509: The elf world does not need so many ethnic groups.

“These Dark Elves...”

“What are they doing???”

Silvermoon City, Eternal Night Hall.

Stormrage, the Night Elves’ leader with antlers, and Ayla, the Acting Holy Maiden of the Bright Moon Elves with silver hair, both stared at the scene in the Well of the Moon, feeling a sense of bewilderment, as if they had fallen into some illusion.

The Forest Elves, whom he had banished to the Twisted Forest, were not being massacred by the Dark Elves; instead, they were getting along famously?

In the well water, Dark Elves with crimson eyes and grey skin were seen building a camp together with golden-haired, blue-eyed Forest Elves.

The Forest Elves were responsible for construction, while the Dark Elves handled the transportation of Materials, working together with seamless coordination.

Moreover, a continuous stream of Dark Elves was transporting various foods from underground caves.

These foods were delivered to the migration team's camp, handed over to the apron-wearing Forest Elves, who then prepared large pots of communal meals.

Finally, Elves of two different skin colors—one white, one grey—sat around a bonfire, chatting and laughing while eating their working meal.

Isn't this scene a bit too harmonious?

No...weren't you supposed to be mortal enemies?

How did it become like brothers and sisters?

“What...what exactly happened?”

Acting Holy Maiden Ayla looked up, her face full of disbelief.

She had never dreamed that Dark Elves would live in harmony with other races.

In this race, ninety percent of newborns possessed a “super-male Physique.”

They viewed love and respect as weakness, and integrity and nobility as hypocrisy.

From childhood, if they hadn’t committed a few immoral acts, they wouldn’t even dare to greet others.

It could be said that encountering these ruffians in the Elf World meant even passing dogs would be forcibly sterilized.

But now...these ruffians were “loving each other” with the Forest Elves?

The Forest Elves were the most moralistic race!

Weren't your two races the ones who disdained each other the most?

How come now you're as close as a family?

“The Dark Elves must have some conspiracy!”

“This is absolutely an illusion!”

Stormrage shot a fireball at the Well of the Moon, shattering the harmonious scene.

He had banished the Forest Elves to the Twisted Forest, expecting to see them massacred by the Dark Elves.

However...these two races were performing a scene of kinship from the same origin, which made him feel humiliated.

Stormrage said to Ayla, who was beside him: “I guarantee there’s chronic poison in those foods!”

Ayla frowned slightly, displeased with his action of attacking the Well of the Moon.

However, she was also immersed in confusion at this moment.

The Dark Elves wouldn't suddenly change their nature, nor would the Forest Elves easily trust the Dark Elves.

There must be a reason behind their harmonious coexistence.

Thinking of this, Ayla said to Stormrage: “Could this be the work of that God Emperor? Did he make these two races set aside their differences and face the Orcs together?”

“Impossible!”

“Absolutely impossible!”

Stormrage waved his hand abruptly and said: “The Dark Elves would be glad if the other three races died out. How could they possibly help us resist the Orcs? It's already good enough if they don't ally with the Orcs against us!”

“It's not impossible.”

“If the bird's nest overturns, no bird egg can survive.”

The Acting Holy Maiden shook her head and said: “The Dark Elves are also Elves. Perhaps they have realized who their true enemy is.”

At this, she paused, then continued: “Moreover, my scouts told me that in the Spider Temple within Dark City, they are already worshipping that God Emperor from another world. The divine position the Dark Elves have created for him is even higher than that of the Spider Goddess.”

“Worshipping the God Emperor...”

Stormrage chewed on these four words, then sneered and said: “I see, the Forest Elves and Dark Elves are birds of a feather; they have both betrayed the Elf World.”

“Why must you look at the problem this way?”

Acting Holy Maiden Ayla was somewhat puzzled and said: “I, on the other hand, think it’s a good thing that the God Emperor can unite the Elves.”

“Foolish! You are being deceived!”

Stormrage suddenly turned around and angrily said to Ayla: “The so-called God Emperor, isn't he also an invader? He is no different in essence from the Orcs! Relying on humans is betrayal!”

“Stormrage, you are too extreme.”

Saintess Ayla frowned, seemingly extremely disappointed with the Arch-Druid before her.

She turned and walked out, saying as she went:

“I know you want to be the King of the Elf World.”

“But the Elf World has reached a critical moment of survival.”

“You may not welcome humans, but you must provide a method and ability to repel the Orcs.”

“But if not...”

At this, she stopped, turned slightly, and said: “Then you must accept that your prestige and status will be taken away by a more capable existence.”

With that, she quickly left the Eternal Night Hall.

Stormrage silently watched Ayla leave, and after the door closed, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

“Uniting the Elves?”

Stormrage chuckled mockingly: “The Elf World doesn't need so many races.”

...Human Emperor Domain.

The Imperial City was magnificent, bathed in radiant light.

At this moment.

In the bedchamber of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace.

Qin Yang sat before the dragon bed, gently caressing a jade zither.

Colorful lotus flowers bloomed at his fingertips, transforming into profound zither melodies containing the evolution of heaven and earth, circulating throughout the entire Human Emperor Domain.

For a time, auspicious light floated within the Human Emperor Domain, and spiritual springs gushed from the earth.

Among them, forest birds, tigers, leopards, and jackals were all entranced by the zither music, as if experiencing an Epiphany.

The clouds in the sky surged with the changes in the zither music, emitting colorful and brilliant light, like a dream.

At this moment, all things in heaven and earth resonated with the zither music, evolving rapidly.

Within the Human Emperor Domain, bursts of immortal mist arose, clearly becoming a world of immortal realms.

And Qin Yang, playing the zither, had his long hair dancing and his robes fluttering.

The zither music he played transformed into the Five Elements Dao essence, forming colorful light that enveloped his body, truly appearing as an immortal god.

After fifteen days of “seclusion.”

Qin Yang, under the dedicated tutelage of his three teachers, Liu Rushi, Chen Yuanyuan, and Dong Xiaowan, finally became a first-class musical prodigy in the world.

Now, he possessed absolute pitch.

He could transcribe any piece of music he had heard perfectly.

In addition, he had Divine-Grade singing and dancing talents, fully capable of making a debut as a C-position idol.

It's just a pity that this was not a world of urban entertainment novels.

Qin Yang spent time and effort acquiring these abilities primarily to better control the Fuxi Zither.

After finishing a piece, Qin Yang gently pressed the zither strings, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but exclaim.

“Is this the power of the Fuxi Zither?”

“Truly worthy of being one of the ten divine weapons.”

Qin Yang marvelled in his heart while caressing the zither.

When playing the Fuxi Zither, he could sense the foundation of all things in heaven and earth, and even through the zither music, he could replace the Five Elements attributes between heaven and earth, turning ordinary stones into gold and bringing withered trees back to life.

This feeling was almost equivalent to controlling all creation.