Pandaren Should Aspire to the World, Saving the Nation and Stabilizing the Country

When he was mocked for the first time, Ji Feng tolerated it out of respect for Sage Yan Suxin. However, Sage Feili's repeated taunts made it impossible for Ji Feng to swallow his pride.

Moreover, he was planning to form an alliance with Whispering Cloud Village. If Feili Village wanted to interfere now, how could he give them the chance? If he didn't retaliate now, when would he?

"Sage Feili, I am a slave, that's true… I was once a Mogu slave. However, this slave once defeated the Mogu warrior Shanbu. This slave, with my own strength, brought my sister back from The Wandering Isle. This slave gained the support of the Elf race's Sindragosa Village in three days. Tell me, how does this slave compare to you?"

Having spoken, Ji Feng was prepared to burn all bridges. He could sense that the combat power of these Sages was not particularly strong, so he felt fearless.

"You have quite the audacity! What are you saying? You dare to compare yourself to me? I am a Sage of Feili Village…" Upon hearing Ji Feng's words, Sage Feili was furious. He immediately stood up and said.

At this moment, the other Sages whispered amongst themselves, all utterly shocked. They had never expected Ji Feng to dare to confront a Sage directly; this had never happened before.

"Hahaha… So what if you're a Sage of Feili Village? I'll ask you now, what commendable deeds have you accomplished? Tell me, so I can praise you, the great Sage of esteemed origin…"

Ji Feng laughed brazenly and also stood up.

Most Pandaren in the Land of Zuldazar lived their entire lives within their own small territories. Even Sages would not easily leave the Land of Zuldazar. In fact, some Sages had no idea whether the strength of Mogu warriors was strong or weak. They were all traditionalists among the Pandaren, how could they achieve any earth-shattering accomplishments?

"I… I've done many great things! What I've done, what I've done, you wouldn't understand! Repelling Zandalar, fighting with the Yaungol. You've probably never even seen these races before." Sage Feili's face turned red, veins bulging on his forehead, as he argued loudly.

"Heh heh… I feel like this old guy is lying. He never fought Zandalar or the Yaungol."

"Brother Feng, expose him! You must expose him! Preferably, make him get thoroughly humiliated. Damn it, this old geezer is really something else, and he's still acting so high and mighty! He's exactly like my homeroom teacher when he was showing off. I really want to break his legs!"

"Brother Feng, where's your positive energy? I only see showing off, no positive energy! I've called my entire family to watch your stream tonight. Don't mess this up for me!"

"Streamer, you seem to have the upper hand now, but you still haven't answered about the Ancestral Legacy. The situation will completely shift to this old guy soon. Hurry and find a solution."

The number of viewers in the live stream had now climbed to 700,000, with an overwhelming number of comments. Most viewers were calling their friends and family to watch the stream together. Whether Ji Feng succeeded or failed in his showboating today was of great importance.

"Dear viewers! For this act of showboating, I have prepared myself for the Pandaren. In fact, tonight I also wanted to see the intentions of the Pandaren. The good show tonight has begun ahead of schedule."

Taking a deep breath, Ji Feng sent a comment.

At the same time, he looked around at the Sages and the warriors surrounding them, and suddenly spoke.

"Sage Feili, I admire the earth-shattering deeds you've accomplished. However, today I want to talk about us. I want to talk about our Pandaren race. Have we, in all our actions, truly done anything, even one thing, that can be passed down to future generations? As long as the Mogu oppress us, we Pandaren will never have the qualification to be recorded in history…"

"The so-called Ancestral Legacy is the martial arts of our ancestors, the spirit of the Sages. Now, I have mastered the martial arts of our ancestors, I have inherited the spirit of our ancestors…"

The first level of showboating is to make others "verbally agree but mentally disagree," which is a superficial level achieved through martial force. A higher level is to make others "sincerely agree and be convinced," which requires martial force combined with personal charisma. The highest level is undoubtedly to make someone convinced for a lifetime, making them truly admire you. Today, Ji Feng aims to achieve this highest level of showboating.

"What the f*ck… Is the streamer crazy? He actually admitted that he has mastered the Pandaren Ancestral Legacy. The streamer doesn't seem to have anything representing the ancestors on him!"

