The Miraculous Divorce Technique

Chapter 42

"You're going to kill me!"

It was the first reaction after hearing Cheok Sagyeol's words.

"Gam-no, calm down. This is not something that can be solved by getting excited."

"Pavilion Master! How can I be calm right now? That bastard I could chew up and swallow has touched our young master!"

"Because it concerns the young master, we must not act rashly. For now, calm your excitement."

At Baili Lin's words, Gam-no panted and suppressed his anger.

"Phew. I don't know how much to believe the Grand Master's words, but anyway, there have been many words recently that the young master has suddenly changed. From his martial prowess suddenly rising sharply to his calm and quiet temperament changing to be bold and daring."

"Is that so?"

"But with just that, it's hard to believe that the young master's body has been swapped with Geumgae. We can't suspect our main family's young master with just circumstantial evidence."

"That's right."

Cheok Sagyeol answered plainly without adding any further explanation.

"For now, I would like to meet the real young master you mentioned. You said he is in a certain place, but can we meet him?"

"Of course."

"As you know, the Grand Master, as well as Geumgae, are one of the Four Eccentrics. We cannot erase the thought that you two are playing a prank. So I will declare it here. If that is the case, Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect will not be able to live under the same sky as our main family. The price for insulting the heir of our main family will be until one side is annihilated."

At Baili Lin's chilling words, Cheok Sagyeol raised his deep-set eyes and said.

"As I said before, there is a limit to pranks. When this old monk went to find Geumgae, I met the young master Baili, whose body had already been swapped, and I came to know his miserable feelings. The young master lost his young body and his family and parents overnight. As a disciple of Buddha, how can I just stand by and watch this? And it's a heinous act committed by a close friend."

"..."

Baili Lin and the four members of the Hidden Wind Squad swallowed a groan.

"I have come in person to clean up the mess my close friend has made. So I earnestly ask you to preserve his life. This old monk will repent with him for the rest of my life, never leaving the embrace of Buddha."

'He must not kill Geumgae, even by mistake.'

'Not before revealing the secret of the Half-Immortal Wine and finding a way to get his body back.'

"If that is the Grand Master's will, I understand."

Baili Lin said, nodding his head.

"No! Pavilion Master! Are you saying you'll spare him?"

"Gam-no, if it weren't for the Grand Master, we wouldn't have known this fact. Isn't everyone in the main family welcoming the current young master, not suspecting him?"

"That's... true, but..."

"I think it is right to follow the noble will of Grand Master Muheo, who has made a difficult journey. What do the rest of you think?"

At Baili Lin's words, the other three old men also nodded their heads.

"The Pavilion Master is right."

"I agree."

"Of course, we should."

Baili Lin smiled with satisfaction and looked back at Cheok Sagyeol.

"We will follow your will, Grand Master, so please let us meet the real young master tonight."

"Let's do that. Where would be a good place?"

"I will reserve the Drunken Immortal at the Eight Immortals Pavilion. Please come there."

The Eight Immortals Pavilion was a name given because it operated eight boats.

Among them, the boat for enjoying the scenery was the Drunken Immortal.

'Of all places, the Drunken Immortal. How unlucky.'

* * *

Thousand Li Inn.

It was the place where Baili Huang was staying, a pre-arranged place.

Cheok Sagyeol went to the guest room he had heard about from the waiter and opened the door.

"Mr. Jeokun!"

The first person to greet Cheok Sagyeol, who had opened the door and entered, was Baili Huang.

And Sib-i-wol and Teacher Myo were standing calmly behind him.

"Seeing you make a fuss as soon as you see me, it seems you've had some success."

"Yes! I feel like a real peak master now."

At Baili Huang's words, Cheok Sagyeol raised his finger and shook it from side to side.

"No, no. Not yet. To be confident that you have become a peak master yourself, it is only possible when you have killed a real peak master. So be humble until you meet a proper opponent."

"...Yes."

Baili Huang's confidence immediately collapsed.

He couldn't help but think that becoming a peak master was incredibly difficult.

"It's been a while. It's been a while for you too, teacher."

Baili Huang said, looking back and forth between Sib-i-wol and Teacher Myo.

"Master!"

Sib-i-wol prostrated herself and performed a cupped fist salute.

But since Cheok Sagyeol had given her a warning, she did not shout the slogan of the Demonic Cult.

