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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 · Fantasía
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Chapter 161 I've Waited Too Long, Too Long... (Part 1)_1

Just then, a sorrowful tune rose up from behind,

"The lingering scent of incense, clouds swiftly passing without a trace, and the sounds of birds plaintively tweeting rest upon slender fingertips.

Gazing until the world's edge fades from view, there lies the Haiyue Qinhui dyed with yearning, the indelible scenes within the heart, perhaps, there also lies an inch of sorrow not even drink can dissolve.

The bright moon's gathered jade is heavy, as well, unawares filling one's brows and heart with constant thoughts.

Tonight, the flute still remains.

Purple Jade Cold Flute, standing alone with its silhouette next to the Jade String Pearls, where are you now?

Transforming into the lonely starlight that adorns, as the waves fall and the melody ends, waiting by the zither under the moon. Do you know, I have waited far too long..."