Supreme Emperor of Mist

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**Xiu...**

Qin Lan took a deep breath to absorb the Spiritual Qi surrounding him. But to his surprise, the Qi around him is at least a hundredfold thinner than before. Let aside the thought of advancing from a single breath, even cultivating to the first-stage Flesh Refining Realm would be almost impossible.

'What is wrong with the Spiritual Qi around here? Did something happened to this Yuhuan Continent when I'm not around?' Qin Lan asked. His current situation is no different from starting all over again from the beginning.

But first of all, he had to leave this place full of deadly miasma.

Although such a scene was not new to him, being a part of the corpses here until a while ago was his first. Furthermore, he must know what happened here and why so many corpses are littered in this valley.

Honestly speaking, Qin Lan was unsure if he was counted as lucky or unlucky.

He should be counted as abandoning his incomplete Supreme Emperor Body and migrated to this one from his understanding. Perhaps, his former body is incapable of withstanding the corrosion of time.

'What kind of life this body experienced before he died from that blade piercing his chest?' Qin Lan complained after finding nothing precious on him. Not even a single copper coin or pebble is inside the robe's pocket or waist belt.

Maybe the most precious thing he had on him right now was the robe he was wearing. But even this robe had a hole around his chest and was stained with his blood. 

But there are more than a thousand corpses here. Instead of worrying about what would become of this life, he would rather see what he could do with it.

As a former Supreme Emperor, cultivation technique, knowledge, and treasures were not a problem. All he needs is resources. With that, it won't take too long for Qin Lan to reach his peak again.

And to start, he'll have to check from one corpse to another to see what he could get from them.

Qin Lan knew that only a fool would search through all the corpses blindly for something precious. Instead of moving blindly, he would rather finish this quickly and looking for a way to leave this valley.

After going around for two to three hours, Qin Lan found out that these people with a robe similar to what he was wearing should belong to the outer disciples of a particular sect.

Most of them had nothing on them except a pill or two. The reason behind these people's death was similar to his. These people were either died due to starvation, battery, or fatal wound from a weapon.

Based on the rotting condition of the body, this has been going on for a while. The shortest time Qin Lan would guess will be around half a year, but not above two years.

Amongst the corpses, a few are wearing a better quality robe. The color of their robe was also different from those Qin Lan searched earlier. But they had nothing precious on them, except more pills and a few stalks of rotting medicinal herb.

'What the... Is this the Monkgrass Stem? I wonder if this fellow died from protecting these few medicinal herbs. In that case, I'd have to praise you for being the most stupid individual I've ever seen after I woke up.' Qin Lan shook his head.

A Monkgrass Stem was the base ingredient for Fasting Pill. And before he went into seclusion, medicinal herbs like this were often thrown into the fire to become insect repellent at night.

With barely two hours before sunset, Qin Lan decided to call off what he was doing and search for a settlement. The robe he was wearing had to be disposed of before that if something was going on.

Using his knowledge throughout the years as an expert, Qin Lan had no problem searching for a safer spot to lead him out of the valley. The current Qin Lan might be weak due to the lack of Spiritual Qi and cultivation, but that didn't stop him from executing movement comparable to an expert.

A few leaps from one ledge to another, Qin Lan finally got out of that valley of corpses filled with deadly miasma. 

Although the deadly miasma wouldn't hurt him in any way, it would undoubtedly taint his mind when he started his cultivation from scratch. And with this concentration of Spiritual Qi in his surroundings, cultivating at a place like that would be akin to seeking trouble.

Qin Lan immediately took refuge between the branches once he got out of the valley. Relying on his average eyesight and understanding, Qin Lan patiently rested and made sure he kept his noise to a minimum.

The pills that he found from the recently dead corpses seem to be Fasting Pills. He used the word "seem" because the grade of this pill is worst than trash. Perhaps only the desperate or someone like him would dare to consume garbage like this.

Although taking this pill would help prevent the feeling of hunger for an hour, it was not the best solution. Qin Lan would need to get a proper meal sooner or later.

Few hours after taking a proper rest inside the tree, there was a noise coming near him. This caused Qin Lan to kept his activity to a minimum and monitored them quietly.

There were three male cultivators.

He estimates that their strength would be in between the First to Second Stage of Flesh Refining Realm. They're not too strong, but Qin Lan is sure that either one of them is better than him, at least.

Dragged along with them was someone wearing the same robe as he does. It seems that amongst these people, there's a hierarchy established. Those in black robes like Qin Lan were considered the lowest in the hierarchy pyramid.

While for the three cultivators, their clothing was identical to the corpse with Monkgrass Stem. There's a crimson hint of color on their robes.

Qin Lan kept quiet as he looked at the black robe individual get toyed to half dead. After the three were bored with him, they did the same thing on Qin Lan and stabbed his heart with the sword in their hand.

The body then got kicked past the edge and fell to the bottom.

After they were done, the three cultivators quietly left the valley without looking back. But none of them noticed that someone was tailing them from the back.

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