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

BUZZZ BUZZZ. (’This Lord Mosquito ain’t afraid of squat.’)

Chu Sheng cursed inwardly.

However, he was indeed having a rough time.

This old codger Mo’s Power certainly was something else. By now, the crimson domain around him—like hellfire—had been compressed to its absolute limit.

From afar, it resembled a thin eggshell clinging tightly to his and Gu Yuexi’s bodies.

Teetering on the brink of collapse.

It felt as if the moment the “eggshell” cracked, the person and mosquito inside would be instantly annihilated.

Old Mo landed on the ground and approached, step by step.

With every step he took, the Space around Chu Sheng groaned under the strain.

He walked until he was less than three meters from Gu Yuexi and stopped.

At this distance, within his Power, he didn’t even need to lift a finger. A single thought was all it would take to make the Space before him collapse.

The game was over.

Not far away.

The seven noblewomen in their opulent gowns, along with Liu Yueyao who was being helped to her feet, watched the scene with cold indifference.

It was as if they were watching the final act of a farce.

Lady Liu elegantly raised a hand, signaling for Old Mo to pause.

She adjusted her slightly disheveled shawl, once again resuming her posture of graceful nobility and detached superiority.

“Gu Yuexi.”

Lady Liu spoke, her tone surprisingly calm, even carrying a hint of… charity?

“I have always been a soft-hearted person.”

“Although that kick of yours was a grave insult to our Liu Family, and to all the other families present.”

“But considering your youth and your modicum of talent, I am willing to give you one last chance.”

At this, she paused, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding students and teachers, their faces filled with indignation yet helpless, before finally landing back on Gu Yuexi:

“Let no one say I disrespect Jing University, or that I don’t give the Department of Education an honorable way out.”

“You can still move, can’t you?”

“Then kneel.”

Lady Liu’s tone was sincere, as if she were truly showing great mercy and pointing out a path to survival for Gu Yuexi:

“All you have to do is kneel now, kowtow three times to each of the seven of us, and offer a sincere apology.”

“Furthermore, you must swear that from now on, you will keep your distance from anyone from the Ten Great Clans.”

“Do that, and we will let this matter go.”

“I can even overlook the fact that you injured my dear Yao.”

Was this mockery?

Not at all.

Lady Liu truly didn’t mean it as mockery in the slightest.

In her logic, and indeed in the logic of the other ladies behind her, this truly was an immense gift of grace.

After all, according to the clans’ rules, for offending the dignity of a great family and assaulting someone in public, being killed on the spot would be getting off easy.

Now, she could save her life and keep her Cultivation by just kowtowing a few times. Wasn’t that a bargain?

This was the greatest concession they could make, and only out of respect for the authorities.

“So?”

Lady Liu lifted her chin slightly, awaiting Gu Yuexi’s tearful gratitude:

“You only get one chance. You’re a smart person; you should know what to choose.”

“In this world, nothing is more important than living, is it?”

Within that thin, red Fire Domain.

Gu Yuexi listened quietly to the whole speech.

Her expression showed no anger, no humiliation, not even the slightest ripple of emotion.

She merely shot Lady Liu a glance, the kind one gives to an idiot.

Then, she spoke.

Her voice, cold and clear, pierced through the blockade of the layered Powers and echoed distinctly in everyone’s ears:

“Liu Canglan.”

“Chen Xuanfeng.”

“Zhao Yuanba.”

“Sun Xiaotian.”

…

With every name Gu Yuexi uttered, the hearts of everyone present skipped a beat.

Those were… the names of the current Patriarchs of the seven great clans!

Each name held a position of immense importance in Great Xia, representing a terrifying force.

In one breath, she recited the names of all seven individuals.

Her pace was steady, neither fast nor slow, as if she were reading from a death list.

After finishing, the corners of Gu Yuexi’s mouth lifted in a faint, mocking smile:

“It seems those old geezers are still as useless as ever.”

“To think they’d send a flock of cackling shrews like you to deal with me?”

“You…”

Gu Yuexi’s gaze instantly became as sharp as a blade.

“Are you even worthy?”

BOOM!

Those words were like a bomb thrown into a cesspit.

Lady Liu and the others’ faces instantly turned ashen, from both rage and humiliation.

’We offer an easy way out, and she throws it back in our faces?!’

’Does she really think we don’t dare to kill anyone?!’

“Courting death!!”

This time, there was no need for Lady Liu to give an order.

Old Mo roared in fury, his killing intent surging.

“You shameless brat! Since you wish to die, this old man will grant your wish!”

He had completely lost his patience.

Forget some so-called genius, some supposed hero.

In the face of absolute power, they’re all just trash!

“Perish!!”

Old Mo clenched his hand into a fist.

RUMBLE—

The surrounding Primordial Extreme Void Realm instantly unleashed its most powerful crushing force.

Countless gray torrents of spatial turbulence, like the blades of a meat grinder, furiously shredded toward the tiny red Fire Domain at the center.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The Fire Domain upheld by Chu Sheng emitted a grating, shattering sound, as if it would completely collapse in the next second.

It looked as though the person and the mosquito were about to be splattered across the ground.

Just then.

Gu Yuexi finally moved.

She didn’t panic, nor did she make any defensive move.

She simply extended her right hand slowly, her long, fair fingers giving a gentle twist in the air.

A glint of pure, ultimate blackness appeared out of thin air at her fingertips.

It was a… needle?

That’s right, it was an ordinary-looking black steel needle, the kind used for embroidery.

This was the refined Soul-Corroding Pin!

After several days and nights of nurturing and refinement by Gu Yuexi, this once terrifyingly malevolent superweapon could now change its form and conceal its aura at will.

At this moment, it looked perfectly ordinary, not even emitting the slightest fluctuation of Spiritual Power.

“Go.”

Gu Yuexi’s lips parted slightly, and with a flick of her wrist, the black embroidery needle drifted out.

Its speed wasn’t fast; one could even call it slow.

It slowly passed through the precarious red Fire Domain and plunged into the furiously raging “Primordial Extreme Void Realm” outside.

Watching this, Old Mo almost couldn’t help but laugh.

’That’s it?’

’This is your trump card?’

’This is what you rely on to challenge an Emperor Realm Powerhouse?’

’An embroidery needle?’

’Are you planning to sew this old man’s clothes for him?’

“Ridiculous! This is the most absurd thing I’ve ever seen!”

Old Mo’s eyes were full of disdain.

Within his Power, he was a god!

Forget an embroidery needle; even if a nuclear bomb flew in, a single thought from him could turn it into a dud or even disintegrate it into atoms!

“Stop!”

Old Mo contemptuously tried to control the needle.

However, in the next second, the expression on his face froze.

Because he discovered… he couldn’t control it!

The tiny black needle seemed as if it didn’t exist in this time and space at all, ignoring all his Space Laws, ignoring all the suppression of his Power.

It just resolutely, unhurriedly, pierced into the core of his Power.

Like a red-hot iron needle sinking into a block of butter.

And then, the needle suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, one that seemed to make heaven and earth themselves pale in comparison.

It was an extremely ancient, extremely tyrannical aura that seemed to stand above all other rules… the Destruction Law!