I Became the Hidden Chapter 108

Baek Yoonjun was feeling it keenly.

'The more people there are at a drinking party, the more of a mess it becomes.'

It was the first time he had experienced a drinking party with so many people.

Somehow, all his companions had gathered and were drinking heavily.

A drinking party of chaos itself.

The only thing Baek Yoonjun could do there was.

"You guys haven't reached the age of majority yet, are you allowed to drink?"

It was just to give a warning to Hong Yungae and Zhuge Hwaryeong, who seemed to have not yet reached the age of majority.

"Master, wasn't it that you could drink as long as you were past the age of learning?"

"I thought so too..."

But that warning was also broken by the rebuttals of Zhuge Hwaryeong and Hong Yungae.

"And I'm past the age of majority, you know?"

"Huh? Junior sister, you were past the age of majority?!"

Moreover, since Zhuge Hwaryeong was past the age of majority, it was as if he had barked up the wrong tree.

The only thing Baek Yoonjun could do in such a situation was to hold his breath and down his drink.

He fell into thought as he watched his companions become dead drunk.

'Can't these humans sober up by circulating their internal energy?'

In fact, although Baek Yoonjun had no internal energy, he was controlling his physical condition with a similar knack to when he had it, so as not to get dead drunk.

He was controlling it right in the middle, as he would be noticed if he didn't get drunk at all, and he didn't know what mistakes he would make if he got drunk.

Thanks to that truly homebody introvert-like move, he was the only one who was sober while the others were becoming unconscious.

'Is it now!'

He was able to get out of the place right away.

'My room!!'

And so, Baek Yoonjun, who had returned to his room, was enveloped in a sense of stability.

Having become alone, Baek Yoonjun's mind became at ease.

He poured the alcohol he had sneakily brought on his way into a glass and sipped it alone.

'As expected, alcohol and everything else is best enjoyed alone.'

And so, as Baek Yoonjun was drinking alone while being all pathetic, all sorts of idle thoughts came to his mind.

Baek Yoonjun organized his memories based on the stories he had heard at the drinking party and his experiences so far.

'So, the Sowol that Brother Zhang, Yuhwa, and Hwaryeong know is our Sowol, right?'

Although he had learned from the stories of Tang Yuhwa and Zhang Sanfeng earlier that the Baek Sowol they knew was the same Baek Sowol.

'To think that the Baek Sowol that Hwaryeong is looking for is also our Sowol, human relationships are scary.'

At that relationship, Baek Yoonjun felt a strange feeling.

Since Baek Yoonjun would never have formed human relationships in the first place, the feeling was even stranger.

'I know too many people.'

Like Baek Yoonjun, the heartwarming theme of relationships headed in a negative direction.

'What if they betray me?'

Baek Yoonjun was being all sorts of pathetic inside.

'Calm, let's be calm. It's something that hasn't even happened.'

Baek Yoonjun, who had calmed down after a long time.

'So, another thought. Let's think of something else.'

Baek Yoonjun quickly brought another thought to his mind.

'By the way, did Hwaryeong say she was Sowol's cousin? Was she her older sister?'

Baek Yoonjun recalled the relationship between Zhuge Hwaryeong and Baek Sowol that he had heard before.

Although Zhuge Hwaryeong had never directly called her older sister.

'Looking at the way she talks, no matter how I look at it, it feels like Sowol was the younger one.'

At that point, Baek Yoonjun ran into a slight problem.

'In terms of disciples, Sowol is the first, and Hwaryeong is the fourth.'

The problem of the disciples' seniority.

'Doesn't this mess up the seniority?'

Although it was a problem he had never seriously thought about until now, Baek Yoonjun became needlessly serious when he thought of it.

'It's not like a problem will arise later, right?'

Although Baek Yoonjun worried quite seriously about the seniority.

'I don't know. It'll work out somehow.'

Like a homebody introvert, he timidly postponed the problem.

After postponing the problem, another idle thought that had been waiting for its turn came to Baek Yoonjun's mind.

'In the end, no one knows Sowol's whereabouts.'

At least Tang Yuhwa, who had been with her, knew to some extent, but she said she didn't know the proper way because she had been blindfolded when she left and had moved in a hurry when she came to Shaolin.

'Not only Sowol, but also the whereabouts of that man, Zhuge Hyun.'

At the drinking party, Baek Yoonjun had casually asked Zhuge Wuhyun about Zhuge Hyun.

The answer that came back was that he didn't know.

'Was it a mistake to put them together?'

