Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 231

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Chapter 231
The moment the two heart techniques collided, the Five Elements Annihilation swelled as if it would end everything in a shocking display.
Yeo Ha-ryun glimpsed death itself.
Cheon Sal-seong’s instinct whispered the correct path to survival, a way to live—but not a way to win in this martial contest.
Yet Yeo Ha-ryun wanted to win.
So he tried to slip through the gap in his brother’s technique.
And then he saw it.
Within the Five Elements mutual restraint, a single qi projectile cutting through the space between them.
Finger Flick Heaven Piercing.
Jin Cheon-hee’s application.
Gentle Qi Projectile—!
No penetrating power, no explosive force.
A qi projectile whose sole purpose was to push, carrying not even a shred of killing intent.
Jin Cheon-hee had calculated exactly where Yeo Ha-ryun would try to burrow through.
Two heart technique strikes thrown for that very purpose.
Between them, a single threadbare gap.
The Brick Toss, Jade Draw stratagem that Jegalling had once used for his disciple.
The master had used it against Hyeolseonggyo to turn the tide of battle, and the disciple had learned and applied it to save his younger brother.
Thump!
The moment Yeo Ha-ryun realized he had lost the counting game, the qi projectile came from the corner and pushed his body backward.
[…I lost.]
Even in this situation, his brother—Jin Cheon-hee—had no intention of injuring Yeo Ha-ryun at all.
‘What kind of idealism is this….’
Yet his brother’s idealism had succeeded through thorough counting technique combat.
“The, victor, Baek Rin Medical Officer Jin Cheon-hee!”
와아아아아아—!
The crowd’s roar thundered like waves.
His brother waved his hand cheerfully while coughing up fragments of internal organs, as if the praise felt good.
“See? I’m the older brother.”
He laughed with such confidence, but with those words…
Jin Cheon-hee collapsed backward.
* * *
He didn’t remain unconscious for long.
The Baek Rin Medical Officers he had personally trained and raised.
This wasn’t something limited only to the Bugang faction.
From the process of discovering, nurturing, and training medical officers, to their practical deployment and graduation as full physicians, to emergency response protocols.
They had been cultivated without a single shortcoming.
He had staked everything to be truly recognized as an older brother by Yeo Ha-ryun.
Yeo Ha-ryun himself probably never expected to fight to the death in a martial contest.
When he opened his eyes, countless needles covered his entire body.
The scent of burning dried medicinal herbs fills my nostrils.
“So that insect-like bastard forced you to overexert yourself. I should have dealt with him long ago…”
My Master’s voice resonated.
“Hehe… Children grow by bickering with each other. Besides, I wasn’t trying to kill him. We were just strengthening our bonds.”
“Your tongue flows like a river the moment you wake up.”
With those words, Jegalling drove a large acupuncture needle deep into Jin Cheon-hee’s brow.
“Ugh.”
“The pain is of your own making.”
“There weren’t any major external injuries during the fight though…”
This time, my muscles weren’t severed, my limbs weren’t broken, and my ribs weren’t fractured.
“Your qi and blood are in complete disarray. You recklessly detonated the Five Elements in your dantian. That’s not what the Five Elements True Qi is meant for…”
“…”
My Master sighed.
“You did this knowing I could suppress Qi Deviation.”
I had carefully observed my Master deploying acupuncture against the Mudang Sect’s Sect Leader.
While it’s still difficult for my acupuncture to match my Master’s realm, I grasped the principles behind the technique just from watching once.
“People fear my genius, but sometimes I fear your Five Luminaries instead.”
“…”
“When people cherish others, care for them, and value them, people call it compassion. But in my eyes, you protect others to the point of self-harm.”
Compassion and self-harm.
They differ by just one stroke, yet carry completely opposite meanings.
“You said you were ordinary talent, or at best gifted. I disagree. In my eyes, you are also a genius, just in a different direction. Yes, an infinitely self-destructive genius.”
My Master withdrew one needle and inserted a new one.
“As a result of forcibly using the Heart Sealing Absolute Technique, which you shouldn’t have used. There is not a single intact place in your qi and blood, and your dantian has cracked.”
“That’s…”
“Normally, I would say reversing this condition is impossible. Only Baek Rin-ui-seon among the three greatest physicians under heaven can heal such a state. He conducted the most research on qi and blood to cure his own Nine Yin Meridians.”
