Lin Fan was murdered, only to be sent to the underworld and reincarnated as a dog? At the brink of despair, the System activated and drew a random card: a mosquito. While others were reborn as domineering CEOs or immortal emperors, he had six legs and had to survive by sucking blood from the start. To make matters worse, the System thought he was far too low-class, tossed him a copy of the Bloodline Sutra, and ran off on the spot. Lin Fan thought, Fine, I’ll push myself. Starting out in a bathroom ceiling, he led his army of mosquitoes to roam by night and hide by day, sucking the blood of martial artists and cultivating a demon emperor’s body. Qi Condensation, shapeshifting, shedding his mortal form... He sucked the cultivation world dry. Geniuses begged him to spare them, beauties fought to win his affection, and when invaders came from another world, a million mosquitoes swept through, turning gods, demons, immortals, and Buddhas alike into blood bags. The moment Lin Fan took human form and claimed the Three Realms, the System came running back in tears to renew their contract. Lin Fan smiled. “You sure ran off fast back then, didn’t you?”
