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This book is going through a Rewrite. Please start reading chapter 253 onwards if you don't want to go through the earlier chapters that didn't get edited and amateurish.
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A new synopsis will be added later after the initial preparation and rewriting are done. Do look forward to it because I can assure you that the storyline is much better compared to the earlier 250 chapters.
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(This synopsis does not apply to chapter 253 onwards. Take note)
It was a cultivation world where the strong preys on the weak. The cycle continued, but neither factions nor dynasties managed to overcome the corrosion of time.
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Qin Lan was a youth in his fifteen years old. Playful but socialized well with people of his age, this third young master was well respected wherever he goes. But little did they know that he's considered trash when it comes to cultivation.
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But everything changed when he steps forward to fight for a righteous cause and protecting his household servants.
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His memories before his current reincarnation came back. 
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He was the Sect Leader of Kuangshan Lu Sect. He's also the founder of the Misty Sea Eternal Dynasty. Furthermore, he's the third Supreme Emperor in his most glorious era.
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And once again, the forgotten Supreme Emperor of Mist shall make his way towards the top of the cultivation world once more.

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Supreme Emperor of Mist

"You lost!" Huang Ping made his claim loudly as he slammed his spear through Bai Yuan's chest. The force from the impact caused by this attack throws the bandit leader over ten steps away as he coughed some blood out while rolling.

"Ahem!" Bai Yuan spit a mouthful of blood off from his mouth. While struggling to get back on his feet, Bai Yuan chuckled like a madman.

He looked nothing like how he was earlier. His messy hair, ragged clothing, and a pair of arms full of bleeding wounds made him looked like a beggar right now.

"What's so funny? If I'm you, I'll be repenting for all the wrongdoings right now while wishing for an instant death!" Huang Ping said as he swings his spear, pointing the spearhead at the ground.

One step followed by another, he came closer to Bai Yuan. The spiritual energy gradually focused on the tip of his Offensive Treasure as Huang Ping prepared himself for a sneak attack from this sly bandit.

Aftermath (1)