To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 363 "Seven-Colored Sunshine"

Inside Zhangtai Palace.

Zhang Fan had barely stepped across the threshold when he hadn't even had a chance to greet him.

Sitting high on his throne, Ying Zheng cut to the chase, asking in a deep voice, "Boy, I've heard that in the past few days, a large number of martial arts heroes have set their sights on your Institute of Natural Sciences, all vying for some peerless secret manual?"

Holy crap!

Zhang Fan was immediately shocked, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Your Majesty, your information network is incredibly advanced! The incident in my courtyard only happened half a day ago, and you already know the whole story?"

Zhang Fan was shocked. He had thought that Black Ice Platform was just a secret service agency, but he never expected that its intelligence network was so outrageous!

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and looked at him with annoyance: "What in the world of Qin can escape my eyes?"

These江湖草莽 (jianghu caomang, meaning roughnecks and outlaws) are one thing, but now they dare to gather forces and cause trouble right under my nose, even disturbing you! They're practically courting death!

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "However! Coordinate with the elite troops of the Black Ice Guard to completely surround the area within a ten-mile radius of the Academy of Sciences! Regardless of whether they are from prestigious sects or remnants of the Six Kingdoms, anyone who dares to approach even half a step will be killed on the spot, without exception!"

"No, no, no! Your Majesty, you mustn't!"

Upon hearing that a large army was to be dispatched to encircle and annihilate them, Zhang Fan hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, confidently patting his chest and saying, "Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? They're just a bunch of muscle-bound wandering knights. Your Majesty, there's no need for you to mobilize such a large force. I can handle this myself!"

"You'll handle it?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked Zhang Fan up and down with a suspicious gaze.

Ying Zheng had complete trust in Zhang Fan's abilities.

Whether it was improving agricultural tools, proposing the imperial examination system, or creating magical artifacts, Zhang Fan demonstrated astonishing wisdom.

But government affairs are one thing, and the battles of the martial world are another!

"Zhang Fan, you little rascal!"

Ying Zheng spoke with a helpless tone, his voice earnest, "I naturally trust you with reforming the imperial examination system and governing the country. But those江湖人士 (jianghu figures) are all desperate criminals who live on the edge, leaping across rooftops and scaling walls; they have absolutely no bottom line when it comes to profit!"

"You're unskilled in martial arts and only have a few guards under your command. How do you plan to deal with this horde of martial arts sects? Are you going to try and reason with them?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan remained completely unperturbed, instead laughing heartlessly: "Your Majesty, since those roughnecks are obsessed with martial arts manuals, why don't we just go with the flow and give them the manuals?"

"Give them to them?"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then nodded slightly.

This is indeed a way to cut one's losses and save oneself, diverting the trouble to the east and ensuring Zhang Fan's safety.

But he immediately added with concern, "Although this plan can get you out of danger, once such a peerless skill spreads into the martial arts world, it will inevitably cause major sects to fight each other to the death."

At that time, a bloody storm will likely erupt in the martial arts world, and it will be a considerable troublesome for the imperial court to clean up the mess afterward.

Seeing that Zheng Ge had misunderstood his meaning, Zhang Fan quickly waved his hands and chuckled, "Your Majesty, what are you thinking! How could I possibly give the real thing to those desperados? We'll just give them a 'fake manual,' won't that do?"

"A fake cheat code?"

Ying Zheng was taken aback, clearly not keeping up with Zhang Fan's leap of thought, and his face immediately darkened again: "Nonsense! Those martial arts figures may be reckless, but they are not fools."

If they discover that the manual is fake, wouldn't there be endless trouble?

Your actions may solve the immediate crisis, but once they realize what's happening, they'll feel tricked and will definitely come looking for you again. At that point, their murderous intent will only be greater!

"Oh, Your Majesty, please rest assured!"

Zhang Fan grinned wickedly, pulled out a scroll of silk, and handed it over: "Take a look at this fake manual first!"

With a hint of suspicion and a serious expression, Ying Zheng accepted the aged silk scroll.

The cover bore the four large characters "Sunflower Manual," which looked quite imposing.

Ying Zheng solemnly turned to the second page, his gaze sweeping over the first line of the text!

[To practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself.]

"..."

A deathly silence fell over the main hall.

Ying Zheng's gaze was fixed on those eight large characters, and he froze completely.

Several seconds passed before he suddenly realized what those eight words meant.

The muscles on the face of the mighty First Emperor of Qin twitched.

He pursed his lips tightly, his breathing became rapid, and his face turned red. He almost burst out laughing on the spot.

That's incredibly toxic!

That brat is absolutely wicked!

This isn't some kind of martial arts manual; it's clearly meant to wipe out the entire martial arts world!

Seeing that Zheng Ge was struggling to suppress his laughter, Zhang Fan solemnly explained, "Your Majesty, don't be fooled by the unusual 'entry threshold' of this manual. The contents inside are not something I made up."

The training postures depicted here are genuine martial arts techniques that can strengthen the body and improve health. In modern times, this set of skills is known as:

"Colorful Sunshine!"

"Seven...seven-colored sunlight?"

Ying Zheng managed to suppress his laughter, but upon hearing the strange name, he was stunned again, unable to associate those four words with martial arts secrets.

But after a brief moment of surprise, he immediately and keenly spotted a fatal flaw in the situation.

Ying Zheng's expression hardened as he stared at Zhang Fan and said, "Zhang Fan, your move is certainly insidious, but have you considered a crucial question?"

Even if you manage to deceive everyone in the martial arts world... cough, you castrate yourself.

But after they endured the excruciating pain and practiced your so-called "Seven-Colored Sunshine," they discovered that besides doing a split and stretching, they weren't invincible at all...

Ying Zheng took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "When the time comes, those martial arts heroes who have lost their manhood will definitely go crazy once they discover the truth!"

All the resentment and hatred will be pinned on you! How can you alone bear the suffocating hatred that the entire martial world has for you?

"Hiss... Holy crap!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan gasped in shock.

He was so busy ripping people off that he didn't even think about this!

The thought of being hunted down by a group of eunuch assassins all over the world is too much to bear!

"Your Majesty is wise! I was rash!"

Zhang Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes darting around as his brain raced.

A moment later, he slapped his thigh: "I've got it! We absolutely can't let them know that I was the one who released this thing! The only way is for us to set up a scheme, to put on a grand show for the entire martial arts world!"

……

Meanwhile, at a simple roadside stall in the western part of Xianyang City.

The steaming noodle soup simmered in the large iron pot, emitting an enticing aroma of scallions.

Two men wearing tattered straw hats sat facing each other, engrossed in eating the plain noodles in front of them.

These two are the assassins who failed to kill Zhang Fan back then!

Shadow and Lu Zhang.