Transmigrating to Azeroth

"Cough, cough... Hey everyone, I'm about to loot the boss. Guess if I'll get the Starlight Dragon..."

On the Storm Live platform, Ji Feng was chatting with his viewers: "No joke, this hand is a lucky rabbit's foot. The mounts I've looted could circle the globe... Look, it dropped, that's right, it dropped, it dropped."

As Ji Feng shouted, a line of purple text appeared in his combat log:

You have obtained: Starlight Cloud Serpent Reins.

You have obtained: Starbreaker.

You have obtained: Cunning Belt.

After a 7-minute battle and 3 minutes of chatting, Ji Feng got his wish and obtained the loot. This loot was the rarest flying mount in World of Warcraft, the Starlight Dragon.

"666, the streamer actually got it..."

"Night Night Fish sent 500 bean buns, congratulations streamer, I give this treenewbee a perfect score..."

"Hahaha... What's meant to drop will drop! As the streamer's number one fan, I have to say, the streamer has been farming this for 11 times straight. If it didn't drop, he could smash his keyboard! After all, it's Brother Feng!"

"The spring of the unlucky, we European royalty disdain it. Since the streamer's bragging made me breathless, I'll send 10 chicken necks!"

As soon as the Starlight Dragon appeared, the viewers who had been lurking in the shadows all came out. In no time, about a dozen bullet comments appeared on the screen. Although not as many as popular game streamers, Ji Feng's stream was lively.

"Haha... Thanks for all the gifts, everyone. The stream will continue today. We'll go challenge Nalak next, and I'll get another Thunder Cloud Serpent..."

"It's 14:57 now. I've been streaming for 6 hours today. Give me 3 minutes to go grab a bowl of instant noodles, and I'll be back..."

Exiting the dungeon, Ji Feng, riding the Starlight Dragon, stopped at the entrance. It felt incredibly satisfying to ride a mount dropped from the dungeon while watching players prepare to farm for mounts.

"Damn, the streamer still wants instant noodles? Be careful you don't lose the seasoning packet..."

"Bragging streamer, live below, earning millions a month..."

"The comment above is so dirty, but I like it. When it comes to bragging, I only admire the bullet comment gods..."

Five minutes later, Ji Feng returned to his stream with a bowl of instant noodles. The screen was flooded with dazzling bullet comments, and the stream was incredibly lively.

It was mid-July, and students of all ages were on holiday. Ji Feng's stream usually didn't have this many viewers; he was only benefiting from the holiday season today. His monthly income was less than 3,000 yuan, and at the end of each month, instant noodles became his staple food.

"Everyone, we'll officially start challenging Nalak in 5 minutes. I'm flying to the map now..."

"This braised beef flavor is quite good..."

Holding his instant noodles, Ji Feng resumed his bragging. The large instant noodle bucket clearly displayed eight characters: Kang Shuai Bo Braised Beef Noodles.

"Streamer, we European nobles eat braised chicken with mushrooms, okay? Only Africans like braised beef..."

"The most delicious one is clearly stewed beef with tomatoes."

Eating his instant noodles, Ji Feng smiled at the bragging comments. This was also a form of enjoyment. As a streamer, it was better to share joy than to enjoy it alone; everyone bragging together was the way to go.

"You bunch of idiots, you're even bragging about instant noodles... The streamer's bragging point is about Kang Shuai Bo!"

"The admin is here."

"Twelve Flavors? Is a game streamer broadcasting a food show? Admin, I'm reporting..."

Bullet comments flew across the screen, interspersed with some comments trying to stir up trouble. Ji Feng wasn't happy seeing these comments.

"Ding ding... ding ding..."

The 20-yuan keyboard made a light sound as Ji Feng changed the stream title. The original title "Azeroth Live" was changed to "WoW Live, Stirring Things Up."

"Cough, cough... I'm done with my noodles. I'm going to stir things up now. If anyone tries to stir up trouble again, I'll ban them directly."

Casually tossing the instant noodles into the trash can, Ji Feng, with a hint of anger, began another round of streaming. At this moment, he didn't notice that the noodle soup was flowing towards his feet.

It was July, and Ji Feng was barefoot at home. The soup first wet the power strip and then flowed towards his feet. At this moment, he was unaware of the impending danger.

"This is Nalak. This boss is on the Isle of Thunder, right at the entrance to the Throne of Thunder dungeon. Guess if I can get a mount this time? The drop rate for this mount is even lower than the Starlight Dragon..." Standing in front of Nalak, Ji Feng began to build anticipation again. As a streamer, this was essential knowledge.

"If it drops, I'll gift a big sword, I always keep my word... this is a promise from a European noble..."

"How could it drop? If it drops, I'll delete my account..."

"This is Nalak, not the Starlight Dragon. Starlight Dragons are common, but I've never even seen a Nalak mount. It's absolutely impossible for it to drop..."

Ji Feng's hype-building efforts paid off, and the bullet comments surged. As expected, the viewers were not optimistic. If mounts were ranked, this would likely be the hardest mount to get in the Pandaren expansion.

