The Miraculous Divorce Technique

Chapter 32

TATATATAT.

The beggars of the Luoyang branch were moving busily.

The number of beggars coming in and out of the branch increased, and the leaders of the three halls, Jindeokgae, Bungsangae, and Samsalgae, read and analyzed documents without rest.

"Hey. Do you really think they've come all the way to Luoyang?"

Bungsangae spoke with a disbelieving expression.

"I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional, but it must be true."

Jindeokgae put down the document with a heavy voice and unfolded a map.

It was a detailed map of the terrain around Luoyang, so much so that it would not have been lacking as a military map.

TAP.

Jindeokgae pointed to a spot east of Luoyang, marked as Hulao Pass.

"The first report came from agent Seven of the Golden Seven Squad. He said that while heading towards Anhui Province under the Branch Leader's orders, he discovered them near Hulao Pass."

Baek Ryuhon, as soon as he had shaken off the spirits, had leaked information to the Luoyang branch to tie their feet.

"But no matter how elite the agents of the Golden Seven Squad are, they noticed the movements of the spirits? Hmm..."

The Twelve Spirits were the leaders of the Black Night Ghost Spirit Squad, and they were outstanding individuals, to the point of being at the level of a unit leader of any ordinary unit.

It was hard to believe that an agent of the Golden Seven Squad, who had just entered as an intelligence agent, had discovered their tail.

"It would be correct to see it as them deliberately revealing their appearance and moving."

Samsalgae continued, running his hand over the map.

"As you all know, Hulao Pass is the gateway to Luoyang. It means it is located on the road to the east of Luoyang. In a place like this, it is the characteristic of those who handle information to hide their appearance, but the fact that they were discovered here must be seen as an intention to deliberately expose their movements. If so, what reason would they have to be discovered here?"

At Samsalgae's question, Jindeokgae answered.

"To draw attention?"

"That's right. Feint to the east, strike to the west. There was an intelligence report from the Eui-cheon Alliance a while ago that a considerable number of the Black Night Ghost Spirit Squad had crossed the Yangtze River. The Black Night Ghost Spirit Squad are the eyes and ears of the Four Alliances, and can be seen as a kind of scout. What reason would they have to focus their attention on Hulao Pass?"

"From the Four Alliances' perspective, Henan is the center of the northern martial world that can only be reached by crossing Hubei, but for them to appear at Hulao Pass..."

Jindeokgae contemplated and then moved the finger that was pointing at Hulao Pass upwards.

His finger had reached Mount Song.

TAP.

"It's Shaolin. They're pretending to attack Luoyang to target Shaolin."

At Jindeokgae's words, Bungsangae agreed.

"I also agree with your opinion. Although there are numerous martial families in Luoyang, they cannot be compared to Shaolin. They intend to bring down the spiritual pillar of the righteous faction martial world."

As if adding to Bungsangae's words, Samsalgae continued the conversation.

"Until now, the Eui-cheon Alliance has taken the approach of having the Five Great Families check the Four Alliances, and the remaining sects check the Demonic Cult. The Four Alliances know this well. But for them to directly target Shaolin? I hope it's my groundless fear, but... perhaps the Four Alliances and the Demonic Cult have formed some kind of alliance."

At Samsalgae's words, Jindeokgae and Bungsangae's faces turned pale.

An alliance between the Demonic Cult and the Four Alliances!

If it were true, there was nothing more terrifying for the Eui-cheon Alliance.

"We must inform the Alliance as soon as possible!"

Bungsangae shot up from his seat and shouted.

"Calm down. Nothing has been confirmed yet."

"How can I calm down? If those evil villains have made up their minds and formed an alliance, won't it be difficult for the Eui-cheon Alliance to respond!"

"Because it is such a matter, we need more certain evidence."

Samsalgae grabbed Bungsangae's shoulder and continued.

"Our sect does not have as much trust within the Alliance as it used to. If we report to the Alliance with only speculation, we might just become a laughingstock. We must not act rashly."

Jindeokgae also nodded his head.

"I also agree with your thoughts. However, let's inform Shaolin of this fact so that they can prepare for any unforeseen circumstances."

"Of course. The families may not, but Grand Master Musan will listen to our sect's opinion."

"We must hurry. According to the intelligence, more than two-thirds of the one hundred and eight arhats have left Mount Song. The main base of Shaolin is weaker than ever right now."

The reason was that they had gone down Mount Song to chase Cheok Sagyeol.

Moreover, they, who were now tied down by their squabble with the Jongli family, were now in a situation where they had to return to their main base because of the Beggars' Sect.

