unscathed, the status of the Eight Great Clans will take a serious hit. Who will fear them after that?”

“So, regardless of the final outcome, this event is already a challenge by Loose Cultivators against the authority of the Eight Great Clans. Its significance is immense!”

“You could say that this battle by Gu Yuexi and Lord Mosquito has viciously vented the long-suppressed frustrations of us Loose Cultivators who are constantly being pushed around!”

“From now on, if the Eight Great Clans want to bully Loose Cultivators as they please, they’ll have to think about the consequences!”

The Elder Cultivator grew more and more agitated as he spoke, his face flushing red.

His words struck a chord in the hearts of all the Loose Cultivators.

For all these years, Loose Cultivators had a low status in Luoping City, suffering abuse from the Eight Great Clans at every turn.

Having their resources stolen and being bullied were common occurrences.

But the power of the Eight Great Clans was too immense.

The Loose Cultivators could only swallow their teeth and blood—suffering in silence, angry but afraid to speak out.

Even with the Law Enforcement Team there to uphold justice…

Just look at what Xiao Feng was doing now. Was it not obvious?

When their own vested interests were truly involved…

They were all cut from the same cloth!

Today, someone had finally stood up and was grinding the faces of the Eight Great Clans into the dirt. How could that not be exciting!

Another Cultivator with a powerful Divine Thought scanned Chu Sheng’s condition and shouted in shock.

“Lord Mosquito is no old monster.”

“He hasn’t even been cultivating for five years!”

Once these words came out,

The female cultivators who had been about to retort clamped their mouths shut.

And the Cultivators who had long suffered under the oppression of the Eight Great Clans grew even more frenzied.

“Lord Mosquito is so fucking badass! From now on, I’m his loyal fan!”

“Yeah! Lord Mosquito is the idol of us Loose Cultivators!”

“Lord Mosquito is badass!”

“Long live Lord Mosquito!”

This time, more and more Loose Cultivators joined the chanting crowd.

The voices rose and fell, deafening, piercing through the clouds!!!

[Ding! Power of Faith +500]

[Ding! Power of Faith +1200]

[Ding! Power of Faith +3000]

[Ding! Power of Faith +5000]

[…]

Chu Sheng, floating in mid-air, was stunned by the continuous stream of system prompts in his mind.

‘What’s going on? Why is my Power of Faith suddenly shooting up so much?’

He flapped his wings and glanced down.

Only then did he notice the Loose Cultivators below looking up at him with fanatical expressions.

They were shouting “Lord Mosquito is badass!” at the top of their lungs, their emotions running incredibly high.

Chu Sheng also spotted Huo Lang and Daya in the crowd; the two of them were shouting the loudest.

He immediately understood.

Those two must have taken the lead and whipped the crowd into a frenzy.

‘Heh! Saving those two on a whim back then has really brought me some unexpected surprises.’

‘If they were part of a hype squad, they’d definitely be the headliners!’

Initially, Chu Sheng had kept Huo Lang and Daya around just to open a small crack for collecting Power of Faith, basically to cultivate a couple of seed users.

But he had never expected that these two would use the Jiang Family fiasco to so effectively build his popularity and make a name for him.

Chu Sheng knew very well that as long as he could grind Jiang Xinglan’s face into the dirt this time and then walk away completely unscathed, many of the Loose Cultivators in Luoping City would become his loyal believers, continuously providing him with a steady stream of Power of Faith.

‘This is a long-term, stable source of income!’

The thought of the Power of Faith that would be skyrocketing in the future instantly invigorated Chu Sheng’s Spirit.

The way he looked at Jiang Xinglan… changed.

‘Heh heh! Since you’ve taken the initiative to jump out and serve as a mob for this Lord Mosquito to farm…’

‘…then it would be rude of this Lord Mosquito to refuse!’

Faced with Chu Sheng’s undisguised, fiery gaze, which was like a predator looking at its prey, Jiang Xinglan felt as if he were standing naked, completely exposed and uncomfortable all over.

It was as if he had become a helpless maiden, stripped bare by a ruffian and left to be sized up and admired at will.

If Chu Sheng were human, the image would have been perfect if he were also drooling.

This made the proud and arrogant Jiang Xinglan extremely upset; he felt he had been gravely insulted.

And that, in turn, made him even more furious.

“Damn you, mosquito! You’re courting death!”

“I’ll fight you to the death!!!”