Born Saints: Starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 114 Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng?!

A mysterious voice echoed.

Hearing the echoing sounds around them, 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 Fog Mountain respond?

Furthermore, does the God of Mist Mountain mean that the one wandering in the thunderclouds above the State of Qi that day was truly Him?

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

Could it be that destiny truly rests on Qi?

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

When their emotions were 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 God of Mist Mountain 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 various countries could think of.

The God of Mist Mountain could descend anywhere, but he chose to descend in the capital of Qi. Does this mean anything?

Duke Huan of Qi was secretly pleased. After taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but ask, "Lord Wushan, I have heard that you once gave prophecies 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 bestow upon 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.

Legend has it that the future can be known through the prophecies of the God of Fog Mountain!

Perhaps we can glean some clues from this prophecy?

However, it is unknown whether the ruler of the state or the Marquis of Qi is qualified to receive the words of the divine ruler.

And is it possible to understand the meaning behind the words?

Thoughts raced through everyone's minds.

Just as they were thinking this...

Su Chen, however, 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."

"Ruler of Qi, in your later years you will indulge in sensual pleasures and extravagance. 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 sounded again.

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

These words struck like a heavy hammer blow.

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

The expression that had originally 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 were filled with barely suppressed joy and excitement.

If this prophecy gets out—

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

As if his self-esteem 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 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 had just said had crossed his bottom line.

The people around looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

When their emotions are fluctuating.

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 silent air.

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

"How tragic and lamentable that you will be trapped in the palace in your later years and starve to death!"

These words were spoken.

Duke Huan of Qi was completely stunned.

He stood there, the excitement 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 at this moment, somewhat incredulous.

He was equally surprised to hear such words.

Is this the final fate of the emperor?

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 ​​tell them that this is 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 Mist Mountain, so the God of Mist Mountain said some random things to tease the Marquis of Qi?

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

After all, no normal person in any country could believe that the ruler of Qi would eventually starve to death!

On the misty mountain.

Looking at the expressions of the people around the altar below, Su Chen remained calm.

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

The reason why Duke Heng of Qi was able to become the hegemon of the Spring and Autumn Period was entirely due to his prime minister Guan Zhong.

After Guan Zhong's death, Duke Huan of Qi ignored Guan Zhong's dying advice and 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 eventually seize control of the government, leading to political corruption in the State of Qi.

Guan Zhong once warned Duke Huan that these people were not humane and should not be approached, which meant 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 rebel, sealed the palace gates, imprisoned him in the inner palace, and cut off his food and drink.

In the end, Duke Huan starved to death, and his body lay on the bed for sixty-seven days without anyone collecting it, until 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 absurd to people not only in the Spring and Autumn period, but even to modern people, yet it actually happened.

When Duke Huan of Qi asked for his help, he agreed and told him 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 end is so wretched, why would the Divine Lord descend upon my capital, Qi?"

"Isn't the Mandate of Heaven in Qi?!"

These words were spoken.

The area around the altar fell silent instantly.

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

No one dared to speak; everyone was waiting.

next moment.

A mysterious and indifferent voice slowly echoed in everyone's ears.

"It's just a coincidence."

These words were spoken.

The scene became increasingly quiet, to the point that even the sound of breathing 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.

Duke Huan of Qi, Guan Zhong, and the ministers of Qi were completely stunned, standing there blankly, with only one sentence echoing in their minds.

Just a coincidence?

Is this the real situation?

A surge of emotions welled up in Duke Huan of Qi's heart in an instant: anger, resentment, doubt, and shock intertwined within him.

He couldn't accept this situation!

Duke Huan of Qi couldn't help but exclaim, "If Heaven's Mandate isn't in Qi, where else could it be?!"

Upon hearing these crucial words, Guan Zhong and the others were jolted awake, and the expressions of Xun Li and the spies from various countries in the crowd also changed drastically.

Indeed, if the Mandate of Heaven is not in Qi, then which country is it in?

At this moment, everyone felt a deep sense of doubt and astonishment.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Just when everyone thought that Lord Wushan might not answer.

A mysterious voice echoed in their ears.

"The Mandate of Heaven does not reside in you, nor in this era."

Everyone's mind was suddenly jolted.

The sound continued.

"More than four hundred years from now, a man will emerge, bearing the mandate of heaven. He will sweep across all nations and unify the world—"

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As these words fell.

Duke Huan of Qi and the others felt a chill, as if they could see a man with a destiny appear more than four hundred years later, sweeping across the states and unifying them.

Unfortunately, they didn't know who this person was, nor did they know whether what Lord Wushan said was a joke or true.

This moment.

Duke Huan of Qi and others, as well as Xun Li and others, were filled with mixed emotions, feeling both resentment and relief.

If what Lord Wushan said is true, then it means that no vassal state can unify the world at present!

A moment later.

Duke Huan of Qi recovered from the startling prophecy, but his emotions were still somewhat turbulent.

