Epic Account

Having transmigrated to Azeroth, Ji Feng still could not adapt at first. But after confirming that he had a system, he was no longer panicking.

"Li Luo, no... little sister, let go of me first! It feels like my wound has split open again..." It took Ji Feng quite a while to sort through the memories in his mind. Grimacing in pain, he gently pulled free from Li Luo's embrace.

At this moment, Ji Feng's feelings were incredibly complicated.

Although he loved World of Warcraft dearly, he had never imagined that he would transmigrate to Azeroth. As a veteran player, he understood all too well just how terrifying this world was.

The Old Gods, the Elemental Lords, the Burning Legion, the Qiraji, Deathwing, the Orc Armies... Azeroth was a world filled with war. Even with the system in hand, Ji Feng secretly felt that life here would not be easy.

"Brother, you haven't eaten anything for days. I bet you're starving. Hurry and eat this Red Bean Bun!" While Ji Feng was thinking, Li Luo carefully took half a Red Bean Bun from the cloth pouch at her waist. It looked as though it had been kept for a long time and was nearly cracked and dry.

Since fleeing from the Mogu Slave Camp, the two of them had crossed nearly half of Kun-Lai Summit. After fleeing for over half a month, they had eaten all the food they had brought. This Red Bean Bun was their last remaining ration.

"Cough, cough... Red Bean Bun? Li Luo, could you feed me? I really am starving..." Although the bun did not look very appetizing, Ji Feng could not afford to care about that right now.

Hearing him, Li Luo nodded and carefully brought the Red Bean Bun to his mouth.

After taking a huge bite, Ji Feng suddenly heard a voice in his mind. The system notification sounded once more: "Red Bean Bun: made from red beans and flour. Restores 2 health over 20 seconds. You must remain seated while eating. If you spend at least 10 seconds eating, you will gain the Well Fed effect. Haste increased by 30 for 1 hour."

The moment Ji Feng swallowed the Red Bean Bun, he felt the searing pain in his chest ease somewhat. At the same time, an interface appeared in his mind.

"Stamina +1, +2. Host's health has stabilized. System panel and attribute enhancement panel successfully activated..."

Class: Monk

Agility: 47 (primary attribute)

Stamina: 61

Armor: 1

Base Critical Strike: 2%

Base Haste: 10% (current Haste increased by 30)

Base Mastery: 20%

Base Versatility: 3%

In World of Warcraft, players had seven attributes, and different classes had different primary attributes. As a Pandaren slave, Ji Feng's primary attribute was Agility, which meant that he had no magical ability. The primary attribute was also called the unique attribute and could not be changed.

Stamina was a universal attribute for all classes. Mages, rogues, shamans, warriors... all possessed Stamina.

Armor was an equipment attribute. Without equipment, there would be no value in that category.

Agility, Stamina, and Armor were known as the three basic attributes, while Critical Strike, Haste, Mastery, and Versatility were known as the four enhancement attributes.

In World of Warcraft, potions, food, blessings, and the like could all raise the four enhancement attributes. Of course, such enhancements had time limits and usually lasted for one hour.

"How is this possible? How is this possible... This is the Azeroth system... This system, this system is absurdly overpowered! The system is actually my game account!"

Seeing the panel in his mind, Ji Feng could not help but exclaim in astonishment.

Character Info, Spellbook and Skills, Specializations and Talents, Achievement Quests, Collections, Adventure Guide... the Azeroth system in Ji Feng's mind was none other than his "Epic" account.

A full set of 6.0 epic equipment, achievement points, 300 mounts, 700 pets, over 100 toys, a complete set of heirlooms, and more than 1,000 appearance transmogs. Bringing such an account to Pandaria was truly enough to make Ji Feng unstoppable.

"Cough, cough... Li Luo, you haven't eaten for days either, have you? This Red Bean Bun is probably our last bit of food!" Although he had only taken one bite, Ji Feng had already recovered considerably. He pushed away Li Luo's little hand and spoke with a serious expression.

"Brother, I'm not hungry. You eat it! I already ate..." Li Luo replied, but Ji Feng still noticed the subtle change in her eyes.

If this were some old-fashioned melodramatic novel, the two of them would be pushing the Red Bean Bun back and forth. In the end, the protagonist would eat it through tears. It was a classic fantasy trope, moving enough to make readers weep, the sort of scene great authors used to harvest tears. But right now, Ji Feng clearly had no intention of acting out some miserable drama with Li Luo.

"Li Luo, you will never have to suffer again. You will never go hungry again. I promise you."

"This is Roasted Crescent Saber-toothed Fish, this is a large Thunder King Steak, Grilled Tabby Ram, Two-headed Dragon Flatbread, and of course, my favorite, Draenor Vitality Potion..."

As Ji Feng spoke, he seemingly performed a magic trick, pulling several foods from his empty waist pouch.

The food looked, smelled, and tasted wonderful, enough to make anyone drool at first sight. Ji Feng had taken all of it from his "backpack." Since the system was his account, his account used a 28-slot Imperial Backpack, and there was plenty of food inside...