For Cheok Sagyeol, it could not have been more fortunate.

"For now, you guys go and search the vicinity of Hulao Pass. I will report this to the Branch Leader, send a carrier pigeon to Shaolin with utmost urgency, and then depart as the rear guard. We must catch the tail of the spirits."

As Samsalgae concluded, Bungsangae and Jindeokgae immediately left the meeting room.

A sense of gravity lingered in their eyes.

The Black Night Ghost Spirit Squad was that much of a formidable enemy.

* * *

In the mountains near Hulao Pass.

Geumryeong and the other spirits were hiding their appearances and guarding the surroundings.

"Damn it, for those damn beggars to be tailing us."

Hongryeong spoke with an annoyed face.

"The Beggars' Sect has been sharpening their skills all this time. After all, it was once called the number one sect in the world."

Nokryeong said with a smirk.

"They were called the number one sect in the world because they were a mob, was it because of their ability? Beggars have nothing to see except their numbers."

At Baekryeong's words, one of Geumryeong's eyebrows twitched.

"Baekryeong. If you say that in front of Sir Cheolbihwan, there will be trouble. Watch your mouth."

"..."

Baekryeong once again closed his mouth taciturnly.

It was only natural, as the family martial arts of the Iron-Blooded Iron Family, one of the guardian families of the Four Alliances, had its roots in the Beggars' Sect.

And Cheolbihwan was the current head of that Iron-Blooded Iron Family.

"The Young Master, who is an ardent follower of the Golden Beggar, must have exposed his movements to tie our feet."

Jaryeong said with his hands clasped behind his neck.

It was because they had moved secretly, so no matter how much of a Beggars' Sect they were, they could not have tracked them so quickly.

"Jaryeong. He is still the heir of our alliance, the Young Master. Do not speak such rumors without confirmation."

Geumryeong said with a narrowed brow.

Jaryeong turned his head and pouted.

Geumryeong looked at the spirits and continued.

"Those guys are the strike team belonging to the three halls of the Beggars' Sect's Luoyang branch, so it's actually a good thing. Nokryeong and I will target the Golden Beggar of the Luoyang branch, so you guys tie their feet."

At Geumryeong's words, the spirits nodded their heads.

If the four of them took charge of the four cardinal directions and moved freely, the beggars would not be able to come to their senses.

"Scatter."

SWISH.

Hongryeong, Cheongryeong, Baekryeong, and Jaryeong shot their figures in all directions.

Geumryeong and Nokryeong also moved to the west, to be precise, in the direction of the Luoyang branch.

* * *

"Faster!"

BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM.

Baili Huang's figure, moving within the circle, left afterimages and moved quickly.

Cheok Sagyeol's fists were whipping like a whip, spurring on the attack.

But the footwork of the Drunken Eight Immortals Footwork began to shed Cheok Sagyeol's storm-like punches like leaves scattering in the wind.

It was a signal that the martial art imprinted on Geumgae's body was appearing between the boundary of consciousness and unconsciousness.

'As expected, a person's survival instinct is a great thing. Hehe.'

Cheok Sagyeol, while attacking Baili Huang, gradually widened the size of the circle.

One might think that if there was no circle restricting movement, one could move more freely, but considering Baili Huang's temperament and the characteristics of the Drunken Eight Immortals Footwork, that was not the case.

The reality is that if you take a frog that has only lived in a well, put it on a famous horse that can run a thousand li, and whip it, it won't know where to go or how far to run.

Cheok Sagyeol had chosen the method of training Baili Huang's horsemanship on the famous horse of the Drunken Eight Immortals Footwork within the training ground of a circle.

And the results of that training were gradually being revealed.

SWOOSH. SCRAPE.

Cheok Sagyeol's arm stretched out, drew a circle nearly twice as large, and then retracted.

Baili Huang was gasping for breath with hazy eyes.

His mind was filled with only one thought: to survive within the circle.

"Baili brat, if you dodge this attack, the first training is over, so dodge it with all your might."

WHOOSH.

The internal energy of the Bodhi Lotus Art that arose from his dantian swirled through his blood vessels according to the energy circulation incantation of the Blood Fiend Asura Art.

A golden qi squirmed from Cheok Sagyeol's right arm, which was bent far back.

The energy drew the shape of a dragon, and a single fist was thrust out.

It was the Hegemon Dragon Heaven-Breaking Fist, the fist art of the Blood Fiend Asura Art.

ROAR.

It was not a straight line of fist energy.

A mad dragon frantically tore through the space within the circle, and the strong qi was even recovered back into Cheok Sagyeol's right arm.