Instinctively, he gazed into the depths of the misty mountains and urgently asked, "Who is this?"

The wind rustled through the trees, making the branches and leaves whisper.

Everyone waited quietly.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

A dozen or so breaths passed.

The area around Wushan was quiet.

After a long while, the mysterious God of Mist Mountain remained silent.

Clearly, Lord Wushan was unwilling to answer this question.

Duke Huan of Qi's expression gradually became complex, a mixture of resentment, doubt, and unease in his eyes.

He was still not giving up and asked about several other things.

For example, the future fate of the State of Qi, and the so-called chosen one, whether or not he will appear in any of the states now.

Unfortunately, no matter how he spoke, no sound came from the misty mountains.

Finally, Duke Huan of Qi fell silent, stood on the altar, and gazed at the misty mountains shrouded in a complex expression.

finally.

With resentment and mixed feelings, Duke Huan of Qi, along with Guan Zhong and the other ministers of Qi, left Mount Meiwu and headed towards the capital of Qi.

As the sacrificial procession headed towards the capital of Qi, the various events that occurred during the ceremony were also leaked out by Xun Li's spies through various means.

Time passed slowly.

Soon, countries learned of this news one after another.

This news, like a pebble dropped into a lake, created ripples among the feudal lords.

The State of Jin.

Quling City.

After reading the secret letter, the ruler of Jin frowned deeply.

Silence fell over the hall.

After a long while, he murmured softly.

"The God of Fog Mountain —"

"What will be his destiny after four lifetimes?"

Several ministers in the hall exchanged glances, and one of them couldn't help but speak up, "Your Majesty, this matter may not be credible. Perhaps it is just the words of the God of Bai Na Wu Mountain playing tricks on Marquis Qi."

"After all, how could the Marquis of Qi, a ruler of a state, starve to death? It's utterly absurd!"

Putting aside the elusive destiny of the Four Pillars many years later, they all found the prophecy about the Marquis of Qi to be utterly outrageous—how could it possibly be true!

Since this outrageous statement is false, then this so-called concept of destiny is also very likely to be completely false!

However, the words of the God of Baiwu Mountain were merely a joke to Marquis Qi!

The ministers thought confidently.

Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Jin nodded in agreement; he also somewhat shared this sentiment.

After a moment of silence, a slight smile finally appeared on his lips. "As long as destiny doesn't fall into place, that's fine!"

To be honest, the recent developments in the State of Qi have been making him quite nervous. Even though the words of the God of Mist Mountain were just a joke at the time, they still gave him some peace of mind.

The State of Chu.

Yingdu.

After hearing the scout's report, King Cheng of Chu was first stunned, then burst into laughter, the sound echoing throughout the hall.

"Hahaha!"

"That Qi Marquis Jiang Xiaobai actually starved to death?"

King Cheng of Chu laughed and shook his head, jokingly saying, "What the God of Mist Mountain says is quite amusing, hahaha—"

He didn't care much about what the God of Mist Mountain said, taking it as a joke.

Several nobles and ministers from the Chu state in the hall couldn't help but smile.

They all felt that these were just words spoken by the God of Mist Mountain to tease the Marquis of Qi.

but----

-

After the laughter subsided, King Cheng of Chu's gaze gradually sharpened, and he fell into deep thought.

"After four years of practice—"

He whispered, "Do you think that person might be from my state of Chu?"

The people in the hall were stunned and looked at each other blankly.

at the same time.

The location of the Zhou royal family.

Luo Yi.

King Xiang of Zhou, seated high on his throne, listened quietly to the messenger's report.

Upon hearing the prophecy that Duke Huan of Qi would starve to death in the palace in his later years, Bai Wei was slightly taken aback and found it hard to believe.

Upon hearing that a chosen one would appear more than four hundred years later, defeat all the nations, and unify the world, he was filled with unease.

The main hall fell silent for a moment.

After a long time.

-

King Xiang of Zhou had mixed feelings.

If this hundred is true—

"Is this the end of the Mandate of Heaven for my Great Zhou?"

At this moment, he felt a mixture of sorrow and worry about the future of the Zhou Dynasty, as well as a strange sense of relief.

If what Lord Wushan said is absolutely true, then it means that the Great Zhou Dynasty still has four more years of destiny left!

Even if the feudal lords of various countries only nominally acknowledge him as their master, that would be enough!

The State of Qin.

An envoy was kneeling in the center of the hall, reporting the Qi state's Wushan sacrifice in detail.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was exceptionally quiet.

"Four years from now, a chosen one will appear, defeat all the nations, and unify the world?"

Is this story absolutely true or false?

Who exactly is this person?

-

Duke Mu of Qin, the ruler of the Qin state, was filled with doubt and thought.

This scene is just one of many.

The states of Song, Lu, Wei, and Zheng —

Upon hearing the news, the reactions of the various feudal lords were all roughly the same.

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