"The situation is still three-seven. Don't dive under the tower and feed! There's still a chance to turn the tide. Brother Feng, don't give up!"

"Brother Feng, I don't understand this round of your showboating at all? Is it because the level is too low? Or are you making a fool of yourself…"

"It's over! I think the streamer is a complete idiot!"

The viewers couldn't understand what Ji Feng was trying to do. The comments were flying, and the majority were criticizing him. Everyone genuinely thought the streamer had gone mad.

"Ji Shadowwind, I must admit, the few things you just said are incredible, and I don't think you're lying. I have to say, you are talented. Now that you mention the ancestors, I can't help but ask, what is the spirit of the ancestors? What is the martial art of the ancestors?"

At this moment, Sage Xuehua also stood up. The two young Pandaren women sitting beside her also looked towards Ji Feng.

"The spirit of the ancestors… The spirit of the ancestors is faith, honor, unity, and the determination to change this world. What you desire is peace for your village, you desire the reputation of a Sage. But I no longer consider these things. Before being a descendant of Shadowwind, I am first a Pandaren."

Using poems and songs to show off and slap faces is a novice approach that can at most achieve the level of "sincerely agreeing and being convinced." Even the best poetry cannot compare to the impact of societal changes. Ji Feng is about to stir up a super wave.

"Hahaha… I don't want to hear these words. I just want to know if the ancestors gave you any tokens, or if any prophecies were passed down. If you're trying to be sensational and compete for a Sage position, I advise you not to waste your effort…"

Sage Feili frowned, speaking with some dissatisfaction.

"Mediocre people only pursue fame and fortune, never thinking of changing the world; extraordinary people should know that what they have seen is still very little. Before you arrogantly believe you can rule the village, you should first see how vast the world is. Now that we are at a critical juncture of life and death, what is the point of still pursuing a false reputation?"

As Ji Feng spoke, the evening breeze blew, rustling his linen robe. His voice was not loud, but every word struck the heart, moving people.

Aspiring to the world, saving the nation and pacifying the country!

At this moment, even if Ji Feng were wrapped in a rag, no one would dare to underestimate him. In this era, in the Land of Zuldazar, no Pandaren had ever said such words. What Ji Feng was saying now, in the eyes of the Pandaren Sages, was like piercing the fog in their hearts, exposing all the darkness before them.

"Continue."

At this moment, in this slightly crowded room, all eyes were focused on Ji Feng. The Sage of Jingji Village also stood up.

"Before I speak, I would like to ask all the Sages, what status do you think the Pandaren will have in the future? And can we defeat the Mogu?" As Ji Feng spoke, he picked up a wine bowl from the table and drank a cup.

Currently, under the iron hooves of the Mogu, the Pandaren were barely surviving, living day by day with no guarantee of tomorrow. In such times, the Sages had truly not considered the future. Ji Feng's question brought a sudden silence to the surroundings.

"I once thought that we could return to the south of Kun-Lai Summit and live peaceful lives there."

"I once thought that we could also resist the Mogu, and we could occupy Kun-Lai Summit and the Emerald Forest…"

No one had ever thought, or rather, no one had dared to think, that one day, the Pandaren would rule Pandaria. They also couldn't imagine that more than a thousand years later, the Pandaren Emperor Shaohao would integrate into Pandaria, or rather, become Pandaria.

"Have you ever thought about establishing a Pandaren Empire, from the Land of Zuldazar in the north to Krasarang Jungle in the south, The Wandering Isle in the west, and the Emerald Forest in the east, with its imperial capital established in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms?"

"In April, listen to the sounds of green bamboo and clear wind in the Emerald Forest; in July, spend the summer in the mountains of Shadow-Panther Temple on Kun-Lai Summit; in October, bathe in the starry sky in the wheat fields of the Valley of the Four Winds; in January, enjoy fresh, fat fish in Krasarang Jungle…"

"Living in an era that belongs to the Pandaren is not a wasted life."

Ji Feng painted a grand picture for them, weaving a beautiful dream. This dream, compared to reality, was truly like heaven and earth.

"A Pandaren Empire? An empire that occupies all of Pandaria? A unique empire, an unprecedented empire? Haha…" At this moment, the Sage of Qianmo Village also stood up.

At this moment, all the Pandaren envisioned such an empire in their minds.

An empire belonging to the Pandaren.