Ji Feng discovered that Spellbook and Skills, Specializations, Quests, Collections, and Adventure Guide could not be opened. Only the backpack was available, but even that alone was enough to restore him fully.

Saber-toothed Fish? Thunder King Steak? Tabby Ram... Brother, where did you get all this food? I've never even heard of these foods before!" Li Luo asked in astonishment as she looked at the feast Ji Feng had produced.

"Don't ask yet. Have a taste first..."

Ji Feng took off his Linen Robe and spread it over the ground. Then he stuffed the Two-headed Dragon Flatbread in his hand into Li Luo's mouth.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm... It's so delicious! It's ten times more delicious than the best thing I've ever eaten..."

"This flavor is like the freshest peaches. That lively sweet-and-sour taste blends with the sweet-and-salty flatbread, creating a marvel that is impossible to describe. All the vitality I lost from hunger has come back..." Having tasted the flavors of Draenor cuisine, Li Luo nearly swallowed her tongue. In only three bites, she finished an entire flatbread.

"Haha, Li Luo, eat slowly. Don't choke. I'm not going to fight you for it..."

Ji Feng held the Vitality Potion in his hand. It could help heal his injuries. Like someone drinking fine wine, he gently swirled the bottle and sniffed its fragrance before drinking.

The taste of Healing Salve blended with Draenor Mana Potion was exquisite. If savored slowly, one could feel countless particles jumping vividly inside the mouth. When the auras of life, mana, and vitality merged together, they seemed to form a harmonious force. It was the power of life, unique and incomparable.

Slowly drinking the potion, Ji Feng said blissfully, "So this is the flavor that runs through the taste buds and gums, as though it can seep into every cell of the human body? Its rich, lingering aroma is refined and mellow, delicate yet powerful, balanced yet concentrated. Its velvety texture is smooth and elegant. As expected of a top-tier World of Warcraft potion, the Draenor Vitality Potion!"

At that moment, a saying suddenly surfaced in Ji Feng's mind: Young man, let me teach you how to taste wine!

"Brother... I'm done eating. I'm so full, burp..." While Ji Feng was still immersed in his own intoxication, Li Luo suddenly let out a burp, pulling him back down to earth.

"Cough, cough... You're done? Uh... Li Luo, you certainly have quite an appetite..." Before Ji Feng was nothing but scraps, and Li Luo had even picked the bones clean.

"Brother... will you still be able to make food appear like you did today? I heard only those High Elf clans from the northern empire know that kind of food-conjuring magic. I wonder where you learned it. Could it have been guidance from our ancestors?" Li Luo rubbed her round belly and leaned against a blue stone behind her.

At this point, the two of them looked nothing like refugees. They looked more like they were having a picnic. If they changed into clean clothes, anyone unaware of the situation might think they had come to the mountains for leisure. Full and relaxed, Li Luo's voice had become lazy as well.

"High Elves? Could it be... Li Luo, I want to clear something up. What year is it now? Is Emperor Shaohao currently ruling?"

In the game, Ji Feng knew of only one Pandaren emperor, so he could only mention Shaohao's name. In the memories he had merged with, there was no mention of The Sundering. Therefore, he could guess that he had arrived in Azeroth's ancient era.

"Emperor Shaohao? Brother, I've never heard of an Emperor Shaohao. That name doesn't sound like a Mogu name. It sounds more like a Pandaren name. Unfortunately, we Pandaren have never had an emperor..."

"Pandaria has only one emperor now, and that is the Mogu emperor, the Thunder King..."

"The Thunder King has ruled the world for two thousand years. He imprisoned the Four August Celestials, ordered the hundred races to build the magnificent Wandering Isle, and gathered all weapons under heaven to forge the imperial court..." Li Luo sighed with emotion.

She did not know how terrifying her words sounded to Ji Feng.

"This is the era when Thunder King's Reign was at its height, the era when the Thunder King's Court suppressed the entire world. This is the darkest era in Pandaria's history... This is actually the era before The Sundering..."

Ji Feng unconsciously swallowed and muttered in shock.

"The Sundering? Brother... Third Brother once said that hope always lies ahead, as long as we do not lose faith in life. You must not give up... I believe darkness will eventually pass, and dawn will always come..." Li Luo did not understand what The Sundering was. Seeing Ji Feng mutter nonsense, she choked back tears.

Hearing Li Luo's words, a figure surfaced in Ji Feng's mind. Black robes, black hair, a tall frame. The figure was his third brother, Kang.

"According to ancient history, three hundred years from now, the Pandaren will rise up and overthrow the Mogu's rule. The great task of pacifying the world will fall upon a Pandaren named Kang. I once completed the lorewalker quests..."

"Kang? Is my third brother the Pandaren rebel leader who will pacify the world, Kang the Fist of Dawn..." Goosebumps rose all over Ji Feng's body as he murmured to himself.

At that moment, countless birds suddenly took flight from the forest below the mountain. To his surprise, someone was coming up the mountain.

The pursuers had come?