"Damn it! You're just playing tricks! Are you the Dharma King of the East Sea?" As he asked the question, the soldier's fish-cutting knife flashed, and a storm of blades slashed down like a torrential rain, chilling the air.

Li Changzhou loosened his fingers from the pellet and flicked it.

Boom!

The sturdy fish-cutting knife broke into three pieces, and he then struck out with his palm.

The soldier was blasted away, his armor shattered into pieces, and he escaped like an arrow.

It flew for dozens of meters before finally crashing into the sea with a splash.

"Whoosh!" A bullet slipped from under a fingernail, fell onto the deck, and rolled to the side of a soldier's shoe.

"Gulp." The soldiers on the ship made a unified swallowing sound.

"Eastern Sea Dharma King! Boundless magical power! Giant Kun from the sea! Divine Python from the sky!" Several men tied to ropes shouted and cheered.

The guy, whose legs had been slashed in several places, bled from his legs with every shout, yet he remained fanatical, chanting "Boundless magic power" as if possessed.

"...Release them, then pull that one out of the sea," Li Changzhou ordered the stunned soldiers.

He walked toward the armchair on the deck, when suddenly he heard another sound of winter.

“And,” he pointed to the mast, “it’s bad luck to lose a head.”

Li Changzhou sat down on the grand master's chair, and with a flick of his flowing sleeves befitting his 'boundless magical power,' he unleashed the Life and Death Bond and the Summoning of Bonds.

The void suddenly expanded, like the eyes of a demon.

The soldiers, who had initially hesitated, began to act eagerly.

"...The Dutch received news that Koxinga was coming to reclaim the island, and ordered all the indigenous people to burn all crops and farmland and to monitor the Han people."

"If we burn the crops, what will we eat?!"

"Let's just rebel! Let's fight these damned red devils to the death!"

"Do you have guns and cannons? If you're going to rebel, you should wait until Koxinga's navy arrives. Rebeling now is just suicide!"

"By the time Lord Koxinga arrives, all the crops will have been burned!"

"It's better than us going to our deaths now and getting all of us killed."

"you--"

"Shut up, all of you!" the elderly woman snapped, and the room fell silent.

The old man looked up and saw a stunningly beautiful woman with exquisite features and snow-white skin, dressed in elegant Ming-style Hanfu with a light blue long skirt.

Yang Qinglan opened her eyes, her eyes as clear as autumn water, and the whole room seemed to brighten up a bit.

All the local tribesmen held their breath, not daring to have the slightest distracting thought, for before them was the incarnation of Mazu.

A few rays of sunlight shone through the cracks in the roof, illuminating the area behind everyone and directly opposite Yang Qinglan. The sunlight rippled on the wall like water, transforming into words.

[Date: April 25, 1661, Spring]

Location: Taiwan

[Background: The Dutch colonized Taiwan for 38 years, using massacres and force as a backing to promote Christianity. The local faiths on the island were brutally suppressed. Zheng Chenggong would then bring Confucian culture from the Central Plains.]

[Character: Incarnation of Mazu]

[Main Quest: Before Zheng Chenggong's plan to retake Taiwan succeeds or fails, defeat the missionary Eunice and defeat Zheng Chenggong.]

[Supplement: Success - Taiwan Governor-General Kublai Khan signs the surrender document; Failure - Zheng Chenggong dies or returns to Kinmen or Xiamen]

[Note: The player's 'Abilities' have all been converted into 'Mana']

Before killing Zheng Chenggong, should we kill the missionary Eunice first?

Killing missionaries is nothing, but killing Zheng Chenggong... Black Card is indeed the player standing on the other side of history.

Li Changzhou's mission might be to help Zheng Chenggong reclaim Taiwan, and the two are now at odds again—

Suddenly, the blood of the lovebirds within her body cheered, and Yang Qinglan came to her senses, looking at the believer kneeling on the ground before her.

"Pretend to obey the Dutch, keep an eye on Missionary Junius, and await my next orders."

"Yes." Without any hesitation or doubt.

Yang Qinglan's beautiful figure, seemingly bathed in light, vanished suddenly, leaving behind a sense of sacredness in the air.

The believers prostrated themselves on the ground, showing no surprise, only obedience and worship.

Amidst the chirping of lovebirds, Yang Qinglan appeared on the deck of the warship.

The wind ruffled her hair, and sunlight, like flower petals, danced across the hem of her skirt. The warship, which had been bustling with activity just moments before, was now completely silent.

Yang Qinglan is so beautiful that people would bump into telephone poles if they saw her in modern times. Given that people in ancient times didn't have cell phones or beauty filters and plastic surgery, some people would believe she was Chang'e descended to earth or a goddess descended to earth.

When Li Changzhou saw Yang Qinglan dressed in Ming Dynasty attire, a smile immediately appeared on his lips.

Yang Qinglan also saw him.

Wearing loose-fitting robes and wide sleeves like those of the Wei and Jin dynasties, with her elbows resting on a grand chair and a smile on her lips, she recalled a line of poetry: "Whose young man is that on the roadside, so dashing and elegant?"

"Looking all human but acting like a dog," Yang Qinglan laughed.

"I am but a dog in the ever-changing world, and all bad reputations are fleeting." Li Changzhou didn't care at all, and even seemed a little smug.

Where is Qianxia?

"A woman follows her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog. Qinglan, you always call my brother a dog. You're not just insulting him, you're insulting both of us."

Yang Qinglan walked to Li Changzhou's side, came to the front of the rift, and saw the opening for the summoning of bonds.

Dressed in a red outfit, with delicate features and a touch of handsomeness, Li Qianxia stood on the Manchu ship. A group of people with braids stared at her in astonishment, as well as Li Changzhou and Yang Qinglan opposite her.

"Goodbye, everyone~" Li Qianxia waved to the dumbfounded Manchu officials, stepped over the threshold, and walked over.

An old, blind court official pointed his finger, and a bolt of lightning, like a snake, shot after him.

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