Land of Zuldazar

After leaving Sindragosa Village, Ji Feng and his group boarded the Windfury and headed north, gradually approaching the land of the Pandaren.

In the era before the Sundering, north of Sunstone Peak, the Pandaren established a prosperous and thriving civilization called the Land of Zuldazar. This was a fertile land belonging to the Pandaren, with dozens of villages raising countless Pandaren.

After sailing for more than three days, Ji Feng and his companions finally arrived in the Land of Zuldazar, finally returning to their homeland.

Distant mountains were verdant with pine, snow-white sand churned in the waves, faint sandy shores, birds and geese flew across; a leisurely small bay, exquisitely beautiful from all angles. In Ji Feng's eyes, this region of Zuldazar was Pandaria's "Shangri-La."

"Master Ji, we have returned to the Land of Zuldazar. Now that we've disembarked, if we travel for another two days, we'll be back in the village..." Docking the ship at a wild ferry crossing on the border of Zuldazar, Yao Shi pointed towards the distant hills and said respectfully.

"Alright, notify everyone to prepare to disembark."

Although Ji Feng was still wearing the linen slave robe, there was no trace of a slave about him now. He looked more like a Sage. As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Shi responded and busied himself relaying the order.

Continuous distant mountains, reclining pines and upright bamboo, densely covered in lush green, interspersed with azaleas and violets, in shades of pink, white, purple, and red.

Strange rocks jutted out, the mountains towered into the sky...

After disembarking, Ji Feng gazed into the distance, taking in the captivating scenery.

"Yao Shi, the scenery here is truly excellent. By rights, there should be villages in this area! The sky is already nearing dusk, do we have a place to stay tonight?" Looking at the beautiful scenery all around, Ji Feng suddenly asked.

"Master Ji, if we cross this Whispering Cloud Mountain, we'll reach Whispering Cloud Village. I've been to Whispering Cloud Village before; there are many taverns there, and even more delicious food. We can rest there tonight..." As he spoke, Yao Shi couldn't help but touch the dagger at his waist. He was now equipped with Elven weapons and armor.

"Whispering Cloud Village? I remember that place. The stewed food there is indeed good, haha... Just talking about it makes me hungry..." Ji Feng said with a laugh, patting his stomach.

As they chatted, Ji Feng and his group ascended the mountain.

"Hurry and keep up! If we can escape to the shore, these Mogu won't be able to do anything to us."

"Third Brother, be careful."

"Damn it, the Mogu truly deserve to die! They actually sent troops to massacre our Whispering Cloud Village. We've been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and the Thunder King still won't leave us alone..."

As Ji Feng's group entered the mountain, they hadn't gone far when sounds suddenly erupted from the forest.

Footsteps, shouts. A group of Pandaren emerged from the woods towards them.

"Enemy attack, form ranks..."

"Form ranks."

Hearing the sounds ahead, everyone drew their weapons, ready for battle. Spears in hand, arrows nocked, they formed a simple battle formation.

"Woof! Woof!"

Suddenly, a large dog burst out of the forest, charging straight at Ji Feng. Behind the beast, a group of Pandaren dressed in black robes also appeared.

Seeing the beast, Ji Feng kicked it, sending it flying.

"Be careful."

Seeing Ji Feng kick away the hunting dog, the leader of the approaching group quickly stopped. He spread his hands, blocking the people behind him. This person had brown fur, slightly different from Ji Feng's black and white coat.

"Pandaren from Whispering Cloud Village?" Seeing the approaching group, Ji Feng frowned and asked cautiously.

"That's right, we are indeed warriors from Whispering Cloud Village. We have Mogu pursuers behind us..."

Just as the person began to speak, a sharp cry suddenly echoed from the forest.

"Long, the Mogu have caught up. What should we do now! We can't waste any more time, let's go..." With Ji Feng blocking the mountain path ahead and Mogu pursuers behind, this group of Whispering Cloud warriors became extremely flustered.

"Everyone, calm down. We mean no harm. We were originally planning to stop by Whispering Cloud Village."

"How many Mogu pursuers are there, and what is their strength? Speak quickly..."

Since they were from Whispering Cloud Village, Ji Feng naturally wanted to help them. He also wanted to gauge the strength of the Mogu.

"There are twelve Mogu pursuers, all of them Angu elites. If it were a one-on-one unarmed fight, their strength would be about the same as mine, but we have no weapons, so we don't dare to engage them." The young Pandaren with brown fur explained anxiously.

He was the leader of this group, and his strength was the strongest, so he knew the Mogu pursuers' strength best.

Yanggu, Yugu, Angu – the Mogu race had three major armies. The group pursuing these Whispering Cloud people was an Angu troop, the Angu elites sent by the Thunder King to "cleanse" Kun-Lai Summit.

"Twelve people, is it? I understand. You and your brothers don't need to flee anymore. I will kill the invading Mogu soldiers here. You should take cover behind us for now!" Ji Feng had the system, which allowed him to see a group of gray-white skulls approaching him on the map. He didn't take enemies like this seriously at all.

"Thank you for your help. Please forgive my presumption, but could you give me a long saber? I want to fight alongside you..."

"I, Long Suxin, offer my respects..."

The Pandaren with brown fur clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully. The "Salute of Clasped Hands" was a very solemn form of greeting.

"Haha, give him a long saber. Everyone spread out and let these brothers from the Whispering Cloud clan pass..."

As Ji Feng spoke, he nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Shi handed the long saber from behind him to Long Suxin. At the same time, the Pandaren and Elven warriors parted ways in the middle, clearing a path to allow the newcomers to retreat behind the mountain path.

"Roar."

As the sound drew near, Long Suxin gritted his teeth, drew his long saber, and with a flash of white light, his entire demeanor became sharp. This fellow was indeed a skilled swordsman.

The Doom Cleaver, forged by an Elven master blacksmith, was the best weapon the Elves had given. A good saber matched with a famous general promised a spectacular battle to come...

Crack!

A dull sound echoed, and Mogu soldiers suddenly appeared in the forest. With pointed jaws and fangs, round eyes, the Mogu had purplish-blue skin, and their mouths were filled with blood and residue, truly terrifying.

"Leave none alive, release the arrows!"

The moment the Mogu appeared, Ji Feng let out a roar. He hadn't expected the Mogu to be so ferocious. The blood on their mouths was indeed Pandaren blood. These Mogu actually ate Pandaren.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Before the Mogu could react, dozens of arrows flew towards them. These were magical arrows from the Elves, and their power was considerable. In an instant, the three Mogu who had peeked out were "instantly killed."

Seeing the Mogu elites "instantly killed," the Whispering Cloud warriors hiding behind Ji Feng were all stunned. At this moment, the air itself seemed to freeze.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A few breaths later, the slain Mogu soldiers crashed to the ground. Meanwhile, Ji Feng and Long Suxin were already charging towards the Mogu elites.