Chapter 1, Naturally Eight Fingers

For the Arcadians, the Azure Sea is a peculiar place, abundant in fresh bamboo shoots; however, no one has ever been able to venture deep into its interior. No one knows just how vast the Azure Sea truly is, as it borders the Arcadian Kingdom and the land of the Randias Kingdom to the west. Every individual who enters the Azure Sea inexplicably emerges from the same point they entered, and no one understands why this occurs. Aside from bamboo shoots, this bamboo forest does not yield any other rich specialties, which is why it has not attracted attention or interference.

Pirlo's body suddenly became rigid, his pair of bright, shining eyes filled with astonishment and ecstasy. He came from Falan? He came from Falan. On the continent of Longqinus, even the most ordinary commoners would understand the implications of this statement. The president of the Luna City Magic Guild has been deceased for over two years. As the central magic guild of the Arcadia Kingdom, the position of president has remained vacant during this time. He came from Falan, could it be...

Ye Li said irritably, "What do you mean by young? Haven't you seen that my hair is almost white? Come on, let's go inside and talk."

Diala said with some surprise, "Praise be to Falan and Meiying, it seems I have never received such treatment before"

At that moment, a melodious and elegant voice rang out from outside, "Is Master Diyala present?"

The arrangement inside the bamboo house is very simple, consisting only of a bamboo bed, a bamboo table, and bamboo chairs

A person's two hands each have five fingers, and for a warrior, every single finger is of utmost importance. Although the child in Mei Ying's arms has only lost the little fingers on both hands, it significantly affects the ability to wield a weapon. It is even impossible to grip a longsword tightly. What parent does not wish for their child to be perfect? Mei Ying is no exception; however, everything else about the child is fine, yet this innate condition of having eight fingers has caused her immense sorrow. The eight fingers have already determined that her child cannot possibly become a master of swordsmanship, which is the hope of the entire family.

In the swaddling, a pair of bright, shiny black eyes gazed towards the source of the sound, while soft murmurs escaped from the mouth.

Diyala, with trembling hands, took the parchment scroll and slowly unfurled it. The scroll was blank, devoid of any writing, yet Diyala did not find it strange. His gaze instinctively turned towards the figure of Qin Shang before him.

The tranquility in Qin Shang's eyes had completely vanished upon seeing that pair of small hands, replaced by a hint of profound emotion reflected in his gaze. Even his voice carried a touch of magnetism as he spoke, "Because of those hands, this is the most perfect pair of hands I have ever seen in this world. Ms. Mei Ying, I harbor no ill intentions"

Mei Ying, holding her beloved son and Qin Shang, walked through the bamboo sea, exclaiming: "Senior, your stamina is truly remarkable. After walking such a long distance, you show no signs of fatigue at all. I have never seen a magician like you before."

The Sound Mage, as a branch of the mental magic practitioners, is a magician who releases magic through the performance of musical instruments. It can be said to be the most noble among the magicians of the continent, yet at the same time, it is also the most impractical. This is because it is very difficult for a Sound Mage to cultivate beyond the Yellow level; at most, they can only play a minor role in boosting morale on the battlefield. Historically, only the daughters of great nobles or princesses from various countries have shown interest in learning this noble yet impractical form of magic. However, the old magician before him is actually a Sound Mage, a Purple-level Sound Mage. Dialla could hardly believe his eyes. Yet, in the lower right corner of the scroll, the ancient symbol surrounded by a silver hexagram clearly represents the Illusion Tower within the Seven Towers of Fa Lan. It is evident that the magician named Qin Shang before him has passed the trials of the Illusion Tower to arrive here. Moreover, the purple magical energy he is releasing is so real.

Qin Shang's composed demeanor vanished before Ye Li, as he made a somewhat comical expression and said, "I came to see you! You still look so young, while I have grown old. It's better to cultivate fighting spirit! Magic truly makes one age too easily. I remember, you are still a year older than me, right"

"Master, who exactly are you..."

