Taran Zhu carefully considered Garrosh's suggestion, but ultimately shook his head, with an expression that seemed to have seen through life and death.
"Garrosh, Warchief of the Horde, in my heart you are as untrustworthy as the filthy Mantid. Since you're going to die anyway, just kill me."
Enraged, Garrosh gripped Taran Zhu's throat tightly, slowly increasing the pressure. Taran Zhu couldn't breathe, her face turning red, but her eyes held only mockery.
Seeing that Taran Zhu was about to suffocate, Garrosh finally let go, Taran Zhu collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily.
"Taran Zhu, don't be so arrogant. Don't think I can't get the Heart of Darkness without you."
Taran Zhu coldly replied, "There aren't many martial arts masters in Azeroth. Besides me, who else can you count on? Chen Stormstout? I think Thrall has the same idea as you. Thrall was kind to Chen Stormstout, having once devoured him. He's terrified of Thrall."
Garrosh's eyes widened. Taran Zhu was right; he didn't have many choices. After thinking for a long time, Garrosh's expression softened slightly. He took out a scroll from his robes and waved it in front of Taran Zhu:
"Taran Zhu, if you help me obtain the Heart of Darkness, I will give you this scroll. It's a magical Teleportation Scroll that can randomly teleport you to various locations throughout Pandaria, and no one can pinpoint your location."
Taran Zhu didn't want to die. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she saw a glimmer of hope for survival. She nodded and said, "Alright, that's a sincere deal."
Garrosh secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his face contorted with rage as he said, "You're the first Pandaren to dare bargain with the Warchief Horde. You wait here; when the time is right, we'll go and retrieve the Heart of Darkness."
Now that Chen Stormstout is missing, Thrall and Vol'jin conspire to spread the word about what happened at the Qionghua Palace in order to Chen Stormstout it out.
Chen Stormstout is a smart man. Taran Zhu can't get the Heart of Darkness, neither can he. The only way is to cooperate with the Orcs.
Thrall and Vol'jin are temporarily residing at the Shrine of Two Moons in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, awaiting the arrival of Chen Stormstout.
To lure the Jinyu, Garrosh also released the same message.
The two most powerful Orcs released the exact same message, which was highly credible and quickly spread Pandaria.
The Pandaren were filled with righteous indignation and accused the Jinyu of betraying the prophecy of the Flowing Water. The two races, which had been at peace, immediately became bitter enemies because of this provocation, and many Flowing Water occurred.
Upon learning of this news, Jiyun Ailin discussed it with Malkorok for a long time, and then gathered some righteous Pandaren to form a Pandaren army of over 10,000 people. Under the pretext of rescuing Taran Zhu, they challenged Qionghua Palace.
Jiyun Ailin wrote a strongly worded letter and sent it to Elder Jinxiu of the Jinyu, demanding that the Jinyu hand over Garrosh and the remnants of Kor'kron, release Taran Zhu, the leader of the Shado-Pan, obey the prophecy of the Flowing Water, and apologize to the Pandaren.
Grand Elder Jinxiu didn't care at all and quickly sent back a reply, solemnly stating that the Jinyu would never compromise. Since the two sides could not reach an agreement, they agreed on a date for a major battle.
The appointed day arrived. In the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, the Qionghua Lake rippled with blue waves. Thousands of Jinyu floated on the lake, their armor gleaming and their swords like a forest. The Grand Elder Jinxiu sat on the back of the nine-headed monster, closing her eyes to rest.
On the riverbank, Jiyun Ailin personally led three thousand Pandaren troops, along with Pandaren who came to assist in the battle, to confront the Jinyu army.
Behind the Pandaren army, hundreds of Catapults stood ready, having prepared a large amount of lime to deal with the Jinyu Pandaren.
The First Elder Jinxiu, suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze gleaming with sharp light, and her voice echoed between the two armies:
"Young Pandaren, you have made a grave mistake. The Flowing Water has long foretold this: the destined one is a great Orcs, not a lowly Pandaren. The internal affairs of the Jinyu are absolutely not to be interfered with by outsiders."
Jiyun Ailin said loudly, "Jinxiu, you're really a senile old woman. Pandaria has been oppressed by the Orcs for too long. The Pandaren were forced to become food for the Orcs, and you Jinyu are no different. You were made into dried fish by the Orcs and shipped to Orgrimmar ship after ship."
Elder Jinxiu stood up, waving her arms angrily. "Shut up! All of this is for Azeroth! The Orcs have saved this world time and time again. Without the Orcs, Azeroth would have been destroyed long ago! The Pandaren, as a race of Azeroth, are so stubborn and depraved. You have no right to live in this world. Get out of Azeroth, or die!"
Jiyun Ailin sneered, "Elder, don't think we don't know what you're thinking as you speak such seemingly sweet words. You want to gain the support of powerful beings by currying favor with the Orcs, so you can live forever. You have no regard for the life or death of the Jinyu."
Having her thoughts exposed, Elder Jinxiu turned ashen with anger. "Little girl, if I were you, run! You don't understand the true meaning of war at all!"
A commotion arose from behind the Pandaren formation, and a massive Hozen appeared, Jiyun Ailin's expression to change immediately.
It should be noted that the Jinyu are Invincible in Qionghua Lake; it was only through the limestone from the Catapults that the Jinyu were forced ashore.
A large horde of Hozen suddenly appeared, threatening the Pandaren's rear; the Catapults and limestone were about to be lost.
The Jinyu and the Hozen are mortal enemies.
The First Elder Jinxiu, said with great enthusiasm, "No one understands the Hozen better than us Jinyu. They are greedy for small favors and have never had any principles or morality in their hearts. They are very easy to buy off."
Jiyun Ailin breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Luckily, I was prepared in advance."
"Who is the strongest in Pandaria? The Shado-Pan Monastery's fate is uncertain."
With a cheerful chant, a plump figure nimbly landed on the lakeside, one foot on the tip of a reed, its body swaying rhythmically with the reed.
"The Lorewalker Cho." Jinxiu gasped.
A large group of Shado-Pan disciples appeared, exhaling grayish-white breath from their mouths and noses, making no attempt to conceal the Sha power within them. Their pupils were clear, and their emotions remained unaffected.
"A bunch of scum infected by the Sha!" Jinxiu couldn't help but curse.
The Lorewalker Cho laughed indifferently, "Elder, do you really want to be an enemy of the Pandaren? Compared to insignificant limestone, if the power of the Sha Corruption Qionghua Lake, your people will all become scum like me."
Elder Jinxiu gritted her teeth and after a long while said, "That makes sense. Let's talk."
Garrosh, knowing this was a rare opportunity, led the Kor'kron elite to the central Qionghua Palace.
Taran Zhu was freed from his restraints and began to move his limbs. Garrosh pointed to the purple heart in the center of the great formation:
"Bring me the Heart of Darkness, and the Teleportation Scroll will be yours."
"Alright, leave it all to me." Taran Zhu took a deep breath, used the Cocoon of Self-Preservation, enveloped her entire body with Chi, and prepared to enter the seal.
"Garrosh, we meet again."
A familiar voice rang out, and Garrosh frowned. Thrall walked out, followed by Vol'jin and dozens of Sunreavers. Leading them was the Sunreavers' leader, Aethas Sunreavers, and a familiar Pandaren, Chen Stormstout.
Garrosh, without batting an eye, said, "Thrall, you're here really fast!"