Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 191

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Chapter 191
Elder Gwon Je spoke.
“Since it has come to this, I shall manage the Mudang Sect as Jang Mun-in’s proxy for the time being. Well, this works out nicely. I can use this opportunity to reorganize the sect properly.”
“Thank you, Master.”
The Elder turned to Jang Mun-in and said,
“Do not thank me. As they say, training is paramount in the Demonic Heart Technique. If you climb cliffs with bare hands and no inner strength, you won’t have the mental capacity to think of anything else.”
“I beg your pardon? What do you mean by—”
“It means I’ll work both the Elder and you to the bone! If I ascend to immortality like this, I’d be too ashamed to face my martial siblings. I’ll push you both until I’m certain this never happens again. Blast it!”
It was like the roar of a lion.
“But considering my age… I cannot train alongside the younger disciples, can I?”
“What does that matter! You’ll receive special treatment—work even harder. Prepare yourself.”
Jin Cheon-hee witnessed it.
Behind Elder Gwon Je, flames of passion blazed forth, crying out “Sparta!”
The Elder had decided not to leave matters to the next generation anymore.
Instead of retiring to the back rooms, he would personally drill them one by one.
“I have reflected upon myself too. Yes! My mistake was stepping back out of respect for hierarchy. Was that not also a form of negligence? Trust is born from blood, sweat, and tears… Tsk tsk… Myeong-gil… we have far to go. So very far.”
Ignoring the haggard Jang Mun-in, Gwon Je recalled his new mission.
“I too am unworthy of teaching Baek Rin. I raised the Mudang Sect like orchids in a greenhouse. That was wrong. Yes! The more beloved the child, the more they must be thrown from the cliff.”
‘That’s… child abuse by modern standards…’
Jin Cheon-hee, a true modern person, could not bring himself to agree.
Elder Gwon Je steeled his resolve and placed a wooden box and books before Jin Cheon-hee.
Thunk.
“Take this.”
“May I open it?”
When Elder Gwon Je nodded, I carefully opened the wooden box.
Click—
The moment it opened, a pure fragrance filled the room.
‘Taiqing Divine Pills… but there are two of them?’
It was extraordinary. Wars of blood were fought over a single pill. I never imagined I would receive two such divine pills.
Next came the books.
The title read “Taiqing Mountain Water.”
“This is something the Mudang Sect uses…” I said carefully, but Elder Gwon Je shook his head.
“If the sect merely receives without repaying kindness, what good is it? Take it with you. You may consume the Taiqing Divine Pills yourself, or give both to your close relatives. As for the Taiqing Mountain Water, I trust you will not transmit it to outsiders.”
Before I could respond, Jegalling spoke first.
“Thank you.”
He had subtly pressured me, worried I might refuse again.
Since my Master had already expressed gratitude, it would look strange if I declined.
‘Wait, I was planning to accept anyway.’
The Taiqing Mountain Water was unexpected since I had refused it once before, but the Divine Pills were different.
Taeching Sansoo had rejected it once, so it was unexpected, but Taeching Shindan is different.
I’ve already surpassed this stage of cultivation, so the efficiency of the elixir is somewhat diminished.
Still, by greedily consuming what little benefit remains, I could aim for the third stage of cultivation.
And there’s nothing wrong with giving it to those around me.
Just my junior disciples alone—if their internal strength were to increase, they could accomplish extraordinary things.
‘How are they all looking at me?’
Not only Elder Gwon Je, but Jegalling was also gazing at me with an expression that seemed to insist I accept it.
‘I’m the one who greedily gathers what I need, so this feels a bit unfair.’
I answered with a hint of grievance in my tone.
“Thank you. I will use it well.”
At my humble response, both masters smiled with visibly lighter expressions.
Then Jegalling spoke.
“I will remain here for five days to continue treatment before returning. If you have any personal matters to attend to, handle them and then return to Baekrin Uigak.”
“…?!”
My eyes widened at those words.
I never expected Jegalling to tell me I could leave if I wished.
‘I thought I’d be confined like last time….’
I had spent my time in the laboratory conducting research with considerable enjoyment.
Days spent cultivating Bangseonggyun, wondering if perhaps I had been a farmer in my past life.
But confining a mature disciple who now possessed two spiritual creatures at this stage would hardly be reasonable.
“Thank you, Master.”
“…Take care of yourself. And be sure to master the Taecheong Mountain Water technique.”
I bowed deeply and left the room.
Click—
Jegalling stared at the door I had closed for a long while.
Seeing this, Elder Gwon Je let out a playful laugh.
“Hehehehe, how is it? The path of a master isn’t easy, is it, young one?”
It was a laugh that could only be made by one who understood Jegalling’s inner conflict.
But this time, even Jegalling acknowledged it.
“It would be easier to keep him close, yet it is so difficult.”
“It is difficult. To watch over someone.”
Jegalling repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fists.
“It is strange. A few words and we could meet again, yet I cannot do it, and already I miss him.”
“That is the way of a master. Such is that position.”
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Several days later, I finished everything and departed from the Mudang Sect.
Cheonwoo came to see me off.
Jegalling deliberately avoided the farewell, claiming he was busy.
Something had clearly changed in Master’s state of mind since the duel with Elder Gwon Je, but I did not presume to bring it up first.
It was because I understood Master’s heart.
‘Master truly made a difficult decision.’
I know Cheonwoo is a fully grown prodigy disciple, yet my heart feels like sending a three-year-old son on an errand.