The white magic robe bore not a single wrinkle, just like the man himself, standing tall. The dense wrinkles revealed the elder's age, and his silver-white hair was neatly combed back. The old wizard was quite tall, at least half a head taller than the average Arcadian, and in his similarly wrinkled right hand, he held a slender staff. Although the staff was resting on the ground at that moment, no one would think that he relied on this purely wooden staff for support. This was due to his eyes, the old wizard's eyes. A pair of black eyes as clear as an abyss, yet incredibly lucid. The old wizard squinted slightly, but a faint glimmer of brilliance would still inadvertently reveal itself in the opening and closing of his eyes.

The door of the bamboo house in the middle opened, and a figure like a flash of lightning almost instantaneously appeared before Mei Ying and Qin Shang. Although the movement was extremely swift, it flowed like a stream of water, giving no sense of abruptness.

......

Before Mei Ying could speak, Qin Shang had already laughed and scolded, "Well, you, Ye Li, won't even meet an old friend?"

In the position close to the center of the azure sky and sea, a row of neatly arranged bamboo houses encircles the clusters of bamboo, with more than ten rooms of varying sizes, appearing particularly elegant amidst the swaying bamboo shadows. Before Mei Ying and Qin Shang could reach the front of the bamboo house, an aged voice had already emerged from one of the bamboo houses, saying, "Ying'er, why have you brought outsiders here? Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Mei Ying instinctively nodded

Raising his head and meeting Mei Ying's cautious yet curious gaze, Qin Shang smiled faintly, having to admit that although his face was lined with wrinkles, his carefully chosen attire and appearance still exuded a certain elegance. "Miss Mei Ying, you are here today to bestow a magical blessing upon your child, are you not"

Although he encountered an acquaintance, he had not yet forgotten the new president beside him

Pirlo stepped aside with great trepidation

Qin Shang looked at the struggling and crying infant with eyes full of emotion, the lines on his face surprisingly gentle. "Perhaps, for others, these hands are imperfect, but for someone like me, they are absolutely perfect. Just wait, and you will understand"

Under the watchful eyes of Mei Ying, Diara, and Pirlo, Qin Shang slowly sat down cross-legged. A flash of light appeared on his right hand, and Mei Ying vaguely saw that it was a ring on the little finger of Qin Shang's right hand, a spatial ring, one of the most important magical artifacts for a sorcerer

Diyala was taken aback. It is known that in this world, it is already extremely rare for a full moon baby to receive the blessing of a wizard, let alone from a Grand Sorcerer of the Purple level. Only the princes and princesses of great nations could possibly enjoy such treatment

Qin Shang, after all, is a recently advanced archmage. His expression gradually calmed down as he lowered his head, gazing at the magical hexagram inlaid with mithril beneath his feet. After pondering for a moment, a glimmer of ecstatic joy appeared in his eyes. He clapped his hands together, feeling as joyful as a child, "Praise the Law of Blue, good, just like this"

Pirlo did not keep the old wizard waiting for long; shortly after, an equally aged wizard was summoned from within the guild. This wizard was clad in a blue robe and appeared to be quite similar to the visiting old wizard.

Diyala looked at Meiying. At sixty-seven years of age, he could naturally discern the change in Qin Shang's expression upon seeing Meiying's child, which made him hesitate a bit. Given his relationship with Meiying as her husband, how could he explain if their child were to suffer any harm here?

The voice of the old wizard sounded very soft and pleasant; although somewhat deep, it gave one a feeling as if they were bathed in a spring breeze, making even the scorching air feel a bit cooler. "I come from Falun, please take me to meet the temporary president of the guild"

Qin Shang remarked with a sense of lamentation

The mental strength of a magician is undoubtedly much greater than that of an ordinary person, yet at this moment, Pirlo and Diarra have both become lost in the enchanting melody of the piano, their eyes filled with joy and confusion, completely forgetting where they are.

