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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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925 Chs

Chapter 24: Artefact within the Zither (Part 3)_1

An illusory voice echoes deep within Ye Yinzhu, its tone melancholic, yet clear. This fluctuating emotion seems to be subtly expressing itself through a marvelous melody.

"I am a pearl in the Divine Hand, in God's hands, I have reincarnated for five hundred years.

Five hundred years ago, people called me Ming Zhu. I was a girl named Lan Mingzhu.

At the age of eighteen, I fell in love with a man named Qin Zhi. He was twenty years older than me, but I still liked him without any hesitation. I remember one morning, the sun was shining brightly, and I was chasing a lovely white-feathered sparrow into a maple forest. Then, I heard the sound of a zither, clear and melodious - as calm as a placid stream, the enchanting music!