Swear Blood as Allies, Never Forget Why We Started

The innkeeper's daughter [Joyful Nights Are Too Short].

The innkeeper's daughter [Second Bloom].

The innkeeper's daughter [What's That Smell?].

There were plenty of achievements related to the innkeeper's daughter. Any veteran driver would understand.

Amid laughter and cheer, maintenance began in the livestream.

As system maintenance began, Ji Feng and his group returned to the village. Under the witness of the four Sages, he and Sage Feili drew up an agreement.

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"I, the undersigned, hereinafter referred to as 'Ji,' solemnly pledge to accept the terms proposed by the Sage of Feili Village.

"These terms include training the warriors of Feili Village, teaching them the ancestral path of Feili Village, and, after overthrowing the Shadowwind Clan, passing the recipes for brewing Qi Wine and Mana Tea to Feili Village..."

"In exchange, Feili Village agrees to provide the materials needed to brew Qi Wine and Mana Tea, as well as transportation and so on... and guarantees their quality."

"The obligations and responsibilities of both parties are stated above. The contract shall now be signed in blood."

On Earth, there was an extremely famous document called the Declaration of Independence. Neither Ji Feng nor Sage Feili could have imagined that the contract they signed today would one day become as renowned as the Declaration of Independence. It was the first document of the monk era, and it carried epoch-making significance.

"Very well... this will do! I shall now sign my name in blood..."

Ji Feng cut his finger with a knife, signed his name beneath the contract, and pressed down his fingerprint. The contract was sealed.

"Ji Shadowwind, the medicinal herbs you need will be delivered soon. I will help you settle everything as quickly as possible. I still have matters to attend to, so I shall not disturb you further. Sage Yan, Sage Xuehua, Sage Jingji, Sage Qianmo, farewell." Sage Feili did not want to remain for even another minute. After offering a salute, he left with his two disciples.

Sage Feili took the original copy, while Ji Feng kept the duplicate and placed it in his backpack.

"Four Sages, once Sage Feili delivers the medicinal herbs, I will return to Shadowwind Village. How are the Mogu forces currently distributed across the Land of Zuldazar? Do the four of you know?" After putting away the duplicate contract, Ji Feng bowed to the four Sages and asked.

Ji Feng and the four Sages were currently on the third floor of the Sage Tower, where Sage Yan had always studied and cultivated. As Ji Feng spoke, Sage Yan pointed at the table and said, "I do not know how the Mogu forces are distributed, but I know a shortcut from Whispering Cloud Village to Shadowwind Village. Come, take a look at this map with me..."

A stone map lay on the table, inscribed with the words: Land of Zuldazar.

On the map, Whispering Cloud Village lay in the south, while Shadowwind Village was in the north. A massive mountain range stood between the two villages, and Ji Feng's group would have to cross it on this journey.

"These are the Zuldazar Mountains. Once you cross them, you can return to Shadowwind Village. In this part of the mountains, there is a trestle bridge built by ancient Trolls. You can travel through this area, but be careful. There may be cloud serpents there."

Sage Yan traced a route across the stone map with his finger and pointed out the starting point of the trestle bridge to Ji Feng.

"Cloud serpents? Cloud Serpents? Interesting, very interesting... Sage Yan, have you ever considered that, in the future, we Pandaren might ride cloud serpents into battle against the Mogu?" Ji Feng said with a smile after hearing about the Cloud Serpents.

"Ji, you actually want to ride cloud serpents into battle? That is simply impossible. I have never heard of cloud serpents submitting to Pandaren..."

None of the four Sages could have imagined that, years later, the Pandaren would possess a powerful Cloud Serpent cavalry corps, whose fame would spread far and wide.

"Ji, I was worried before, but now I feel much more at ease. If you take the mountain route, you will probably avoid the Mogu army."

"This time, the Mogu have sent tens of thousands of troops to attack our Land of Zuldazar. I do not know how many villages in the southwest and northwest remain unconquered. Before I came here, I heard that the Mogu had already occupied more than a dozen villages in those regions."

At that moment, Sage Jingji pointed toward the west of the map.