"Alright, since no one is optimistic, I'll start. Let's see if I can get a mount..."

The atmosphere was set, and now it was time for the main performance. It would be fine if it didn't drop, but if it did, the show's impact would be explosive.

"Drop, drop, drop..."

The mount drop rate in World of Warcraft is 50%. Players can increase their chances of getting a mount through "lucky rabbit feet" and other black technologies. And it's a common saying that output in WoW relies on shouting. After all, with the same item level, an unlucky rogue and a lucky rogue have completely different outputs.

The breath of death was quietly approaching. The moment Ji Feng killed Nalak, the electrified soup flowed to his feet.

"Streamer, be careful, streamer seems to have been electrocuted..."

"Whoa, Professor Yang's Hand of Thunder? Streamer, stop playing. I'll gift you a leader later, okay?"

"No, the streamer isn't acting. Look at the streamer's body, this trembling is clearly from being electrocuted, streamer..."

"Damn, the streamer disappeared, what the hell is this black technology."

"I've already called the police, this is definitely a supernatural event."

The moment Ji Feng disappeared, the livestream exploded. The bullet comments were so dense they were almost unreadable, with thousands of viewers exclaiming in astonishment. Such a bizarre event was truly hard to accept.

6,000, 12,000, 16,000, 27,000, 42,000. In less than 10 minutes, Ji Feng's livestream had attracted over 40,000 viewers, nearly matching some popular streamers. It was a shame he couldn't see it. At this moment, Ji Feng's face was filled with shock.

He had transmigrated!

"Brother, don't die... Don't leave me behind. We're almost at the village, hold on, just hold on!" Li Luo Shadowwind cried out loudly on the rugged mountain path.

Beside her, a Pandaren leaned against a green pine tree, slowly closing his eyes and lowering his head.

"Father, Mother, and our third brother are all waiting for us. You absolutely cannot fall asleep... I'll never argue with you again, I'll listen to everything you say from now on..." Seeing her brother close his eyes, Li Luo's tears flowed out like a bursting dam. A trail of tears streamed down her dusty face, truly heartbreaking to behold.

Li Luo Shadowwind, a Pandaren from Zhuo Jin Village and a descendant of the Shadowwind Clan. The Pandaren beside her was her brother, Ji Shadowwind.

"Wuwu... Brother, we've suffered so much, and we're finally going home. How could you collapse at a time like this? No matter what, no one can separate us. I will definitely bring you back to the village..."

Li Luo Shadowwind wore a linen robe, tattered and worn. Only Pandaren slaves wore such clothing, and both she and Ji Shadowwind were dressed in it, their identities immediately apparent.

They were Pandaren conscripted by the Mogu, cursed slaves, the lowest of the low...

Months ago, the Mogu began conscripting Pandaren to the Kun-Lai Summit and Valley of the Four Winds to build the Wandering Isle. Li Luo and Ji were sent to a slave camp. Over the past few months, more and more Pandaren had died on the Great Wall. The two began planning their escape. Several days ago, they secretly fled the "Great Wall Camp" under the cover of night. On the way, Ji was injured by a yeti from the Kun-Lai Summit while protecting Li Luo. Now, he was gravely wounded and beyond saving, which was deeply regrettable.

"Hiss! It hurts so much... What happened to me?" Just as Li Luo was weeping, the Pandaren, who had seemed dead, slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother, that's wonderful, you're alive, it's truly wonderful..." Seeing Ji awaken, Li Luo's face lit up with joy. A small canine tooth peeked out from the corner of her mouth as she tightly hugged Ji Shadowwind.

With the warmth and softness of her embrace, Ji Feng felt no excitement. Instead, his heart was filled with immense shock. He had been on Earth just moments ago, and now, a Pandaren appeared before him. It was a miracle he wasn't scared to death.

"Azeroth Livestream System loaded successfully (Livestream commencing soon). Host will become a member of Pandaria. Host, please complete the livestream mission as soon as possible..."

"Livestream Mission (1): Become the top streamer within 30 days, achieve 3 million concurrent viewers (online), and upgrade the livestream room to Lv6 or higher (large individual tips cannot be used for upgrades). Gain the favor of three ace streamers (must receive Alliance Leader-level tips)."

"Mission Reward: One weak resurrection (100% probability)."

"Note: Based on mission completion, for every additional 1 million popularity points or every additional livestream room level upgrade, the system will issue generous rewards..."

"Livestream Mission (2): Ascend to the throne and become the ruler of the Pandaren Empire within one year."

"Mission Reward: Heart of Pandaria."

"Livestream Mission (3): Gather the 6 World Hearts within two years, awaken the Titans, and fight against the Burning Legion."

"Mission Reward: World Key."

"All livestream missions, once issued, must be completed by the host. Failure to complete a mission will result in the host's complete erasure."

"Side Mission: Not yet unlocked."

As Li Luo hugged Ji Feng, a voice echoed in Ji Feng's mind. It struck his heart like a heavy hammer. He never imagined he would transmigrate with a livestream system, nor that he would transmigrate to Azeroth's Pandaria.