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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

"Marquis, please spare the people of Wuyue County. We will unconditionally surrender as long you willing to give us a road to live." the magistrate official from White Jade Town said. He was the highest-ranking official amongst everyone else here.

From the look of it, it seems the official was struggling to keep himself together. It was evident that he's trembling before Qin Lan.

The feeling of having a cumbersome boulder on their back was holding them down. Qin Lan's silence only made them worrier because the gate was fully opened. As long as Qin Lan gave an order, the ten thousand soldiers standing outside of the City of Yue will storm inside and start slaughtering them mercilessly.

Their situation is no different from standing on top of a thin sheet of ice. The slightest hint of movement was all it needs to decide what is the outcome.

Wang Jian