The Miraculous Divorce Technique

Chapter 27

"Lord, what's wrong? From what your subordinate has confirmed, there was no poison or strange ingredients."

That was right.

Since Sa-wol was a woman, she couldn't understand Cheok Sagyeol's reaction.

"Right, it wouldn't have been strange to you, Sa-wol..."

"Then is it a poison that only works on men?! Lord, are you alright?!"

Sa-wol shot up and tried to touch Cheok Sagyeol's hand, and Cheok Sagyeol, startled, pulled his hand away and said.

"It's not poison, so don't worry."

"Then why are you acting like that?"

"Ah, it's nothing. Nothing. It's just that the thick texture feels unpleasant, so don't mind it."

At Cheok Sagyeol's strange attitude, Sa-wol asked again.

"It is a matter that all of the Red Moon do not know that the Supreme One dislikes such a texture. Are you sure it's not because there is something really strange?"

"Hmph! I said so!"

'I raised her like my own since she was young, but she's a top-notch intelligence agent and a zero as a woman.'

'From the beginning, I never considered the honey trap side of things.'

But it was an awkward part to explain about the chestnut flower now.

"From now on, you, Sam-wol, and O-wol, the three of you, are to keep your distance from anything that smells of this chestnut flower. Do you understand?"

"I will obey your solemn command."

Sa-wol tilted her head inwardly but did not refuse the command of the sky-like Supreme One.

'Although it smelled good when I smelled it.'

"But, Lord."

"What is it now?"

"What will you do with the baby monkeys in your residence, Lord? They just woke up."

"Really?"

Cheok Sagyeol approached the box placed on the table.

Inside it, four baby monkeys as white as snow were wriggling.

'Are they hungry?'

The baby monkeys, with their mouths agape, were incredibly cute.

"Go and get something for these guys to eat."

"As you command."

Sa-wol, who returned a short while later, laid out various fruits, goat's milk, and rice porridge on the table.

"You've brought a lot."

"I will feed them one by one."

"No. I'll do it myself."

Cheok Sagyeol tried with the fruit first.

"Squeak. Squeak."

But the little ones didn't even give it a glance.

It was the same even when he crushed it, made juice, and applied it to their mouths.

Next, he tried rice porridge and goat's milk, but the baby monkeys turned their heads away as if they had no appetite.

"Why aren't you eating? Ugh,"

Cheok Sagyeol frowned and examined the baby monkeys.

He couldn't tell if they had no appetite because they had been asleep for a long time under the influence of a drug or because they were separated from their mother.

But either way, he could guess that their energy was depleted.

"Sa-wol. Give me a Small Recovery Pill."

"Here you are."

A Small Recovery Pill would be more than enough to restore their depleted energy.

Cheok Sagyeol, after dissolving the Small Recovery Pill in water, applied it to the baby monkeys' mouths.

The reaction was immediate.

SUCK, SUCK, SUCK, SUCK.

The baby monkeys clung to his finger and sucked like crazy.

"Oh, you're eating well!"

It took less than a moment for the little ones to finish one Small Recovery Pill.

And then, as if their bellies were full, they started rolling around and playing.

"Hahaha. You look like you're alive now."

Cheok Sagyeol grinned and watched the baby monkeys play.

Sa-wol had a dumbfounded face.

It was only natural, as what a treasure the Small Recovery Pill was.

Although it couldn't match the Great Recovery Pill, it was an elixir with the effect of increasing internal energy by a whopping twenty years.

It could be said that one Small Recovery Pill could nurture at least one first-rate master.

"Sa-wol, what should I name these guys?"

"Names? Are you planning to raise these monkeys, Supreme One?"

"I unintentionally harmed these guys' mother, so I intend to take responsibility. If you have any names that come to mind, tell me."

Sa-wol contemplated for a moment and then opened her mouth.

"Since there are four of them, how about the Four Gentlemen?"

"Plum, Orchid, Chrysanthemum, and Bamboo, hmm..."

"Or since they are white, how about taking the character for white (白) and naming them White Flower, White Beast, White Wind, and White Thunder?"

"The Four Gentlemen feels like it's named carelessly, and the character for white reminds me of that bastard Baek Cheonak, so I don't like it..."

Sa-wol mentioned about ten more suggestions after that, but Cheok Sagyeol shook his head reluctantly.

The reasons were that they all sounded familiar or didn't roll off the tongue.

Then, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he began to speak.

"How about this? We'll give them the names of the Yi-Du-Han-Baek."

