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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 90: The Dwarves' First Warrior (Part 1)_1

Anya leaned against a large tree and suddenly let out a soft exclamation, causing Ye Yinzhu, who had just prepared to start his cultivation, to open his eyes again.

"What happened, Sister Anya?"

Anya touched the ground, picking up a bit of soil and bringing it to her nose. After sniffing it lightly, she said, "It seems a large troop has passed through here. The scent of Beastmen is very strong." The sense of smell of the Elf Tribe was very sensitive, especially in a forest filled with the breath of nature. Once the natural vitality was affected by other scents, it immediately attracted the attention of the Elves.

"A large troop? It's probably some activity from Solomon Fortress."