"It's been a while, Mr. Jeok... un."

Teacher Myo, about to say 'Lord,' swallowed and barely managed to utter the pseudonym.

"Seeing you here, it seems my choice was perfect. Hehehe."

"That's what I'm saying. It really turned out as someone said."

Teacher Myo said, glancing at Sib-i-wol.

"By the way, you are amazing. The experience of having your soul swapped. You experience all sorts of things, Mr. Jeokun."

"Phew, after turning forty, I prided myself on not being shaken by most things, but this time, even this one was flustered."

Cheok Sagyeol shrugged his shoulders.

It was truly an absurd experience no matter how he thought about it again.

"Now, that's enough with the pleasantries, Baili brat."

"Yes, Mr. Jeokun."

"There are people to meet, so I need you to come with me."

"Who?"

"You'll know when we get there. You two wait here. It won't take long."

Sib-i-wol and Teacher Myo nodded their heads, and Baili Huang, bewildered, followed Cheok Sagyeol, who was leaving in a hurry.

'Why does everyone ask me to go somewhere as soon as they see me... Phew.'

Baili Huang was seriously worried about what else there might be.

* * *

'To think the person I'm meeting is my uncle.'

Baili Huang, who had boarded the Drunken Immortal, was surprised in a different sense.

Although the four old men were strangers, the person sitting in the middle was his uncle, Baili Lin.

His uncle, who was always reclusive in the White Wind Pavilion, was the hardest person to see in the main family.

Even then, he could only see him when there was a family event, so they were on terms of seeing each other once or twice a year.

"I have heard the circumstances, but I cannot yet be sure that you are my nephew, so I will use honorifics for now."

At Baili Lin's words, Baili Huang silently nodded his head.

"I will ask a few questions from now on. Before that, drink the wine in front of you."

"What's in it?"

"It contains a little bit of a truth serum. It's not enough to make you lose your mind, but it's just to rule out intentional lies, so if you want to give me your trust, it would be good to drink it."

"I will drink it. If you are suspicious, you can add more."

At Baili Huang's answer, Baili Lin shook his head.

"No. In the world, there are cases of casting a suggestion on the subconscious as a defense against a strong truth serum, so it is more convenient to distinguish lies when one is conscious."

"If that is the case, I understand."

Baili Huang emptied the wine cup in front of him in one gulp.

"Now, if there is any hesitation in your answers from now on, I will immediately consider you to be Geumgae himself, so answer as it is."

"I understand."

Baili Lin began to ask questions as soon as Baili Huang answered.

There was nothing between the two that could be called a memory.

Because Baili Lin had entered the Wind Forest when Baili Huang was growing up.

But the one who knew more about the young master's childhood than anyone else was Baili Lin.

If we were to rank the priorities that the Hidden Wind Squad had to protect in the shadows, after the family head, Baili Jian, it was Baili Huang.

The questions Baili Lin had prepared were meticulous, from trivial things to incidents that were not known to the outside.

Baili Huang was answering reflexively, but he couldn't be sure whether it was certain or not.

Perhaps because he was overwhelmed by Baili Lin's gaze, his mouth was reacting on its own.

After countless questions had been poured out.

"Hmm..."

Baili Lin folded his arms and contemplated.

In his mind, he was fiercely calculating the answers.

'Is he the real young master...'

If the answers had been perfect, he would have suspected him of being Geumgae, but in terms of the correct answer rate, it was slightly less than 70%.

For now, it was within the range Baili Lin had set in advance.

The memory of a mid-teenager has more distortions than one might think.

It was because it was an age of sensitive emotions.

Moreover, since it was a question that cleverly mixed the real and the fake, he had judged that if it exceeded 70%, it was not Baili Huang.

"Do you believe me, Uncle?"

Baili Huang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke first to Baili Lin.

It was because he felt frustrated by the questions that doubted him again and again without believing him.

"I will ask one last thing. If you are really my nephew, Baili Huang, what do you think of the position of the young master of the main family?"

"I..."

Baili Huang hesitated for the first time, unable to answer readily.

Then Cheok Sagyeol approached and swung his hand.

BAM.

"Didn't Pavilion Master Baili nail it in advance not to hesitate? Now, your mind's worries must have disappeared, so speak your mind freely."