"The Yi-Du-Han-Baek, you mean the Four Great Poets of the Tang Dynasty?"

The Tang Dynasty was a country where exchanges with other countries were active, a period when culture flourished.

The ones who received particular attention during that period were the poets, and the Yi-Du-Han-Baek were at their peak.

"That's right. Li Bai, Du Fu, Han Yu, and Bai Juyi. It refers to the four genius poets of the Tang Dynasty. Isn't it perfect?"

"..."

Sa-wol, looking at Cheok Sagyeol's beaming face, did not particularly retort.

'A poet's name for a monkey, hmm... What does it matter? The Supreme One likes it.'

Sa-wol nodded her head and said.

"As expected of the Supreme One. I also think those are perfect names for these children."

"Is that so? Hahaha. This one thinks so too."

Cheok Sagyeol cooed as he looked at the four monkeys he had named Yi-Du-Han-Baek.

Then he suddenly remembered.

'They all look the same, so I can't tell them apart. Hmm...'

Cheok Sagyeol ordered Sa-wol to get some dye, and he took out the celestial silkworm thread he had obtained from the Shaolin Medicine King Hall from his bosom.

And with Sa-wang, he cut the celestial silkworm thread to a certain size.

Although it was a celestial silkworm thread that couldn't be cut by any ordinary treasured sword, it was useless against the sharpness of Sa-wang.

The cut celestial silkworm threads were twisted into several strands to make a small rope, and when the work was finished, Sa-wol returned.

"The dye is top-grade, right?"

"Yes, I have confirmed with the head of the dyeing workshop that it is extracted from nature and can be eaten."

As Sa-wol took out four small dye bottles, Cheok Sagyeol personally dyed the four small ropes.

The created celestial silkworm small ropes were blue, purple, red, and yellow, respectively.

"The blue one is Li Bai. It's yours."

Cheok Sagyeol tied the first rope to the arm of the baby monkey that looked the most resolute.

"The purple one is Du Fu, you."

Du Fu was the one that looked the most bright-eyed.

"Let's see, the red one is Han Yu, you."

He decided on Han Yu for the one that chattered its mouth incessantly like a chatterbox.

"Lastly, the yellow one is Bai Juyi. You little troublemaker, are you already trying to escape because you're feeling better? Hahaha."

Cheok Sagyeol took off Bai Juyi, who was climbing the box, and attached the yellow string.

Since the celestial silkworm thread also had the property of stretching, there would be no need to change it even when they became adults.

"When this one is absent, you, Sa-wol, should take good care of the kids, feeding them and all. Make sure to feed them one Small Recovery Pill every day without fail."

"L-Lord. A Small Recovery Pill a day, you mean?"

Sa-wol asked with wide eyes.

"Will one be enough? Until they get healthy, think of it as a nutritional supplement and keep feeding them. Don't miss a single day."

"A-as you command."

'A Small Recovery Pill? It's not a waste at all.'

'I'll also take this opportunity to raise a companion spiritual beast. Hehe.'

After traveling around the Central Plains himself, he realized that martial arts alone were not enough to gain fame in the martial world.

Even he, the supreme one of the Demonic Cult and one of the Ten Great Masters of the World, felt that he was lagging behind the Central Plains bastards in terms of fame, perhaps because he was in a remote region.

'The fact that I'm the Lord of the Demonic Cult is just a background. I need my own symbolism.'

For example, the reason why the Lord of the Four Alliances, Baek Cheonak, was famous was not only because he was the number one in the demonic path, but also because of the spiritual beast, the cassowary, that he took with him. Also, the head of the Namgung family, the Azure Sky Sword Emperor, Namgung Geon, also had a thunderbird, which could be said to symbolize him.

'Come to think of it, the moniker of the head of the Sichuan Tang family, the Dark Dragon Divine Venerable, was also because of the spiritual beast he took with him, the Black-scaled Blood Python, right?'

Among the leaders of the groups that could be said to divide the martial world, he was the only one without a spiritual beast.

As it happened, they were the babies of a white ape, which was called a spiritual beast.

If the mother, who had grown up roughly in the wild, had skills comparable to a first-rate master, what would happen if proper support and education were provided?

'I'm going to raise my babies to be the best. Hehehe.'

* * *

At the same time.

The private residence of Prefectural Governor Lee Munjung.

In front of the main gate of that house, Wang Wook and Jin Mubaek, who had been chasing Cheok Sagyeol, were standing.

"This is the Prefectural Governor's private residence. Do you think he's here?"