In this era, the Mogu center was Thunder King's Court, located on the Isle of Thunder. The Isle of Thunder lay southwest of Kun-Lai Summit, so the southwest of the Land of Zuldazar faced the Mogu army's frontal assault. The fighting there was the fiercest.

"The northwest, the southwest, Shadowwind Village... I never expected Shadowwind Village to be right in the middle of the western Land of Zuldazar. That is quite a good location! Four Sages, if I can depose Sage Shadowwind, I will send people to support the other villages..." Ji Feng said gravely as he studied the map.

When the lips were gone, the teeth would feel the cold. Ji Feng understood that principle.

Yet in the eyes of the four Sages, Ji Feng's words showed that he truly possessed the character of a Sage. The four exchanged glances and nodded unconsciously.

"Ji, could you tell us more about the Ancestral Legacy? Apart from Qi Wine, are there any special training methods or places required?" After discussing the return to the village, Sage Yan brought up cultivation again.

In World of Warcraft, monk training rested on three aspects: agility, strength, and meditation. Every monk player understood how to train in those three areas... Agility training was nothing more than plum blossom poles, while strength training involved breaking bamboo, wood, and stone. Meditation meant seated contemplation.

These methods were not profound secrets, and Ji Feng taught them to the four Sages one by one.

"Once they can run and leap across plum blossom poles, their agility training will be complete. By then, the Mogu will never be able to touch Pandaren Windwalker warriors, swift as the wind."

"When a warrior's strength is enough to shatter a stone slab one finger-width thick, even elite Mogu warriors will be unable to do anything to the Pandaren tribes."

"When Pandaren warriors comprehend mana through meditation, a single burst of qi will allow them to easily heal wounded warriors. By then, killing Pandaren will no longer be so easy for the Mogu. A powerful warrior can restore strength and vitality in battle. At that point, we will have no need to fear Mogu warriors."

After Ji Feng finished speaking, the four Sages could scarcely believe it. They had never imagined that Ancestral Power could be so formidable.

If the Mogu were tigers, then the Pandaren were humans. An untrained human could not defeat a tiger, but after a series of training, he would become a martial artist. In China, the tale of Wu Song fighting a tiger was known in every household.

Once Ji Feng returned to the village, he could unlock the three great talents of Windwalker, Brewmaster, and Mistweaver. Then he could instantly become an "unrivaled master," capable of fighting flies and tigers alike.

"All right, it is about time. Ji, I will have someone prepare a meal for you shortly. You must be exhausted after today. The three of you, we should leave as well..." Before they knew it, Ji Feng and the four Sages had talked until noon. At that moment, Sage Yan heard a faint sound and could not help but smile.

Ji Feng's stomach was growling.

"Yes, yes, yes... I nearly forgot. Ji, see you tomorrow..." Sage Xuehua heard it as well. She brushed aside the white hair before her forehead and smiled.

After bidding each other farewell, Ji Feng ate his fill and soon drifted into a drowsy sleep. Perhaps his fight with Sage Feili had drained his strength, or perhaps teaching the Pandaren the way of the monk had lifted the burden from his shoulders. He slept for a long time.

During that sleep, he dreamed of many things.

"Ji Feng, can that livestream of yours really make money? You have been streaming for months. If it still does not work out, come back and help the family with its work!"

In his dream, Ji Feng saw memories from before he crossed over. He saw his family.

"Of course livestreaming can make money. No matter how poor I get, I still have a salary. I will not starve to death..." Ji Feng replied.

"Make money, my ass! I looked through every recent transaction on your bank card. You have not earned a single cent in the past few months. How long are you planning to keep fooling around like this?"

"Maybe I have not earned much yet, but one day, I will become a top streamer. Everyone needs a dream."

Livestreaming was not just for money. It was also about fulfilling a dream. Even after crossing over to Azeroth, Ji Feng had never forgotten that dream. He had always wanted to give his viewers the best livestreams.

Perhaps this dream was reminding him not to forget why he started. After all, the best livestreams had to be crafted with care. After all, the system was only a system...