It was Cheok Sagyeol's unique skill of recovering the strong qi that had been released once and turning it back into internal energy.

This was a method he had devised because of Muheo, who always dragged out life-and-death battles into long-term battles.

It was an insight he had gained during his three years of secluded training to compensate for his relatively insufficient internal energy.

Although the situation was the opposite now.

And.

"Uweeeeeeek."

Cheok Sagyeol ran to a corner and threw up what he had eaten.

It was because it felt like he had shat through his mouth and then eaten it again.

"Mr. Jeokun. Are you alright?"

Baili Huang, who had come to his senses, ran over with a body that had not a single injury, as if he had perfectly dodged the Hegemon Dragon Heaven-Breaking Fist, and patted Cheok Sagyeol's back.

"I... I drank too much last night, ugh."

Cheok Sagyeol, not wanting to show his weakness, made an excuse and emptied his stomach.

'Hah... what a mess.'

Cheok Sagyeol, who had wiped the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, finally got up.

Baili Huang had already brought a cup and held it out.

"Drink it all down. Your stomach will feel better."

"What is it?"

"It's a tea made from the fruit of the Hovenia dulcis. It's good for hangovers."

The fruit of the Hovenia dulcis was something that could be commonly obtained.

"Don't you have any Longjing tea?"

"What Longjing for a beggar... I looked, but there was no emergency fund either."

Although profits were continuously generated from the land Geumgae owned, since it was all used for the operating funds of the Beggars' Sect, Baili Huang had not even seen a glimpse of it.

"Phew, right, I should expect what I can from a beggar's den. Give it here."

Cheok Sagyeol took the teacup from Baili Huang and brought it to his mouth.

Although it was a common tea, the sweet taste and bitter aroma went quite well together.

After rinsing his mouth and soothing his stomach with the warm tea, the nausea subsided, and only then did he feel like he was alive.

Cheok Sagyeol put down the teacup and said to Baili Huang.

"Baili brat, have you gotten a feel for the Drunken Eight Immortals Footwork now?"

Baili Huang scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly.

"I haven't completely digested it, but I know what it means to realize and understand with my body."

"Since you were a third-rate nobody, you can't have digested it all already. But it won't take long."

"I will work hard."

"Any dog or cow can work hard. Answer that you will definitely do it! You're a man, but you have no backbone!"

At Cheok Sagyeol's harsh words, Baili Huang scratched his head.

"I will definitely do it. Hahaha."

Only then did Cheok Sagyeol relax his expression and drink his tea again.

Baili Huang, to change the awkward atmosphere, changed the topic.

"By the way, about what Hall Leader Samsalgae reported earlier. Could the Demonic Cult and the Four Alliances really form an alliance?"

Before the sparring, Samsalgae had visited and shown them the discovery of the Twelve Spirits and the analysis report on it.

Of course, Cheok Sagyeol was also there and had heard everything.

"Whether they form an alliance or become in-laws, don't concern yourself with uncertain matters and just think about how to use your own body."

At Cheok Sagyeol's shout, Baili Huang ducked his neck and picked up the secret manual of the Drunken Eight Immortals Footwork.

'Hmph. The cult joining hands with the fucking alliance? Bullshit. Well, since the righteous faction bastards don't know about that incident, they could make such an inference. But you've barked up the wrong tree, you three-hall shit dogs.'

There was an unforgivable grudge between the Demonic Cult and the Four Alliances.

Cheok Sagyeol, who knew that, had snorted when he saw the report Samsalgae had submitted.

'But why did those Twelve Spirits bastards appear at Hulao Pass...'

The Black Night Ghost Spirit Squad, the direct intelligence unit of the Lord of the Four Alliances.

If their leaders, the Twelve Spirits, had moved, it was not an ordinary matter.

Even Cheok Sagyeol could not guess the purpose of the Twelve Spirits.

'Hmm? What's this?'

Cheok Sagyeol, who had sensed that it had suddenly become quiet outside, enhanced his hearing.

But the Luoyang branch, which was always bustling with beggars, was quiet as if someone had ordered it.

'Have all the rats on the ceiling died? Why is it so quiet? This... don't tell me...'

There are such cases.

A cruel act of annihilating all living creatures in the targeted place.

This was an assassination carried out when a top-class request was received to not be discovered by anyone and not even leave a clue.

'Don't tell me these Twelve Spirits bastards...'

Cheok Sagyeol turned his head and looked at Baili Huang, who was reading the secret manual without knowing anything.

(End of Chapter)