'Don't use that useless, stupid head of yours.'

'Your advantage is showing only the raw, as it is.'

As Cheok Sagyeol said so with his eyes, Baili Huang nodded his head and opened his mouth.

"That's right. I should be honest at times like this... The position of young master... I wanted to do well at one time. I wanted to meet my father and mother's expectations, and I believed I could do well... Phew..."

Baili Huang let out a sigh and then said, looking at the waves flowing under the Drunken Immortal.

"Was I eleven? The first time I received that kind of look... After learning the White Wind Profound Origin Art and still not feeling the internal energy and not being able to accumulate qi, the look my grandfather gave me was very cold. Around the age of twelve, when I couldn't even master half of the stances of the Heavenly Wind Sword Art, my father dug into my chest with a pathetic look. Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen... until then, I had remained at the third-rate level. Time flowed endlessly, but I was just spinning in place, and that cold winter didn't end."

SPLASH.

The scales of a fish that had jumped out of the water were reflected in the moonlight and disappeared.

"No matter how much I jumped and jumped, I didn't think I could become a dragon. I thought of myself as a mere loach, and I vaguely wanted to run away. On the outside, I didn't give up and swung my sword and worked hard every day, but on the inside, I was a mess."

Baili Huang forcibly swallowed something rising from within and continued.

"Young master... I actually don't want to be the young master again. I'm not suitable for the position of young master either. But after this happened, I realized. I want to return as my father and mother's son, no matter what... I miss my family... my family."

Veins bulged on the back of Baili Huang's tightly clenched hands.

It was because he was trying to control his agitated heart.

"Hehehehe."

Baili Lin laughed softly without a word.

"You're the spitting image of your father when he was young, hahaha."

"What?"

Even at Baili Huang's question, Baili Lin, who had been laughing for a long time, said with a warm smile.

"Your brother also ran away from home when he was your age. My, oh my, they say you can't steal a seed."

Baili Lin said, rubbing Baili Huang's head.

The four old men standing behind him also nodded their heads with benevolent smiles.

"The family head was third-rate until he reached adulthood. Hehe."

"The reason he ran away is the same, and the reason he came back is the same, so how can we doubt him? Hohaha."

"You really are the young master. Hah... how can such a thing..."

"That bastard Geumgae! Let's go and twist his limbs right now!"

At the old men's words, Baili Huang asked, bewildered.

"My father was third-rate until he reached adulthood? That can't be?"

He was a father who was counted among the Ten Great Masters of Gangdong.

For Baili Huang, it was unbelievable.

"It's true. The family's martial arts, especially the secret martial arts just before becoming the family head, are extremely slow to achieve among the orthodox martial arts. However, once you pass a certain level, on the contrary, it has the characteristic of achieving mastery as fast as a demonic or evil art. And the reason your father and brother gave you that look in your childhood was because they saw their old selves in you. It was hard at the time, but when you look back, the wall at that time is trivial, so they unconsciously saw their pathetic selves at that time."

"..."

"Don't you believe me? Then think about it carefully. You will realize that they did not continuously give you that look. It is certain that they were reminded of that time when they saw you, who resembled them, from time to time."

"...!"

Baili Huang, who had been thinking for a long time, opened his eyes wide.

As his uncle had said, it was a look that was close to a flash, not a continuous one.

But he, who was sensitive in his teens, had taken it as a very big wound at the time.

PAT. PAT.

Baili Lin patted Baili Huang's shoulder and said.

"The very fact that you were feeling a heavy sense of responsibility is proof that you were fulfilling your duty as the young master. You are qualified to be proud as the heir of the main family."

Watching the scene, Cheok Sagyeol thought with a pathetic face.

'The heir is only third-rate, but he's fulfilling his duty? He's qualified to be proud? Geez... what a shitty philosophy.'

'If my heir were third-rate, I would proudly break his legs.'

'If you feel responsible, it is the position of a leader to produce such results and show them.'

Cheok Sagyeol clicked his tongue briefly and shouted.

"If you're all done with your pathetic act, let's go catch that bastard."

Baili Lin and the old men turned to Cheok Sagyeol with dumbfounded faces.

'Oops!'

Cheok Sagyeol performed a half-salute and muttered a Buddhist chant.

"Ah... Amitabha..."

(End of Chapter)