Chapter 476: Chapter 337: Elf King Tree
Earlier, Yun Sheng was clearly tone-deaf with no skills in playing the lute, she must have sought a master afterward, and that musician also must have had so great accomplishnts in music skills. In just a few months, Yun Sheng learned to play the lute quite well.
In the field of Emperor’s Song, she can be called the fastest progressing person Yuan Bu Po has ever seen. She is an absolute genius.
Yuan Bu Po was skeptical, Yun Sheng was imprisoned in a cell, and he didn’t know where the lute she was playing ca from, but listening to the sound quality, it was undoubtedly a very fine ancient lute, perhaps even better than the one Xuan ii uses.
Perhaps... A bold idea erged in the depths of Yuan Bu Po’s heart, and in his joy, Yun Sheng was the most suitable person to enter the Emperor’s Tomb with him.
The rules of Dihong City are such that won play the lute and n play the flute, complenting each other, entering the Emperor’s Tomb, and undergoing the trials from the ancestors of Emperor Hong, only those who pass the trials have a chance to obtain the final three Chapters of the Emperor’s Song - the seventh, eighth, and ninth, which are said to be the true essence of the Emperor’s Song.
For a long ti, Dihong City has been searching for the most suitable candidates, who can perform a duet of lute and flute, to enter the Emperor’s Tomb, but for countless generations, no pair from Dihong City has ever passed the test of the Emperor’s Tomb.
Those who enter the Emperor’s Tomb must synchronize perfectly, only those truly in sync can comprehend the essence of the final three Chapters of the Emperor’s Song.
For this kind of synchronization, the rules of Dihong City have always been to select couples or young n and won who harbor feelings for each other to enter.
Yuan Bu Po adores Yun Sheng, and he believes that as long as he persists, he will eventually win over Yun Sheng.
This ti, as long as they can leave Xianju Country smoothly, he must find a way to convince Yun Sheng and as for Dihong City, if his parents hear Yun Sheng’s lute skills, they will surely agree.
Yuan Bu Po firmly decided in his heart.
Upon knowing that Yun Sheng was safe and sound, Yuan Bu Po’s heart also cald down. He began to be almost intimate with the people in the cell, asking about news of Ice Waterfall City and even Life Water.
At the other end of the cell, Xuan ii was deeply shocked when she heard the lute sound up close.
She found it hard to believe that a person from the outer city, a foreigner who had studied in the Emperor Hong Pavilion for no more than a few months, could play the Emperor’s Song so outstandingly.
Jealousy grew wildly in her heart like crazy grass.
Yun Sheng was the first person both to make her envy her lute skills and to be favored by Yuan Bu Po.
For a mont, Xuan ii even felt an impulse to rush forward, smash Yun Sheng’s lute, and stop Yun Sheng from playing any further.
Because she knew, Yun Sheng’s lute music must have already passed through the Ice Prison and reached Brother Bu Po’s ears.
If Brother Bu Po heard this kind of lute music, he would undoubtedly beco even more devoted to Yun Sheng.
But the mont she saw the masked female prisoner sitting not far from Yun Sheng, looking at her with eyes like a venomous snake, Xuan ii couldn’t help but give up the idea.
The masked female prisoner was very terrifying.
Xuan ii did not know the depth of her power, but even when facing her own father, she had never felt such fear.
Yun Sheng’s lute music also left everyone in the cell profoundly shocked.
Ye Xia secretly activated the fighting spirit within her body, discovering to her astonishnt that Yun Sheng’s lute music now possessed an unknown mystical power. Under the influence of that power, the fighting spirit in her body, originally restrained by the Elves with special thods, was slowly recovering.
Although the speed was slow, day by day, the lute music like endless gentle spring rain, the magic elents of fighting spirit in her body were like gradually rising streams, slowly recovering.
If this continues! A crazy thought sprang up in Ye Xia’s mind.
Perhaps, they had a chance to escape from the Ice Prison.
The sa idea, like an addiction, sprouted in the hearts of every prisoner in the Ice Prison.
Once a thought squeaks, it takes root deeply and cannot be pulled out.
The situation for everyone was similar; after being hit by the Sealing Demon Arrow, their fighting spirit and Magic Power had loosened, beginning to show signs of slow recovery.
The elves also heard the Zither Sound; after checking, they discovered it was a little girl playing an Ice Zither she had carved herself, and they did not take it to heart, allowing Yun Sheng to play the Ice Zither.
Ever since Yun Sheng played the Emperor’s Song, in the Ice Prison, night after night, more and more people found it difficult to sleep.
They were all silently waiting for that mont, the mont of eruption, to arrive.
Deep in the land of Xianju Country, there was a huge towering tree that reached into the clouds, so tall that one couldn’t see the top at a glance.
Perched on crowns of the tree that resembled mushroom clouds, there was a breathtaking Elf Palace.
The Elf Clan was renowned on the Wuji Continent for their outstanding craftsmanship.
The Royal Families and rich folks of the continent had all once been willing to spend a fortune just to employ an Elf Craftsman, but alas, the elves preferred not to interact with the Human Clan and had little interest in their Gold Coins.
Thus, such miracles like the Elf Palace could only be seen in Xianju Country.
The Elf Palace was the magnum opus of countless generations of distinguished Elf Craftsn.
Each foundation stone here was of the finest Han Baiyu, the palatial buildings white, with dod lofts forming the roofs, and doors crafted from refined white gold, walls embedded with night pearls that never dimd, which on moonlit nights appeared draped in a light purple veil as thin as gauze, dreamlike as if not of this world.
In a palace room of the Elf Royal Court, there sat in piles of scrolls, a handso man.
The man had golden hair and blue eyes, his long hair casually draped behind him. He frequently pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated as he looked through a stack of petitions from various Elf Tribes.
So boring, Divine Wind couldn’t rember how many tis he had sighed already, dismissing the petitions to one side.
This was already his umpteenth ti feeling depressed.
Since his return to Xianju, the Elf Queen—who was also Divine Wind’s Mother Empress—had been dumping various affairs onto his hands.
The people of the Wuji Continent have always believed that Xianju was ruled by the Elf Queen.
But in fact, it was only in the past thousand years that Xianju Country started implenting unified governance by the Elf Royal Court.
A thousand years ago, within Xianju Country, there were Four Great Elf Queens of Fire, Water, Wind, and Earth, each possessing different Magic Control Abilities, and ruled their territories together, at that ti, Xianju Country was at its strongest.
However, no one knows when exactly, but the Fire, Water, and Earth Elf Queens successively perished, and Divine Wind’s ancestor, the Wind Elf Queen, beca the only remaining sovereign Elf Queen.
By the ti of Divine Wind’s Mother Empress, she beca the sole ruler of Xianju, while the other tribes were each governed by an Elf Clan Leader.
Divine Wind’s Mother Empress, the Wind Elf Queen, has inherited the Elf Throne for nearly five hundred years.
In these nearly five hundred years, Xianju Country has been very stable and prosperous.
Divine Wind is the sole offspring of the Wind Elf Queen, quite different from the other Elf Tribes’ Clan Leaders’ offspring and important families who had many children.
Because Divine Wind’s Mother Empress had only one Prince Consort, whereas the Elf Clan practices polygamy.
Not only is Divine Wind the sole legitimate son of the Wind Elf Queen, but he is also a half-Elf hybrid.
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