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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

"Chi-Lan Marquis, will that be fine for such a small group to accompany you on your way past the border?" a soldier politely asked Qin Lan as his group.

As long as Qin Lan travels close to five miles from this border, he will enter a border-free zone where his Shuiyue County is located.

"I'm sure of it. Please inform the city lord that this marquis is grateful for the care he's been showing me for these few days. If there's a chance, this marquis will return with some local gift for him in the future." Qin Lan cupped his hand together before steering his horse outward.

"Let's move! We'll get to Shuiyue County before nightfall!" said Qin Lan while pointing his hand in the direction of his land.

With around fifty Crimson Mist soldiers following him, Qin Lan made his way out from the city. There was a mix of feelings in the soldiers taking care of the garrison between the Wu-Shu border.

Bashan Village