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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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453 Chs

Chapter 25 The Beautiful Woman at Zi Rank Level 8 (Part 1)_1

Translator: 549690339

"You…" Sura's plain face flushed with a reddish hue as he looked at Ye Yinzhu, unable to utter a word for a moment. He realized that his heart was beating fiercely, and nothing else around him mattered. In his mind, there was only the sentence Ye Yinzhu had just said.

"Hey, snap out of it. The stuff in your pot seems to be burning," Ye Yinzhu tapped on Sura's forehead.

"Ah—my ribs." Sura exclaimed and ran toward the kitchen with Angel's Sigh. While busying himself, he called out, "Yinzhu, I'll take this gift. But don't you ever expect me to wait on you for life. We're friends, after all. What's yours is mine."

Ye Yinzhu chuckled and said, "Suit yourself. As long as you don't charge me any commission later, it's fine." Actually, all of his scant savings were with Sura, so it was only too appropriate to spend them on himself.