The baby had long ceased to cry. When Mei Ying looked down at her precious child, she was astonished to find that, at some unknown moment, her son was smiling. His small hands, each with only four fingers, were gently waving in the air. In the delicate and subtle melody, the sequence of his hand movements surprisingly matched the music, while a faint purple light was quietly penetrating his body, causing him to undergo some strange transformations.

Diyala quickly returned to normal, as the hand decree of Fablan could not be forged. Hastily and respectfully rolling up the parchment, he presented it before Qin Shang, saying, "Diyala, accompanied by Pirlo, pays respects to the President"

As Qin Shang was about to speak, a clear and resonant cry of a baby emerged from the swaddling blanket. A pair of arms, resembling white lotus stems, reached out from the blanket and gently waved, as if trying to break free from the embrace of its mother

Qin Shang said, "I come from Falan. If it were not for the Bikuang Sea, why would I be here? I originally intended to find a disciple to inherit my legacy, but unexpectedly, the talented individual I admire turns out to be one of you from the Bamboo Sect. Come, take me to meet your grandfather. Ye Li, oh Ye Li, it has been several decades since we last met. I wonder if your health is still robust.

Mei Ying's gaze revealed a hint of coldness, making her inherent pride even more apparent. "Your Excellency, the President, I and the library would like to know why."

The blessing of a mage is the best protection for a newborn. The higher the level of the mage, the healthier the blessed newborn will be, free from the constraints of magical attributes

A chestnut-red guqin quietly appeared, resting flat upon his knees. The seven strings shimmered with a faint silver glow. Qin Shang placed his hands upon the strings, and his expression underwent a dramatic transformation.

Upon seeing this woman, Qin Shang's eyes lit up, and his slightly squinted eyes slowly opened, sparkling with brilliance

As he spoke, Diyala slowly bent forward to bow to the old white-robed wizard, while at the same time, a pale blue flame erupted from his right hand, indicating his exact rank as a novice blue-level magician. This was the most esteemed etiquette among magicians. It is worth noting that, given Diyala's status in Arcadia, he would not need to do this even in the presence of the king. The sole reason for his profound respect was that the white-robed wizard before him hailed from Falan

Praise be to you, Falan, greetings from afar, O Mage. I am Diara, the Fire Mage and Acting President of the Arcadia Kingdom's Mage Guild

The words that Qin Shang was about to say suddenly halted, for he saw the pair of small hands of the baby in Mei Ying's arms. Those delicate little hands had only four fingers, lacking the pinky on both the left and right hands. From the moment he appeared at the Mage Guild until now, it was the first time his expression showed such a significant fluctuation, and the degree of this fluctuation astonished everyone present.

Mei Ying was the only one awake, and she did not understand why her mental strength was far inferior to that of the magician, yet she remained conscious. She clearly saw the faint purple light converging in one direction, and that direction was the swaddling cloth in her arms

Within the guild hall, there exists a vast array of magical elements. The floor is inlaid with mithril, forming a magical hexagram that emits a faint silver glow. The interior of the guild appears quite spacious, largely due to the scarcity of wizards. In a small kingdom like Arcadia, the number of wizards can only be described as sparse. Therefore, although the guild holds a high status within the kingdom, it remains rather desolate.

Mei Ying instinctively took half a step to the side and smiled, saying: "He has been diligently practicing his fighting spirit lately, so I came by myself. Master, our child has already turned one month old, and I would like to trouble you to bless him."

Mei Ying expressed, "Thank you, Master Qin Shang, for bestowing magical blessings upon my child. If you have the time, I would like to invite you to visit the Azure Sea, allowing my spouse and me to extend our hospitality. What do you think?"

Old friend, what brings you here? It has been over twenty years since we last met

Withered Wood Dragon's Chant, you are ... ...

The temperature in the Azure Sea differs greatly from that in Luna City, perhaps due to the abundance of emerald bamboos growing here. As soon as one enters the realm of the Azure Sea, the scorching heat in the air naturally dissipates significantly

Diala's mind was still somewhat confused, so she did not notice these things. She said to the woman, "Meiying, where is Ye Chong? Why didn't he come with you? You seem to have just finished your confinement, right?"

