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Zither Emperor

Nine-tiered zither notes shake the cosmos, who dares not know their master upon hearing? Rainbow-colored magic represents ranks, heroically raising the grand curtain. The Zither Emperor, bringing revolutionary changes to this continent. Accompanied by the emergence of the once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is born quietly in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers, pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet - the rainbow-grade becomes the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. A profession once considered as useless as chicken ribs, because of his emergence, becomes an immortal legend and myth. He, on the other hand, is like a dazzling new star making it impossible for anyone to ignore his radiance. Even the nearly invincible dragons cannot lift their arrogant heads in front of the Zither Emperor, for before them is someone god-like... Pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings, the rainbow-grade will become the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. Dragons are no longer invincible creatures, this will be a novel high with dragons. The Divine Music Master, a branch of the Spirit Mages, the most noble but useless profession on the Ryuzakinus Continent. But, is it really useless? The once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is quietly born in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers. But, is he really just the emperor of zithers?

Tang Jia San Shao · Fantasy
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1054 Chs

Chapter 107 Haiyang's Dowry: Grim Reaper 300 (Part 1)_1

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"What a formidable Steel Lions." Ye Yinzhu inwardly felt a chill, while also admiring Xi Duofu greatly. If his Qin City could also have such an army, not much, four thousand would be enough. If that were really the case, then even facing an enemy ten times their size, he would be confident to take them on.

A slight smile appeared on Xi Duofu's face, one of contentment and pride. When his gaze shifted to the other two hundred warriors, his expression turned cold once more.

Marshall Xi Duofu, renowned throughout Milan alongside Martin, who is called the Shield of Milan, while Xi Duofu's nickname is the Sword of Milan. The incomparably sharp Sword of Milan.

Upon seeing the Marshal, the previous laxity vanished. The two hundred warriors, including fifty mages, all stood solemnly. Although they were not in neat formation, not a trace of a smile could be seen on their faces. Each one selected to be here was a gem, only they held much arrogance in their hearts.