The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

Amidst the clouds and mist.

Su Chen, who had long since returned to Wushan, was quietly watching all of this, looking down at the grand sacrificial ceremony being held at the foot of the mountain.

Upon hearing Duke Huan of Qi's question, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He was somewhat surprised that Duke Huan of Qi would happen to see him; it seemed they were destined to meet.

Su Chen pondered over Qi Huan Gong's question.

Just as Duke Huan of Qi and others were disappointed, and spies from various states were gloating.

A mysterious voice echoed in the air.

"Yes."

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A mysterious voice echoed.

Hearing the echoing sounds, Duke Huan of Qi, Guan Zhong, and the spies from various states in the group all stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Is there really a God of Mist Mountain?!

Did the God of Mist Mountain respond?

Furthermore, does Wushan Shenjun mean that the one wandering in the thunderclouds above Qi that day was truly Him?

Leaving aside how astonishing it is to wander in thunderclouds, let's just talk about the fact that it was wandering over the State of Qi.

Could it be that destiny truly works together?

For a moment, Xun Li and the other spies from various countries were both shocked and unwilling.

When their emotions are fluctuating.

Even more shocked than them was Duke Huan of Qi, who asked the question himself.

After all, he had personally witnessed the Mist Mountain God wandering among the thunderclouds that day, and the shock he felt was far beyond what others could imagine.

The power of the Kiriyama God is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine!

Then, as he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

He could think of anything that spies from other countries could think of.

Where can a being like the God of Wushan not descend? Why did he have to descend in the capital of Qi? Does that mean something?

Duke Huan of Qi was secretly pleased. After taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but say, "Lord Wushan, I have heard that you once cast a prophecy for King You of Zhou and the Zhou emperor?"

He paused for a moment, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"I dare to ask the divine ruler, could you also grant me a prophecy?"

The words fell.

The surroundings immediately fell silent.

Whether it was Guan Zhong, the ministers of Qi, or the spies from various countries mixed in with the crowd, they all involuntarily pricked up their ears at this moment.

According to legend, the future can be known through the prophecy of the God of Mount Kiri!

Perhaps, we can glean some clues from this prophecy.

However, it is unknown whether the ruler and the Marquis of Qi are qualified to receive the divine prophecy.

And is it possible to understand the meaning of the prophecy?

The fishy smell surged.

Just as they were thinking this...

Su Chen remained calm.

The next second, a mysterious voice echoed in the ears of Duke Huan of Qi and the others.

"You really want to know?"

"Since you want to know, then I'll tell you."

"Your Majesty, in your later years you will indulge in sensual pleasures and extravagant lifestyles. While Guan Zhong is alive, things will remain peaceful. But once Guan Zhong dies, you will appoint treacherous officials, leading to chaos in the court and the decline of Qi."

These words were spoken.

The air seemed to freeze.

The mysterious voice rang out again.

"You lack the ability to recognize and utilize talent, and to distinguish right from wrong."

These words struck like a heavy hammer.

The smile on Duke Huan of Qi's face froze instantly.

The expression that had initially carried a hint of composure and anticipation froze on his face, replaced by an undisguised shock and disbelief.

For a moment, Duke Huan of Qi stood frozen in place.

Guan Zhong, who was standing to the side, and the ministers of Qi were also stunned and bewildered.

They hadn't expected Lord Wushan to be so direct, and what he said was far too...

Among the crowd.

After the initial shock, Xun Li and the other spies from various countries showed uncontrollable joy and excitement in their eyes.

If this prophecy gets out...

After a brief moment of shock, Duke Huan of Qi became suddenly agitated.

As if his pride had been violated, he took a sudden step forward, his voice almost out of control.

"impossible!"

"Lord Wushan, you must be joking with me, right?!"

"I am the ruler of Qi, the hegemon among the feudal lords, and Qi is one of the strongest feudal states in the world today. How could it possibly decline due to political chaos!"

Duke Huan of Qi's chest heaved, and his tone grew increasingly urgent.

Clearly, what Wushan Shenjun just said had touched a nerve with him.

Surrounded by a cacophony of sounds, no one dared to utter a word.

