The Miraculous Divorce Technique

Chapter 38

"Who on earth are they waiting for..."

Baili Huang was holding Sa-wang in his arms in a secluded back alley.

Cheok Sagyeol had temporarily entrusted it to him because he couldn't carry a sword while pretending to be Muheo.

"By the way. This is the first time I've seen such a strangely shaped saber... shall I take a look?"

The magic of a treasured saber and a treasured sword.

Baili Huang felt the urge to draw Sa-wang.

Sa-wang, which had regained its lost light after being handled by Cheok Sagyeol, was showing its ferocity even while sheathed.

It was becoming like its master.

SWISH.

The sound of the saber being drawn smoothly flowed over the smooth blade.

HUM. HUM. HUM.

A resonating sound that seemed to cut even sound lingered around his ears.

"Gasp. It's... it's amazing..."

The wavy pattern on the blade dazzled his eyes, and a sense of ecstasy came over him as if he were being sucked in.

But Baili Huang, who soon came to his senses, shook his head.

"Phew. I'm still far from it. To think I've lost my heart to a weapon."

In the past ordeal, Cheok Sagyeol had told him.

When one reaches the peak and enters the realm of handling strong qi, the advantage given by a weapon almost disappears.

Of course, it is good to have a good weapon, but it can be compensated for to some extent with strong qi.

From then on, a reverse phenomenon occurs where one is not tempted by weapons like the Ten Great Weapons of the World, and on the contrary, the weapon is fascinated by oneself.

As a martial artist who uses a weapon, that was Cheok Sagyeol's standard for the peak.

But a weapon is a weapon.

Although it had no known fame, Sa-wang might be more than the Ten Great Weapons of the World.

It was only natural for Baili Huang, who had just reached the peak, to lose his heart.

CLANG.

Baili Huang, who had sheathed Sa-wang and held it in his arms, looked around.

It was to see if the contact was coming.

'Huh? This is...'

Something was faintly caught in Baili Huang's senses.

It was not clear, but it was a sensation as if an ant were crawling on his back.

TINGLE.

The feeling of receiving a blow delivered with killing intent from Cheok Sagyeol.

Baili Huang's figure spun like lightning and instantly moved away from the wall.

"Who is it!?"

Baili Huang shouted, glaring at the dagger that had shot out from the wall.

A fierce qi wave was emitted, vibrating the surroundings.

A way to reveal a hidden assassin. It was what Cheok Sagyeol had taught him in preparation for an ambush by the Twelve Spirits.

HUM. SWOOSH.

A man in black appeared from the wall as if a ghost had appeared.

He was Sib-i-wol. The Red Moon in charge of Jiangsu Province.

The contact who had come here after seeing the mark Cheok Sagyeol had left was none other than Sib-i-wol.

"You seem to be the master's servant. To dodge that."

Of course, it was not confirmed just by dodging the attack.

The method of breaking through concealment with a qi wave was simple, but the Supreme One's unique technique was melted into it.

Moreover, although he had only read it from the mark, Sa-wang had a characteristic that could be recognized at a glance.

"No, if I hadn't dodged that, I would have died! What kind of confirmation is so aggressive!"

Baili Huang, who had no way of knowing such a fact, believed it as it was.

"If you die from just this much, you can't be the master's servant. It's just a natural confirmation procedure."

"Hah..."

Baili Huang's mouth fell open in disbelief.

His mind was filled with the thought that if he hadn't reached the peak, he would have been pierced through the chest with a 100% probability.

That's how chilling the ambush from just now was.

"But a servant? Are you saying I'm his servant?"

"Didn't the master leave such a code? Or not?"

"No!"

"If you're not a servant, I'll have to confirm further."

As Sib-i-wol flicked his hand once, the sword that had been a dagger grew into a medium sword.

It was the Moon Shadow Sword, a unique weapon of the Red Moon that could switch between a dagger and a medium sword by hiding the blade inside the hilt.

"N-no! I am a servant! There's no need to confirm!"

Baili Huang, whose face had turned pale at the chilling aura, waved his hands and admitted that he was a servant.

Although he had reached the peak, he did not want to fight a martial artist who made his spine chill just by looking at him.

"As expected, that spirit is just at the level of a servant. Follow me."

"Where to?"

"There is someone to meet."

"Who is that?"

"Teacher Myo."

"Teacher Myo?"