It’s exactly how a father with children feels.
I pulled out a wooden box and handed it to Cheonwoo.
“What is this, brother?”
“Open it after I leave. If you think of me as your brother, you must do exactly as I say. Understood?”
Cheonwoo’s eyes widened slightly. Soon after, he nodded with a composed expression.
“Yes.”
At that, I finally smiled warmly.
“Good boy. My brother.”
I ruffled Cheonwoo’s hair once, then turned away without hesitation.
“See you next time.”
Without looking back once, I descended the mountain swiftly.
As my brother grew distant, Cheonwoo finally opened the wooden box.
Click—
That object with its crystalline fragrance was the Huandan Pill that any hermit who entered the Mudang Sect would covet.
The Taiqing Divine Pill.
Cheonwoo cried out in shock.
“Brother!???”
But I was no longer visible even to Cheonwoo’s eyes.
My brother, who had deliberately distanced himself, was already gone.
Cheonwoo stood bewildered, unable to repay such boundless kindness, and finally gripped the wooden box tightly.
“Why does brother always…”
He couldn’t understand why such a precious thing was being given to someone like him.
Cheonwoo’s mind couldn’t comprehend it, but his heart felt warm, and he lingered in that spot for a long while, shifting his feet restlessly.
He already missed his brother.
025. The Meeting of Dragon and Phoenix
A nameless forest.
Hwang-gu races forward.
Woof, woof woof!
Just then, a tiger lunged at Hwang-gu, attempting to strike him down.
Crack!
Noeji’s blue lightning bolt pierced the tiger’s head.
“Wow, I heard this mountain had many tigers, and it’s really true. No matter how hungry in this world, who would think of eating Hwang-gu?”
I glanced at the tiger that had died from a single lightning strike and was slightly surprised.
“The fur is a bit singed, but it’s better than expected. The hide and claws are usable.”
Woof!
“Alright, alright. It’s over there, isn’t it?”
I immediately moved again at Hwang-gu’s urging.
Soon, where Hwang-gu stopped was a deep pit with thick snow accumulated.
“By the way, this mountain is really high. It looks like perpetual snow.”
I began digging through the snow with my hands.
Using my Five Elements qi, I protected my hands with fire-generating energy and carved the snow into neat squares with metal-generating energy, stacking them upward like a human ice machine.
After stacking each block of snow, I paused at a certain point and stopped.
“Ah, here it is.”
From that point on, I carefully excavated downward.
What emerged in my hands was a spirit herb as transparent as ice.
“Frostsnow Cold Herb! Found it!”
It grew beneath eternal snow, feeding on the moisture of the eternal snow to propagate.
Since it withered when exposed to sunlight, neither the search nor the harvesting process was simple.
Yet I held the Frostsnow Cold Herb brightly beneath the sun.
Remarkably, the herb remained vibrant without any sign of wilting.
This was because I was simultaneously infusing it with cold and wood qi, performing nourishment cultivation.
Normally, such nourishment cultivation was used for medical purposes on people, but I was employing it to harvest spirit herbs.
I infused qi to preserve it, then placed it back into the carved snow blocks and pressed it down firmly.
Though it required the tedious task of periodically infusing cold qi, this method of storage ensured the medicinal efficacy never diminished.
“With this, I’ve now gathered all four spirit medicines I originally set out to collect.”
The spirit beasts under Hyeolseonggyo’s control—Heukgapoong and Cheonryeong—had already fallen into my hands.
I had long since gathered all the spirit medicines.
Clang!
“Consume it directly? No, given its nature, it would be better to return to Baekrin Uigak, refine it, and take it as a proper spirit medicine.”
After the war with Hyeolseonggyo, I could think of nothing but becoming stronger.
Fortunately, only one executive-level member, Geumcheon-gun, had been dispatched this time. Had even one more come, my Master would have been collecting my corpse.
‘It’s a matter of survival.’
I wanted to live.
Only after confronting the Blood Fiend and facing death did I realize I was merely a modern person.
I could not do what Gangho warriors did—thrust a blade without fear of death.
To survive, I needed to gather all the spirit medicines.
Those days of living like a satisfied pig were long past.
I resolved to seize this opportunity and consume everything harshly, efficiency be damned, pushing myself to the third heavenly cycle.
‘And I’ve accumulated an enormous amount of spirit medicines too.’
Tallying up the spirit medicines I possessed:
One Taecheong Divine Pellet, and four natural spirit medicines comparable to it.
If even one leaked out, it would spark a blood catastrophe.
Since my martial understanding and internal cultivation had advanced simultaneously through great enlightenment on Mudang Mountain, consuming two of these and training for several months should bring me to the third heavenly cycle.
That would leave three remaining.
‘I didn’t expect three to be left over. Could I use them when transforming my Master’s body? That depends on fortune, so it might be difficult. Or perhaps distributing them equally among my junior brothers would be more efficient without gambling.’
I had already given one to Cheonwoo, so giving one each to Yeo Ha-ryun and Sama Hyeon would account for two.
Still, one remained.
‘A pleasant problem to have.’
It was all thanks to the hardships I had endured.
Chirp—!
Noeji let out a long cry from above.
“Ah, so you’ve arrived.”
I brushed my hand across Hwang-gu’s forehead.
“You know the scent of a familiar place, don’t you? Lead the way.”
With those words, I tossed him some dried meat.
Snap—
Hwang-gu flipped through the air, caught the dried meat in his mouth, and immediately bolted forward.

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