Whether it was Pirlo or Diarra, both were astonished by the scene before them, for they clearly saw that although the light in Qin Shang's hand was very faint, its color was—purple

Qin Shang's aged face revealed a hint of reminiscence as he turned to the northwest. Everything he experienced in the Illusion Tower was something he could never forget; that was true magic indeed

Ye Li exclaimed with excitement

Qin Shang retracted the scroll and asked, "How many magicians are there in Arcadia now?"

Ye Li's stature is slightly taller than Qin Shang's, with long grayish-white hair cascading down his back. The wrinkles on his face are noticeably fewer than those on Qin Shang, giving him the appearance of someone in their fifties. He stands upright with a straight back, and his radiant eyes carry a somewhat intimidating aura, unmistakably revealing the weariness of a mature man. Upon seeing Qin Shang, his broad hands immediately reached out, and Qin Shang did not evade, allowing him to grasp his shoulders.

Mei Ying let out a low shout, and her feet took two strange steps backward in succession. Although Qin Shang's speed was not slow, all he grasped was merely an illusion

The coldness that Mei Ying had been exuding gradually faded away. Indeed, although the Great Mage Qin Shang before her was filled with eager light in his eyes, the aura he radiated showed no trace of malice; rather, it was imbued with a sense of intimacy. However, upon hearing Qin Shang mention her son's hands, her expression suddenly turned exceptionally grim. "Master Qin Shang, why do you say that my child's hands are the most perfect in the world? Are you mocking me?"

Qin Shang's right hand swept across, and a faint purple light covered the parchment scroll. Instantly, under the surrounding purple glow, a line of text appeared. Dialla read out excitedly: "Fate, Purple Level 1 Sound Master Qin Shang, assumes the position of President of the Arcadia Magician's Guild. Ah, you are a Sound Master"

Qin M. Hetushucomcom smiled faintly and made a gesture for silence, saying, "It seems that after more than twenty years apart, I really need to have a good talk with Old Ye this time"

Mei Ying glanced at Pirlo and Diarra beside her and quietly asked, "Master, what will they do?"

Qin Shang transferred the wooden staff from his right hand to his left, extending his right hand in front of Diara. A faint glow flashed by, and a parchment scroll appeared in the palm of his hand

Pirlo had just exited the Mage Guild when he spotted the old wizard. Although the old wizard wore no valuable garments or magical items, and there were no elemental fluctuations emanating from his robe or body to indicate his rank, Pirlo, a mid-level yellow mage who had trained in the Luna City Mage Guild for over twenty years, trusted his instincts. Only those who sought to flaunt their abilities would display their magical rank on the insignia of their robes. The old wizard before him appeared to be at least seventy years old; how could he possibly be a low-level mage? Moreover, there was not a single drop of sweat on his wrinkled forehead.

Mei Ying suddenly awoke, "Your surname is Qin, with the withered tree's dragon chant, you are from the Qin Sect..."

Although he is no longer young, he cannot help but feel excited when it comes to this matter. His gaze towards Qin Shang is even somewhat fervent

Praise to the esteemed Mr. Magician, how may I assist you?

Mei Ying seemed not to have forgotten the way Qin Shang looked at her just now, and she simply greeted, "Greetings, Master, esteemed Fa Lan."

The voice of Qin Shang pulled Mei Ying back from her dreamlike state. When she looked up, she saw the chilling silver light flickering in Qin Shang's eyes, and the guqin that had been on his lap was nowhere to be found. Glancing at the treasure in her arms, she found that he had already fallen asleep, his even breathing was so melodious. The treasure's skin seemed to have become even more lustrous and radiant, and a hint of a sweet smile adorned his beautiful little face

As the smallest kingdom on the entire continent of Longqisi, Arcadia undoubtedly has the smallest territory. Located at the southeastern tip of the continent, it is bordered by the vast and boundless sea on two sides, while the other two sides are surrounded by two powerful empires. If it were not for the interference from the center of the continent, a place called Fablan, a country like Arcadia would likely have already perished. Our story begins in the capital city of Arcadia, Luna City.