When they are experiencing emotional ups and downs.

Su Chen remained calm; Duke Huan of Qi's agitation and anger had nothing to do with him.

A voice tinged with pity echoed clearly in the quiet air.

"As a hegemon, as the ruler of the most powerful vassal state in the world."

"In your later years, you will be trapped in the palace and starve to death. How pitiful and lamentable..."

These words were spoken.

Duke Huan of Qi was completely stunned.

He stood there, the agitation and anger on his face slowly fading, leaving only an indescribable blankness and shock.

It wasn't just him.

Guan Zhong, who was not far away, was also shocked and somewhat incredulous.

He was equally surprised to hear such words.

Is this the final fate of the monarch?

How is that possible?!

Among the crowd.

The spies from various countries, Xun Li and the others were all stunned.

A phrase kept echoing in their minds.

"Did the Marquis of Qi starve to death in his later years?"

"Is this the Marquis of Qi?"

"The current ruler of Qi?"

Not only was Duke Huan of Qi incredulous, but even the spies from various states were shocked and couldn't believe they were hearing such outrageous words.

How could a ruler of a country possibly starve to death?

Their common sense and values ​​told them that this was simply impossible!

They even couldn't help but speculate.

Could it be that the Marquis of Qi's grand sacrificial ceremony angered the God of Wushan, leading the God of Wushan to say something casually to tease the Marquis of Qi?

The more they thought about it, the more they felt they were right; otherwise, it just wouldn't make sense.

After all, no normal person would believe that the Marquis of Qi, the ruler of a country, would starve to death in the end!

On Mount Wu.

Looking down at the bloody dust surrounding the altar, he remained remarkably calm.

Although what he said was somewhat outrageous, it was indeed true.

Duke Heng of Qi was able to become the hegemon of the Spring and Autumn Period entirely thanks to his prime minister, Guan Zhong.

After Guan Zhong's death, Duke Huan of Qi ignored Guan Zhong's dying advice and instead heavily relied on treacherous ministers such as Yi Ya, Shu Diao, and Kai Fang.

These sycophants used various extreme methods, such as Yi Ya cooking his son alive and Shu Diao castrating himself, to curry favor with Duke Huan of Qi and ultimately seize control of the court, leading to the political corruption of the State of Qi.

Guan Zhong once warned Duke Huan that these people were not humane and should not be approached, meaning they went against human nature. However, Duke Huan could not understand this and did not heed his advice, which ultimately led to disaster.

In 643 BC, just a few years later, Duke Huan of Qi fell seriously ill. Yi Ya, Shu Diao, and others took the opportunity to cause trouble, sealed the palace gates, imprisoned him in the inner palace, and cut off his food and drink.

Ultimately, Duke Huan was starved to death, and his body lay unclaimed on the bed for sixty-seven days until carrion maggots crawled out of the palace gates.

On his deathbed, Duke Huan of Qi regretted not heeding Guan Zhong's advice, but it was too late.

Such an ending would seem outrageous to people not only in the Spring and Autumn period, but it actually happened.

When Duke Huan of Qi asked for it, he agreed and told the truth. Whether they believed it or not was their business.

After a while.

Amidst a hushed murmur, Duke Huan of Qi gradually came to his senses.

His chest heaved, his expression still filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Suddenly, he said directly, "Lord Wushan, you must be toying with me!"

Duke Huan of Qi's tone became increasingly intense.

"If you are unwilling to bestow a prophecy, I will not force you. Why humiliate me with such absurd words!"

Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, he couldn't help but ask, "If my fate is so wretched, why would the Divine Lord descend upon my capital, the Kingdom of Qi?"

"Isn't destiny all the same?!"

These words were spoken.

The area around the altar fell silent instantly.

The mountain breeze rustled through the trees, making a soft, rustling sound.

No one dared to speak; everyone was waiting.

next moment.

A mysterious and indifferent voice rang out.

"It's just a coincidence."

These words were spoken.

The scene became increasingly quiet, and even the sound of breathing almost disappeared.

Among the crowd.

Xun Li and the other spies from various countries quickly showed shock and excitement in their eyes, unable to hide their excitement and ecstasy.