"We'll know when we go in. We've come up empty several times, but we're getting closer to him, so don't let your guard down."

"Understood."

Jin Mubaek bowed his head and took the lead.

After that, it was a smooth process.

Originally, the Embroidered Uniform Guard had the secret mission of guarding the imperial family and monitoring the corruption of high-ranking officials.

Unlike the early days of the country's founding, their authority had been reduced now, pushed aside by the Eastern Depot, but their identity was not going anywhere.

So the sight of the Chief Steward, Yang Hong, sweating profusely in front of them was not unfamiliar.

It was like this wherever the Embroidered Uniform Guard visited.

"But my master is out at the government office on business. Is it alright not to send word?"

The Chief Steward, Yang Hong, said, bowing his head to Wang Wook.

When Lee Munjung was absent, the responsibility for what happened in the house was his, the chief steward's.

He did not want to take such responsibility.

"As I said, we came here to trace the trail of the criminal we are chasing. We did not come here on business with the Prefectural Governor, so don't you worry about it."

At Wang Wook's sharp answer, Yang Hong kept his mouth shut and continued to guide them.

But as Yang Hong guided them to the place the guards were pointing to, cold sweat trickled down his back.

'This is bad... If we go this way, it's the warehouse where the imperial offerings are stored. Don't tell me they came knowing?'

Every time Yang Hong took a step towards the place Jin Mubaek was pointing to, that thought grew stronger.

'This won't do. I have to stall for time first...'

At that moment, Wang Wook's words continued coldly from behind Yang Hong.

"You seem to have something shady. It's no use trying to use your head. We don't do this kind of thing for just a day or two. Just by looking at your slumped shoulders and slowing steps, I can tell you're hiding something."

"N-no, what are you talking about? Hiding something? There's nothing like that."

"If there's nothing, why don't you hurry up? We'll know when we get there."

"..."

GULP.

Yang Hong's Adam's apple bobbed visibly, and he started walking.

Since it had come to this, there was no way to avoid it.

He had to confess the truth as it was and at least save his own skin.

As soon as Yang Hong arrived in front of the warehouse door, he knelt down like lightning.

"Guards! This is a place where my master has ordered no one to enter. I do not know what is inside, so I beg you to take that into consideration in your investigation!"

"You don't know? You, the chief steward?"

"It's true. If the Embroidered Uniform Guard is investigating, there must be something great, but my master is a very secretive person, so there were many things he did not tell me."

Yang Hong rolled his eyes and watched Wang Wook's expression.

As he used his lifelong honed ability to read the situation, he could sense that Wang Wook's gaze had softened a notch.

"Let's check what's inside and then judge, Guard Jin."

"Yes."

CRASH. CREAK.

As he broke the lock and opened the door, a beastly smell flowed out from inside.

Not long after, Jin Mubaek came out of the warehouse and reported.

"It is clear that the man was here. The Thousand Li Tracking Incense is on the spiritual beasts, including the white snake."

"Another empty trip, tsk."

As Wang Wook clicked his tongue and frowned, Yang Hong's eyes lit up, and he said.

'If I cooperate here, he might look favorably on me.'

"Are you by any chance looking for someone who has been here?"

"Do you know something?"

"Besides the workers who moved the goods, there was one person who visited."

"Who?"

"It is the Drunken Buddha, Grand Master Muheo. He entered this place two days ago."

At Yang Hong's words, Wang Wook and Jin Mubaek looked at each other and nodded.

And Wang Wook narrowed his eyes and said to Yang Hong.

"But you're not very surprised that there are spiritual beasts like a white snake here, are you? As if you knew."

White spiritual beasts were items whose trade was prohibited in the market and were classified as imperial goods.

In other words, they were things that should not be in the private residence of a high-ranking official.

"N-no! It's just that I'm the type whose emotions don't show on my face, so I was very surprised!"

"For someone like that, it's showing quite well now."

"W-well, that is..."

"Stop with the petty tricks and shut up. In this business, everything comes out with an investigation."

At Wang Wook's chilling words, Yang Hong's hands trembled, and he bowed his head.

He was intimidated by the gaze that seemed to know everything.

"Jin Mubaek."

"Guard, Jin Mubaek. I receive the White Tiger's command."

"Report to the main office about the criminal Lee Munjung. The charge is smuggling by diverting imperial offerings."

"Sir!"

Wang Wook looked at Yang Hong again and said.

"You, tell me everything from beginning to end about the Drunken Buddha, Muheo, you mentioned earlier. Why the hell did that damn monk come here?!"

(End of Chapter)