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Chapter 22

You're Courting Death

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Ji Feng took out the Celestial Mint Coins, instantly drawing everyone's attention. These two Celestial Mint Coins were truly extraordinary.

During the era of the Supreme Celestials more than two thousand years ago, a single Celestial Mint Coin could be exchanged for a piece of high-grade equipment in the Elf Empire. Celestial Mint Coins were exceedingly precious...

Celestial Mint Coins were personally minted by the Four August Celestials and could not be counterfeited by others. Moreover, the newer the coin, the more divine power it contained. The Celestial Mint Coins Ji Feng had produced were constantly radiating divine power, leaving everyone utterly astonished.

"These are real Celestial Mint Coins! My god! They're actually real... How is that possible?!"

"These truly are Vermilion Crane Mint Coins. I once saw this kind of coin in Mentor Ravencrest's hands. Mentor Ravencrest always wore a Vermilion Crane Mint Coin, and this one is exactly the same as the one I saw."

Falondar and Illidan could not take their eyes off the Celestial Mint Coins. Both of them were incomparably stunned.

"In this age, those who struggle desperately become slaves, those who do nothing become sages, and the tyrannical Mogu rule the world. Justice is gone, freedom is nowhere to be found, and the Pandaren wear shackles and chains. How lamentable, the fall of the world... The Four August Celestials have been imprisoned for more than two thousand years and driven from their homeland. Now the Mogu want to enslave the world as well. They are courting death..."

Strike while the iron was hot; a second effort weakened, and a third failed. If you were going to show off, you had to carry it through in one breath!

"...I'm fucking impressed. How could he be this awesome..."

"No wonder Illidan liked saying 'courting death' ten thousand years later. Brother Feng taught him that..."

"Showing off in front of Illidan using Illidan's own lines—Brother Feng truly was Brother Feng... He'd actually left Illidan speechless. That felt incredible..."

"Better than getting off while staring at a goddess..."

Ten thousand years later, Illidan had an opening line so famous that nearly everyone knew it: "I have been imprisoned for ten thousand years, and now, you dare enter my realm. You are not prepared!" After delivering that line, Illidan would pull out his warglaives and soar into the sky. That was the peak of his showing off. At this moment, Ji Feng was unleashing his ultimate move as well.

"Now the Mogu wish to enslave the world. They are courting death..." Ji Feng said in Illidan's tone from ten thousand years later.

The moment his words fell, Ji Feng waved his hand, and Thunderfury, Blessed Blade of the Windseeker abruptly appeared in his grasp. Lightning flashed, the wind howled, and at that moment, there was no need to say anything more.

"A model for showing off. Only my old village chief—no... only Brother Feng deserves a grand sword reward."

"Trying to show off before Brother Feng? Even Illidan wasn't qualified..."

"Please let me be your fangirl!"

The highest realm of showing off was using your enemy's method to show off, and doing it even better than your enemy. "You are courting death" had been changed to "They are courting death." Not only did it not feel out of place, but against the backdrop of this era, it even carried an unrestrained boldness that treated the Mogu Empire as beneath notice. The viewers had no choice but to call this style of showing off authentic.

"This is a weapon bestowed by the White Tiger Celestial, White Tiger's Fury, Blessed Blade of the Windseeker. Lord Falondar, General Illidan, I presume you understand the power it possesses..."

On the continent of Pandaria, only two beings could command lightning. One was the Thunder King, while the other was the great figure known as the White Tiger Celestial, Xuen. This weapon carried the power of thunder, and the Pandaren and Mogu were mortal enemies. There was no longer any need to explain where this sword had come from.

"Ji, Illidan offended you earlier. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please do not take offense! Please do not take offense!"

"My Sindragosa clan has always been on good terms with the Shadowwind Clan. Why would we ever make the Shadowwind Clan submit to us? Everything earlier was merely a misunderstanding. A misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!" With an apologetic smile, Lord Falondar completely stopped mentioning the alliance oath. At this point, he felt incomparably awkward. He did not have the courage to poach from the Four August Celestials.

"No one wanted this to happen... Since it was a misunderstanding, then let it go. Lord Falondar, it is getting late. May we leave now?"

After putting Thunderfury away again, Ji Feng gestured toward the window. Outside, the sun was already slanting westward.

"Of course. Ji, you may leave whenever you wish." Lord Falondar stepped forward a few paces and said with a somewhat cordial smile.

There was an aristocratic courtesy in that smile. It was pure politeness, yet no one could sense even the slightest bit of happiness from him...

"Then we shall take our leave."

"Oh, right, my lord. There is something I do not know whether I should say. I remember it was once said to educate me. Well! The most important things in life are virtue and spirit. As long as you rely on those two things, you can go very high and very far..."

As he walked, Ji Feng abruptly stopped before the main entrance of the hall. With his back to Falondar and Illidan, he said this for no apparent reason.

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed open the main doors and left the hall.

"Fuck... When it comes to bragging, Brother Feng is still the only one I acknowledge. I'm outclassed. I concede defeat..."

"The artisan spirit of our great Japan is nothing compared to how thoroughly streamer Ji Feng brags. This is artisan spirit..."

"Oh my god, dance dance dance..."

"I thought turning the situation around had already been today's climax. I never expected that I wasn't even in the same league as Brother Feng! Brother Feng truly was Brother Feng—he had to show off even while running away..."

"Mom asked me why I was watching the stream on my knees..."

In Japan, there was a kind of person called an artisan. Someone who took a craft or skill to its utmost limit, regardless of profit or time, was an artisan. That was artisan spirit.

An ordinary person could only show off to the level of being passable, but Ji Feng could show off perfectly, flawlessly... Perhaps he did not always do it well, but he always showed off with dedication. For a first-rate artisan, character mattered more than skill. The same was true of a first-rate show-off.

"Show off with dedication, and show off well. Brothers and sisters of the stream, today's broadcast was pretty good, right? Please favorite, recommend, and send some rewards..."

After leaving the hall of the Windrage encampment, Ji Feng suddenly felt much more relaxed. Now that voice chat had been unbanned, he quietly chatted with the viewers.

If you treated others sincerely, they would treat you sincerely in return. Sometimes viewers did not refuse to send rewards; rather, your stream simply was not good enough. After the previous two broadcasts, Ji Feng's streaming skills had improved somewhat. The moment he spoke this time, an unimaginable force erupted within the livestream room.

"Well! The most important thing in life is being happy. My wife and I were happy today... Sir, you are truly talented. Grand sword reward ×2..."

"Brother Feng, there's something I don't know whether I should say. Rewarding one Show-Off King School Belle."

"There's something I should say or not say. Sending a big airplane... Brother Feng, I will always be your little bee. In my heart, you will always be the King of Showing Off."

"Doubao ×99 combo."

"Bamboo ×666 combo."

"Fireworks ×888 combo."

If gifts in the livestream room usually appeared one after another, then at this moment they were flooding in screen after screen. Regardless of nationality, wealth, identity, or status, all the viewers were offering their goodwill.

"Well! The most important thing in life is being happy! What could be happier than sending a wave of gifts after watching the stream?"

At this moment, countless red reward notifications filled the livestream room. It had already gone beyond godlike.

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