Ying Zheng paused, and just as he was pondering what he possessed, naturally... cards emerged from his body.
The back of the card is black with strange patterns, while the front features oddly shaped objects with special names engraved on them.
A thousand taels of gold, the He Shi Bi jade, Taoist scriptures, the secret texts of the Yin-Yang School, the destiny of the Qin Dynasty, the soul of the First Emperor...
In just a few breaths, there were already hundreds of cards beside Ying Zheng.
Whitebeard and Madara Uchiha watched from the side, both momentarily stunned. This guy has quite a mixed bag of things.
"What do you want?" Ying Zheng tilted his head to look at Su Han.
What does Su Han want? He wants money! Throw that thousand taels of gold at him without hesitation, and humiliate him with money. He may have power in the real world, but he's genuinely poor…
Although Su Han had a strong desire for money, he remained outwardly calm.
"You decide what to do."
Money can be thrown away, laws can be abandoned... but one's dignity cannot be lost.
"The Imperial Seal and the Jade Disc of He Shi Bi cannot be discarded. Worldly things like gold and silver are an insult to the gods. But the soul of the First Emperor and the destiny of the Qin Dynasty are clearly things that cannot be given to the other party." Ying Zheng made his decision after his thoughts flashed through his mind.
"Very well... I'll just hand over the techniques I've collected from various sects to this god. I just don't know if the god will be satisfied... If he's still not satisfied, then I'll have no choice but to consider giving up the Imperial Seal."
While the Imperial Seal of the State was certainly important, putting it alongside the seemingly intricately related soul of the First Emperor and the destiny of the Qin Dynasty... would have made Qin Shi Huang choose to abandon the Imperial Seal of the State without hesitation.
Ultimately, the Imperial Seal and the He Shi Bi were merely symbols, while the spirit of the First Emperor and the destiny of the Qin Dynasty were real and tangible.
"Please!" Ying Zheng tossed dozens of cultivation technique cards toward Su Han, his voice calm and sincere. "I know these are probably not enough... but once I have conquered the world, I will surely bestow upon you the inheritances of the Hundred Schools of Thought."
Su Han watched as Qin Shi Huang took back the card that symbolized wealth, the fortune of the Qin Dynasty, and the soul of the Ancestral Dragon, and felt like he had missed out on a fortune.
However, Su Han took a breath and calmed down.
Come to think of it, he's already so powerful in real life, so wouldn't it be easy for him to make money?
Su Han gently pressed his palm against the air in front of him, and one of the cultivation technique cards disappeared. At the same time, a real illusion card appeared in front of Ying Zheng, along with a thick stack of five thousand years of Chinese history.
Ying Zheng nodded to Su Han and put all the items away, his heart stirred with emotion.
“By the way,” the white-bearded man said, looking at Ying Zheng, his voice low and hoarse, “Emperor, would you be interested in watching the true illusions of your world with us?”
"Hmm?" Ying Zheng's brows furrowed instantly.
"...Grandpa," Huang Rong looked at the white-bearded man with a rather strange expression, "why are you looking at other people's world records out of the blue?"
"Isn't it just because I'm really bored?"
Whitebeard spoke frankly, without the slightest embarrassment. After all, men of the sea are straightforward and honest; what they say goes.
“I’m also very interested in this.”
Madara chimed in. However, unlike Whitebeard who wanted to kill time, he was more interested in seeing what other worlds he could use.
"I have no objection," Ying Zheng said calmly, looking directly at the three people opposite him. "However, what price are you willing to pay for this?"
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Chapter 14, the so-called Genesis!
The scene fell silent.
Ban Ye's eye twitched, but after glancing at Su Han on the high seat, he said nothing.
Equivalent exchange—this is the most basic and fundamental order established by Su Han within the Misty Space and the Conference of the Heavens.
"Then how about we show you a true illusion of our world?" Huang Rong's eyes darted around, and she immediately offered a very valuable suggestion.
After a brief silence, Ying Zheng nodded and uttered a single word, "Agreed."
"However, it would take too long to replay One Piece and Naruto."
Ban paused for a moment, then turned his head and stared intently at Su Han, who was sitting on the bronze throne.
“Then, Mr. Speaker,” the white-bearded man chuckled, “what method do you have to allow us to see each other?”
Su Han was a little confused. He had already given them the Illusion Card, so what could he do?
I think you guys are just trying to make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger!
Although he gritted his teeth, Su Han remained outwardly motionless, his mind racing. A direct "no" was definitely out of the question, but how could he resolve the issues with a more sophisticated approach? Or how could he politely refuse them...?
Hmm? Wait a minute.
Su Han's eyes lit up. He suddenly thought of a method, and using that method, he could even make some money off these people...
Su Han thought about it for a moment, and although he felt there was a bit of risk, he decided to do it anyway.
Amidst a turmoil within, Su Han calmly replied, "I have a method, but... what will you offer in exchange?"
The people present looked at each other.
Although they could only see Madara, and the rest were shrouded in mist, they could imagine the speechless expressions on the faces of the other people present.
"Haha, then forget it." Huang Rong immediately backed down. The things she had weren't very valuable... In fact, she felt that she had gotten a great deal by exchanging martial arts manuals with Su Han last time. It was a manifestation of Su Han's preferential treatment.
Under these circumstances, how could she possibly exchange her worthless possessions for Su Han's? She also didn't have the face to do so.
The white-bearded man shrugged and remained silent. Although he was interested in other worlds, it hadn't reached that unimaginable level... After all, he still owed Su Han a debt.
“…You guys.” Madara glanced at the others who remained silent, his eye twitched, he took a deep breath, and then turned his gaze back to Su Han. He said expressionlessly, “I’ll pay the price.”