"If you don't know, just follow me quietly."

At Sib-i-wol's cold words, the angered Baili Huang shouted.

"Hey! You look younger than me, but isn't it too much for every word you say to be in a commanding tone?"

His own body was that of Geumgae Lee Cheon-eok.

The current Baili Huang, who had shed his tattered clothes and was neatly dressed, was that of an old martial artist who deserved to be treated with respect at a glance.

"You are the master's servant, and I am the direct subordinate who becomes the master's hands and feet. Is there more to say?"

Age is of no use in dividing rank.

It was Sib-i-wol, who had grown up in the Demonic Cult where high and low were determined solely by ability.

If he were to argue further here, it would have to be settled with a physical fight, not a verbal one.

Sib-i-wol once again took out the Moon Shadow Sword from his sleeve.

"W-well. How brutal! This is... alright, lead the way."

'Anyway, I'm actually younger.'

'What does it matter if it's informal speech or a commanding tone?' Baili Huang thought that there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble.

However, he followed behind Sib-i-wol with a crumpled face.

'Hmph, he's really easy to handle. How nice it would be if Teacher Myo were as obedient as that guy.'

Sib-i-wol smirked inwardly and thought.

There was no problem in handling Baili Huang as the master had marked.

The place they were going was the residence of Teacher Myo, who could be said to be Cheok Sagyeol's hidden power along with Teacher Seo.

Teacher Seo, who was skilled in martial arts and had deep knowledge of medicine, and Teacher Myo, a master of mechanisms and formations.

Although they were not members of the cult, they were reclusive eccentrics with whom Cheok Sagyeol had formed a connection during his time as the Red Moon Squad Leader.

'I wonder if that naive guy can move Teacher Myo's heavy butt. I don't know. Phew...'

However, unlike Teacher Seo, with whom he maintained a friendly relationship, Teacher Myo was a case of having been forced to become a subordinate.

He had been able to acquire him thanks to winning a bet on a mechanism formation in the past.

Therefore, it was not at all easy to make him work.

Of course, Baili Huang was a kind of sacrifice to satisfy that difficulty.

* * *

White Wind Pavilion.

The Wind Forest was not just a place where willow trees were planted.

There was a pavilion that managed it, and the events that took place within the family were held inside this White Wind Pavilion.

Although it was not large and splendid, the antique atmosphere that matched the willow trees of the Wind Forest was superb.

"It's wonderful."

"I think so too. Since our ancestor started from this White Wind Pavilion and established the current main family, it can be said that the history of the Baili family is contained here."

"Then how about we set up our bridal chamber here?"

At Danmok Ryeon's words, Lee Cheon-eok flinched.

Although the White Wind Pavilion was not as important a pavilion as the Heavenly Wind Pavilion or the Wind Spirit Hall, it was a place with its own meaning.

'To think she would choose such an ambiguous pavilion.'

Lee Cheon-eok opened his mouth to persuade Danmok Ryeon.

"This is the oldest building among the family's pavilions. Moreover, it can be said to be the most remote place within the family. Instead of that, how about choosing a place close to the Heavenly Wind Pavilion?"

"Wouldn't it be more meaningful to set up the bridal chamber in the place where our ancestor took his first step? And I prefer this kind of antique feeling."

Danmok Ryeon said with a bright smile.

Lee Cheon-eok could not figure out Danmok Ryeon's ulterior motive.

Generally, when one becomes a daughter-in-law, one takes charge of the household affairs.

That was no different even for a martial family.

Therefore, he had thought that Danmok Ryeon would ask for his residence to be given to her for her future battle of wits with the chief steward.

But not only was his expectation wrong, but she was wanting a rather ambiguous place.

'It's a place with no particular problems...'

There was no problem in making it a bridal chamber, but the problem was that it was a meaningful place in a different sense.

There was no practical gain, but there was a justification.

As Lee Cheon-eok contemplated, Danmok Ryeon continued.

"Young Master, think about it. This is a place where most of the family events are held. If I, the daughter-in-law, take charge of this place, wouldn't the family elders look favorably on it?"

"..."

'That's also true.'

'But the supervision of all events, both internal and external, is done at the Hyunpung Pavilion.'

'The Hyunpung Pavilion is right next to the Heavenly Wind Pavilion, and its pavilion master is the chief steward.'