The left hand is raised slightly, resting above the strings on the body of the instrument, without making contact. The thumb and index finger of the right hand are gently clasped, while the middle and ring fingers lightly press on the fifth string. The thumb is released, and the index finger lightly plucks the seventh string in mid-air, producing a resonant and clear sound. Within this clear tone lies a profound richness, with lingering echoes that waft through the air. In that instant, it seems as if the atmosphere has solidified, and the sound of a baby's cry quietly ceases.

Qin Shang nodded and said, "Then I will not be polite."

Mei Ying seemed to have anticipated this long ago and was not surprised. Her footsteps became somewhat ethereal, following closely behind Qin Shang with a pace that appeared slow yet was actually swift, as they entered deeper into the bamboo forest

Qin Shang let out a bitter laugh, "Haven't you heard that saying? 'A hundred useless things are the divine sound.' As a sound mage, I do not possess the acceleration spells that elemental mages can cast, and I am unwilling to have any followers. No matter where I go on the continent, I must rely on my own two legs. Over time, I naturally can walk a bit farther than ordinary people, and my stamina is somewhat stronger than that of mages from other schools."

Diyala was taken aback, a faint smile appearing on her face as she apologized to Qin Shang beside her before stepping out. After a short while, a young woman followed Diyala into the hall.

With a swift step, Qin Shang had already arrived in front of Mei Ying. His aged face was somewhat flushed with excitement as he raised his trembling hands to touch her delicate little hands, which were as tender as spring onions and glimmered with a crystal-like milky white. His quick movements did not resemble those of a magician; rather, they appeared more like those of a warrior

Whether it is a high-level mage like Pirlo, a sorcerer like Diarra, or a warrior like Mei Ying, upon hearing this clear sound, it feels as if all the impurities within their bodies have been instantaneously purged, resulting in an unprecedented clarity of body and mind, unimpeded blood flow, and an indescribable sense of comfort

Falan, both a sanctuary for wizards and a place they fear the most, is accessible only to wizards, apart from the Falan Legion that guards it. Entering Falan is not particularly difficult; however, leaving Falan is something that almost all wizards dare not hope for. Without a power level above blue, one will not be permitted to leave.

Diyala laughed heartily and replied, "No problem, didn't I already say that after your child is born, I will definitely bless him? Oh, by the way, let me introduce you, this is the newly appointed president of the guild, Master Qin Shang, who has come from the Library of Falan."

Diala was startled by the scene before her and hurried a few steps forward to stand between Mei Ying and Qin Shang, anxiously saying: "Please don't misunderstand, please don't misunderstand, Master Qin Shang, you, you are..."

This time, the astonishment of Diarra and Pirlo has turned into horror

Praise to Falan, my name is Qin Shang, I come from Falan, this is the letter of Falan

The hostility hidden in Mei Ying's eyes vanished at this moment, as she looked at Qin Shang, revealing a hint of surprise and a touch of joy

Qin Shang did not respond, merely offering a faint smile. His hands moved simultaneously; the left hand pressed gently while the right hand plucked lightly, producing a captivating melody. The sound of the zither was delicate and subtle, with the fingering skillfully controlling the tempo's gentle shifts between light and heavy, creating a lively rhythm imbued with a lingering, cyclical charm, evoking a sense of introspective recitation. A faint purple glow emanated quietly from the silver strings in sync with the movements of his hands, forming circles of soft purple halos that enveloped the hall without spreading further.

As he spoke, he pulled Qin Shang inside, only glancing at his grandson in Mei Ying's arms during the process

Of course, there are exceptions; at this moment, a sprightly old man arrived in front of the Magic Guild in Luna City

As he spoke, Qin Shang noticed that the bamboo forest ahead seemed to become somewhat illusory. A knowing smile appeared on his face as he casually broke off a bamboo branch from beside him. While walking forward, he began to tap on the bamboo around him, varying the speed of his tapping, which produced unique sound waves. He did not ask Mei Ying to lead the way but directly entered the depths of the bamboo forest. For an ordinary person, the azure sea above could never be crossed, but for him, an old guest, how could it possibly be a barrier?