Thinking of the two who were missing together, Baek Yoonjun deeply pondered whether Baek Sowol had been negatively influenced by Zhuge Hyun.

'Could it be that the two of them fell for each other? ...It can't be, right? I don't know about others, but that man, Zhuge Hyun, didn't seem to have much interest in the opposite sex, perhaps because of his age...'

Although Baek Yoonjun took a negative stance on the thought that came to his mind.

'It's really not, right?'

Since he had no conviction from the beginning, he could not be sure.

And so, as Baek Yoonjun was digging all sorts of holes inside.

-Where did the White Robed Sword Immortal go?

-Brother Baek? Where did you go without receiving my glass?

They noticed from below that Baek Yoonjun was gone.

'Oh no!'

Baek Yoonjun was startled and scanned the room.

No matter how he looked, he couldn't see a place to hide, and it was impossible to dig the ground because the guest room was on the second floor.

Baek Yoonjun, who was looking for a place to hide, eventually opened the window.

Fortunately, the view from the guest room window was an alley.

Moreover, there seemed to be no people.

'Let's run!'

Baek Yoonjun threw himself out.

He stepped on the air and landed on the roof of the building next door.

'It's right next door, so they might come this far!'

In the midst of that, Baek Yoonjun, who had put on the bamboo hat he had brought, ran across the roof.

'Faster! Faster!!'

Wanting a faster speed, Baek Yoonjun unconsciously contemplated the Heart Sword.

'Since the Heart Sword is made of internal energy anyway, can't I use it like internal energy?'

In his haste, Baek Yoonjun contemplated the Heart Sword and moved it around.

'It works! I think it will work!!'

Baek Yoonjun had learned a little bit about how to use the Heart Sword like internal energy.

'Seeing that it can be free from acupoints or the dantian, isn't it a higher-level power?'

As all the internal energy was forged into the Heart Sword, the absolute amount had clearly decreased.

Since it was like it had become a single sword in the first place, the expression 'decreased' was not right, but there was no other way to express it.

But the density and freedom far surpassed the past.

'I can use it more freely. That's true, but.'

Although he thought for a very short moment that it was a more free, higher-level power, the method of use was much more difficult, and he couldn't think of any use other than circulating it inside the body like internal energy.

'...Isn't it a loss?'

When his thoughts reached that point, Baek Yoonjun, a homebody introvert with low self-esteem, leaned towards the negative side.

'What if what I actually reached wasn't the second-rate, but a foolish act?'

If others knew Baek Yoonjun's thoughts, they would have advised him that it was time to stop digging holes inside.

But the bottom of a homebody introvert's self-esteem was endless, and he repeated new digging every day.

If Baek Yoonjun could have materialized that low self-esteem, it would have long since pierced the ground and reached the other side of the earth.

And so, Baek Yoonjun, who was always digging new holes inside while running on the roof.

"Hmm?"

"Hmm?"

He met a fellow who was running on the roof.

In fact, it was a bit of a stretch to call him a fellow, but since the sight of him running on the roof in the middle of the night was suspicious to no end, there was no other word to express it than 'fellow'.

'What is it? This pitch-black guy?'

Baek Yoonjun, while running on the roof, examined the other figure running on the roof.

A pitch-black mask and pitch-black clothes.

It was a sight he had seen a lot somewhere.

Even the outline of the body and the face inside the mask were familiar.

"Zhuge Wuhyun?"

Baek Yoonjun unconsciously muttered the name that came to mind.

At that, the masked man who was running on the roof nearby flinched, stopped his feet, and performed a fist-and-palm salute towards Baek Yoonjun.

"What brings the White Robed Sword Immortal out for a walk in the middle of the night?"

Confirming that the words he had unconsciously muttered were correct, Baek Yoonjun's thoughts stopped for a moment.

'Why is a human who was already dressed suspiciously doing suspicious things?'

Although Baek Yoonjun didn't want to get involved with the human in front of him, since he had already acknowledged him and the other party had received that acknowledgment, it was too late to back out.

Baek Yoonjun quietly returned the fist-and-palm salute and rolled his eyes.

In such a Baek Yoonjun's eyes, Zhuge Wuhyun's bundle, which was suspicious to no end no matter how he looked at it, came into view.

"That bundle?"

"This, you mean?"

Zhuge Wuhyun scratched his head as if he were in trouble.

Since that appearance was just suspicious to no end, Baek Yoonjun's eyes gradually narrowed.