'The reason those two pavilions are next to each other is because the mistress of the Baili family, Lee Ok-yeon, is in the Heavenly Wind Pavilion.'

'In other words, even if you set up a bridal chamber in the White Wind Pavilion, all you can do is give up your bedroom for events and then clean up afterward.'

'It means that there are only unpleasant tasks and nothing to gain.'

'Am I just feeling uneasy for no reason...'

'The feeling of being pushed back in a battle of wits if I just allow the first place she requested.'

Lee Cheon-eok thought that he might be contemplating because of that.

"Rather than deciding right now, let's look around all the pavilions and decide gradually. And since we've come this far, how about we go and see my uncle, the pavilion master?"

As Lee Cheon-eok changed the subject, Danmok Ryeon also nodded her head.

"That would be the proper thing to do."

Lee Cheon-eok removed the arm he had draped around her shoulder and crossed the main gate of the White Wind Pavilion.

It was because he could not show such an appearance in front of the elders of the family.

The office of the White Wind Pavilion Master, Baili Lin, was simple overall.

But the person using it did not seem to be.

Various miscellaneous items were rolling around here and there, and it even looked messy.

To put it nicely, it was free-spirited; to put it badly, it was laziness.

"So, you're looking around the family to prepare for the wedding? Then are you looking for a bridal chamber?"

Baili Lin said with a pleased smile.

"Yes, Uncle."

"Then you came with the thought of setting up house in the White Wind Pavilion?"

"N-no. Miss Danmok doesn't know the internal structure of the main family well, so I'm showing her around as an introduction."

"Hahaha, this uncle would be happy if you did. There are only stubborn old men here, so it's not fun at all. Won't you guys save this uncle?"

As Baili Lin said, the White Wind Pavilion was a place where the retired members of the family lived without leaving the family.

It was the same as the blood relatives of the Baili family taking up residence in the Wind Spirit Hall when they retired.

'To give up this place so easily? Don't tell me he's been swept away by the winds of time...'

Danmok Ryeon was worried that she might not be able to find the old appearance of the Wind Forest in Baili Lin's words.

In the past, when the Baili and Danmok families were one family. The Wind Forest was the family's hidden power.

Although it was a secret weapon known only to the current family head, the first family head of the Danmok family had happened to find out that secret before the family split.

And that secret had been passed down until now, and Danmok Rye-on had been told by her father that if she obtained the power of the Wind Forest, the Danmok family could swallow the Baili family in reverse.

'Or is the White Wind Pavilion Master not the Wind Forest Master?'

Since it was a place that had to hide its identity, Baili Lin might be here as a public face.

'If there is a real Wind Forest Master, who would it be?'

Danmok Ryeon, with curiosity, asked Baili Lin back.

"By any chance, can I also meet the family members who are here? To save you, Uncle, I'll have to look carefully, won't I?"

At Danmok Ryeon's charming words, Baili Lin nodded his head and laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes. There's nothing difficult about it."

Baili Lin got up from his seat and approached the table where he worked.

And then he reached down and pressed something under the table.

'A mechanism?'

Danmok Ryeon's eyes lit up as she saw that, and Lee Cheon-eok, who did not know, also had a surprised look.

'What? Why is there such a mechanism here?'

It was only natural for Lee Cheon-eok to be surprised, as he had used such a mechanism when he had a foothold in the upper echelons.

It was because such a high-level mechanism cost a lot of money and was only installed in places where important items or people were.

"You all look quite surprised. This is a mechanism that our ancestor installed when he built this place. Well, it's nothing great, and now it's just a thing used to gather the old men who are staying here."

At Baili Lin's words, Danmok Ryeon and Lee Cheon-eok finally nodded their heads.

Although it was amazing that a mechanism made a long time ago still worked, the reason was plausible.

But it was at that moment.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM. RUMBLE. RUMBLE.

Along with a sudden explosion, a ground tremor was felt.

Lee Cheon-eok hurriedly asked Baili Lin.

"Uncle. You didn't by any chance press it wrong, did you? Like pressing it twice... or..."

Usually, with that kind of mechanism, a short press would sound an alarm, a long press would activate an emergency escape, and two short presses would activate an automatic self-destruct device.

"Huh? T-twice? Did I? I think I might have..."

At Baili Lin's dazed words, Lee Cheon-eok's face crumpled.

(End of Chapter)