Therefore, on the continent of Longqinuos, it is very easy to discern a person's strength. Any magic or fighting energy is distinguished by color, and the color displayed when it is released can fully reflect the user's own strength

This ... ...

The woman immediately felt his burning gaze, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, a flash of green light passing through her eyes as she looked towards Qin Shang. The moment their eyes met, the brilliance in her eyes momentarily became dazed; when she regained her composure, her expression changed drastically, and she instinctively tightened her hold on the swaddled bundle in her arms.

The term "Bikonghai" refers to the ocean that is green and hollow. Bamboo, is it not also green and hollow? Therefore, "Bikonghai" signifies a dense and flourishing bamboo forest

Thirty li is naturally not a significant distance for a soldier, but for a magician, it is quite a long journey. Upon closer inspection, one can notice that a faint aura of airflow surrounds the swaddling in Mei Ying's arms; this is Mei Ying's fighting spirit, protecting her precious son from the scorching effects of the air.

Oh, no, no, I praise Fablan. I swear by Fablan's name that I absolutely did not mean to mock you

Is this real? Mei Ying felt as if she were in a different world, and she still had not regained her composure even after the melody had quietly come to an end

The sun blazed like fire, especially in the southern part of the Longqinuus continent, where the sun in the sky seemed to be just within reach, bringing with it scorching hot air currents. Everyone basking in the sunlight felt as if their bodies had turned into burning coals, all sweating profusely. Although it was still morning, the streets of Luna City were filled with a languid atmosphere. It is no wonder that some say the reason the two powerful empires of Landias and Bohar have not divided Arcadia is not only due to the interference of Fablan but also because this place is indeed the hottest furnace on the entire continent. Although it was still morning, the streets of Luna City were filled with a languid atmosphere. It is no wonder that some say the reason the two powerful empires of Landias and Bohar have not divided Arcadia is not only due to the interference of Fablan but also because this place is indeed the hottest furnace on the entire continent.

Qin Shang turned his gaze to Diara beside him and said, "Since that is the case, let me bestow a blessing upon this child."

Please, you are invited

Praise for Falan

The aged face became plain and humble, yet the entire being was filled with the breath of life, as if he had been sitting there in that posture since time immemorial. Dressed in white, with silver hair and an ancient zither, the moment his hands touched the strings, he completely merged with everything in the hall of the Mage Guild. Unconsciously, everyone's gaze was drawn to him. The moment his hands touched the strings, he completely merged with everything in the hall of the Mage Guild. Unconsciously, everyone's gaze was drawn to him

The melodious and intricate brocade, drenched and dipped in the goblet. The strings loosen to adjust the precious pillar, while the sheng weeps over the roasted silver bamboo. With the spring thunder as the zither, playing this piece "Green Waters" is most suitable for cleansing the body and mind of this child

Without pursuing, Qin Shang's gaze remained fixed on that pair of delicate, tender little hands, standing there in a daze, forgetting to lower the hands that had just been raised. "Eight fingers, born with eight fingers, there really are people born with eight fingers. A genius, this is definitely a genius!"

While speaking, he used his body to block the line of sight between Diarra and Pirlo, giving a signal to Mei Ying with his eyes

The levels of wizards, from lowest to highest, are Wizard, Intermediate Wizard, Advanced Wizard, Grand Wizard, Mage, and Grand Mage. Regardless of the type of magic, they all share the same colors, categorized by the colors of the rainbow. The lowest level of wizard corresponds to the first color of the rainbow, red, and so forth. Blue represents the Mage. The first six colors of the rainbow are divided into three tiers: low, intermediate, and high. For instance, a yellow-level intermediate wizard like Pirlo is classified as an intermediate advanced wizard. As for the last color of the rainbow, purple, it is divided into nine tiers, with the purple-level Grand Mage being significantly more powerful at different ranks. The reason why Fablan can be considered a sanctuary for wizards is also due to the presence of seven wizard towers within Fablan, each housing a powerful ninth-tier purple-level wizard, who represents the pinnacle of existence in the realm of magic.