Perhaps noticing such a gaze from Baek Yoonjun, Zhuge Wuhyun carefully opened his mouth.

"Well, I was taking a night walk to sober up and was picking up things that had fallen."

"You picked them up, you say?"

Since it was not a bundle for picking up things no matter how he looked at it, Baek Yoonjun's eyes narrowed even more.

Unable to bear the suspicious behavior, Baek Yoonjun eventually opened his mouth, forgetting the disposition of a homebody introvert.

"Can you show me the contents of the bundle?"

"The contents, you mean?"

"Yes, the contents."

At Baek Yoonjun's request, Zhuge Wuhyun hesitated for a long time and then reluctantly opened the bundle.

Inside was an object that shone with a golden light even in the dark night.

"Isn't this gold, no matter how I look at it?"

"To be precise, it's a golden toad."

"Do people drop gold these days?"

"Couldn't they have dropped it?"

Baek Yoonjun let Zhuge Wuhyun's absurd excuse go in one ear and out the other, pushed the golden toad to the side, and picked up another object.

"This is?"

"It's a seal."

What Baek Yoonjun had picked up was a seal.

It was a seal that looked anything but ordinary, with the Big Dipper carved on the bottom, which had an unusual blue light.

Since it was a seal, Baek Yoonjun carefully pushed it to the corner of the bundle and picked up the next item.

"What about this?"

"It's a sword."

The sword was a sword that looked unusual even without the inscription, with the unusual phrase 'Heavy Yang Sword' engraved on it.

Besides that, there were several other valuables and unusual items, but the three items were the most noticeable.

"Do people throw away things like this on the ground these days?"

"Ah, you misunderstood my words. Of course, people didn't throw them on the ground."

At Zhuge Wuhyun's absurd answer, Baek Yoonjun missed his step and almost fell off the roof.

Although he wanted to point his finger and say all the curses that came to mind right away, due to his homebody introvert nature, he only thought them inside.

'No. Let's hear more of the story. Maybe there's another reason.'

With a useless and small hope in his heart, Baek Yoonjun quietly opened his mouth.

"Then where did you pick them up?"

"I picked them up inside a building."

Although Baek Yoonjun frantically shouted 'It's theft! You crazy bastard!!' inside, as expected, it did not come out.

'Since we've come this far, let's just ask where he took them from.'

With a feeling of letting go of everything, Baek Yoonjun asked.

"Where did you get them from?"

"I didn't get them, I picked them up."

"Where did you pick them up?"

Even for the introverted Baek Yoonjun, it was about time his fist would go up.

But due to his homebody introvert nature, he only imagined it going up.

Whether he knew Baek Yoonjun's feelings or not, Zhuge Wuhyun opened his mouth with a shameless face.

"Well, I picked them up at a place with a sign that said 'Zhongnan Sect'."

At this point, Baek Yoonjun's head became dizzy.

They had clearly come here to support the Taoist faction of Zhongnan.

'What kind of crazy bastard takes things from a place they came to help?!'

Although Baek Yoonjun frantically cursed inside, as expected, he could not express it outside.

And so, Baek Yoonjun, who was cursing inside.

'At this point, can't I define this guy as evil? If he's evil, it's natural that there's no problem in cutting him down.'

Baek Yoonjun stealthily brought his hand to his sword.

'No. Still, he's an ally, so I can't just swing my sword carelessly.'

Baek Yoonjun quietly took his hand off the sword.

'It's also hard to explain to others why I cut him down.'

Although there were several reasons why he didn't cut him down, the biggest reason was that it was difficult to explain.

After experiencing such a severe internal conflict, Baek Yoonjun asked with a feeling of 'whatever happens, happens'.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Well."

At Baek Yoonjun's question, Zhuge Wuhyun answered shamelessly with a very calm face.

"I have to go put them back."

"What?"

"Isn't it the way of the world to put things back where they belong if you took them?"

Baek Yoonjun looked at Zhuge Wuhyun with an absurd feeling.

The face behind Zhuge Wuhyun's mask, as felt by his senses, was not an excuse-making face no matter how he looked at it.

'He's serious. This human.'

In Baek Yoonjun's internal list of crazy humans, Zhuge Wuhyun was listed in the top ranks.

He was a high-ranking entry, within the top 5 by his standards.

Baek Yoonjun asked with a feeling of having given up on understanding.

"Why on earth are you doing this?"

"Well..."

At Zhuge Wuhyun's following answer, Baek Yoonjun wanted to just give up on everything and go home.

(End of Chapter)