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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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1054 Chs

Chapter 208: Seeing the Saintess of Light Again (Part 1)_1

Indeed, the waiter's words immediately drew the red-haired man's attention to Ye Yinzhu.

He sized up Ye Yinzhu from head to toe, clearly not remembering the incident at the city gate. A proud young man of his stature wouldn't bother to remember such a trivial matter at the city gates.

Noticing that the place on the left side of Ye Yinzhu's chest, where a magic emblem should be, was empty, a trace of disdain flashed in the red-haired youth's eyes. A mage not wearing an emblem could mean only two things: either they had just become a mage and their rank was too low, or they were a powerful mage who did not want their strength revealed by their badge. In the eyes of the red-haired youth, Ye Yinzhu clearly belonged to the former category. Little did he know that besides receiving a junior mage's badge, Ye Yinzhu had never been appraised by the Mage's Guild.