Qin Shang shook his head and said: "What you perceive is merely the power of mental magic, yet you do not understand how to appreciate the melody. The difference between the mental system and the elemental system is still too great."

The old wizard revealed a faint smile on his face, giving Pirlo a slight nod before following him into the Wizarding Guild

The woman was extraordinarily beautiful, with long black hair and a fair complexion. She wore a flowing emerald green gown, and her face appeared slightly plump, yet this did not detract from her noble demeanor. Whether walking or standing, she exuded an impression of uprightness, as if her slender waist could never bend. At that moment, she cradled a swaddled infant in her arms, from which even breaths emanated, suggesting that the baby was peacefully asleep.

What is the most esteemed profession in the continent of Longxi Nusi? It is the magician. Perhaps some may doubt the existence of gods, yet no one fails to revere magicians. Falan is a land of plains on the continent of Longxi Nusi. It covers an area approximately half the size of the Arcadia Kingdom, with fertile land, yet no nation dares to covet it, for it is the sacred ground of magicians. Falan is almost the faith of all nations, except for the extreme northern wasteland of the continent of Longxi Nusi.

Upon hearing Qin Shang's question, Diara could not help but reveal a hint of bitterness. "In Arcadia, there is a total of one Blue-level Mage, three Green-level Mages, twenty-four Yellow-level Mages, sixty-seven Orange-level Mages, and two hundred thirteen Red-level Mages. Most of them have joined the army, leaving only a little over a dozen in the guild."

Qin Shang coughed lightly, and a flash of purple light appeared in his eyes. Only then did the two, Dia La, who were immersed in confusion, awaken. Letting out a long breath, Dia La exclaimed: "This is wonderful, truly wonderful. Praise to Fa Lan, this is my first time realizing the power of a Divine Sound Master. President, I will seek your guidance more in the future"

Qin Shang's face revealed a hint of mild surprise, "So few? Although the practice of magic is a lengthy process, with Arcadia's population of tens of millions, could it be that there are only these three hundred mages? I remember that in other countries, mages do not seem to be this scarce!"

Mei Ying tentatively asked, her previous arrogance in her words having long since vanished. It was not the purple glow emanating from the other party, but rather the earlier piece "Green Waters" that resonated with the sound of the withered wood dragon's chant.

What are you doing

Diyala sighed and said, "It was certainly not this few in the past. Our Arcadia Kingdom has always been renowned for producing fire-type mages. However, now the national strength is weakening, and those with some ability have gone to the two surrounding empires. Naturally, those willing to stay are... But it is fortunate that you have come this time; you are a purple-level grand mage! Our Arcadia has not seen a purple-level powerhouse for hundreds of years. I believe that under your leadership, our Arcadia Mage Guild will surely become strong again"

The location of the Azure Sea is situated thirty kilometers west of Luna City. Various types of green bamboo form a unique landscape, where a faint glow flickers, revealing a scene bathed in soft green light. Each bamboo stalk stands proudly and upright.

Genius, he is an absolute genius, my judgment is not wrong. Even though he has just turned one month old, he can still perceive the true beauty in my music. I truly envy you, Bamboo Sect! Why is he not with me? Now you should understand why I marvel at his perfect little hands. For a musician, the little fingers of both hands are considered useless fingers, having no practical function. In the process of learning to play the instrument, the presence of extra little fingers can cause some interference. As a master of divine sound, I understand this all too well. There was once a legend that claimed a person had six fingers on each hand, known as the Six-Fingered Music Demon, which is purely fictional. To play the instrument, having eight fingers is more than sufficient. To be born with eight fingers, how perfect that is!

Mei Ying smiled and said: "There will be opportunities in the future. Master Qin Shang, please."