My Master spoke of another person’s affairs with calm composure, as if recounting his own.
Thunk—
My Master continued speaking as he inserted the next needle.
“Even so, the danger remains unchanged. If you had made even the slightest mistake, even half of a mistake, it would have been irreversible.”
“…”
I closed my eyes.
“Does Cheon Sal-seong possess such value?”
“…Yes, he does.”
“I don’t understand, Hee. Wouldn’t it be better to slit that bastard’s throat and pray for my disciple’s wellbeing instead?”
“Master… Please.”
Thunk.
Jegalling withdrew one needle and inserted a new one.
“So Cheon Sal-seong’s position as your elder brother is that important to you. Do you agree that this is not a rational decision, but an extremely emotional one?”
“…”
My Master was asking me a question.
He was also saying that according to his calculations, Yeo Ha-ryun was unnecessary.
Yet he was asking why his disciple would stake his life for Yeo Ha-ryun.
The protagonist of a novel.
Fundamentally, every story revolves around its protagonist.
Whether the ending is comedy or tragedy, the protagonist remains the protagonist—that much never changes.
I didn’t want to mention this peculiarity.
Since I’ve already altered the future considerably, I cannot know what will happen ahead.
I have no intention of leading Yeo Ha-ryun away from the path of humanity.
“He is absolutely necessary to me.”
“…To stake your very life—truly, such remarkable brotherhood.”
Thunk—
“Ugh.”
This needle he inserted was unusually painful.
“In any case, I am not omnipotent. I can calm the turbulent qi and blood before one enters demonic cultivation, but if one has already fully descended into demonic cultivation with their qi and blood ruptured, restoring them to their original state would require leaving it to fate itself.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Thunk—
“Ugh!”
“Hahaha, this needle wasn’t inserted to heal you—it was to cause pain.”
As I collapsed, my younger brothers all lost their composure.
Yeo Ha-ryun seized me and unleashed Cheon Sal-seong’s murderous intent, while Cheonwoo tried to protect the doctors who would treat me.
Sama Hyeon attempted to kill Yeo Ha-ryun, the source of this calamity.
How he intended to kill him was unclear, but to Jegalling’s perception, one thing was certain.
It seemed the priority was to quickly eliminate the obstruction and rescue the elder brother.
Among them, the most unstable was Yeo Ha-ryun.
Cheon Sal-seong blocks human emotion from being felt.
It makes one desire only slaughter.
According to ancient texts, to control murderous intent, one must open the gate of the present realm.
Whether that text speaks truth is unknown, but if it does, for Yeo Ha-ryun to return to his senses, he would need to set foot in a distant realm of cultivation.
However, Cheon Sal-seong.
Fortunately, Yeo Ha-ryun’s murderous intent was not greatly different from the rampage of demonic cultivation.
Since it subsided quickly, great suspicion was not raised.
‘I will acknowledge that he suppressed it so quickly, but….’
The motive for controlling the impulse was also clear.
Because I coughed blood a second time.
And because Baek Rin-ui-seon himself immediately intruded into the arena.
It was an event that unfolded in a span of time so brief it could be called an instant.
Yet that instant felt as long as eternity.
“Master, how long was I unconscious?”
“Exactly one day has passed. Ah, don’t say that’s a good sign.”
…was about to do.
My Master struck first, so I clicked my tongue softly.
“If it’s the price of directly overcoming the pinnacle of Cheonma Divine Art, then it’s worth it.”
“That was the pinnacle of Cheonma Divine Art?”
“It’s a technique called Ilwol Paryeol Moo. Only those who have reached the realm of Heart Martial Arts can use it…”
“Yes. Even at a glance, I could see the martial philosophy of Heart Martial Arts was embedded in it. To kill Cheon Sal-seong, the faster the better, Hee-ya.”
“Master…”
“Yes. I understand.”
Though he said he understood, my Master was the type who would never explicitly say he wouldn’t do it.
“By the way, Master, when will you hold the awards ceremony?”
At my innocent question, my Master burst out laughing.
Just moments ago he was discussing the fate of the world and whether Cheon Sal-seong held such value, and now he was asking about an awards ceremony.
Sometimes he seemed like a sage, and sometimes like a young child.
“Normally I would have done it right away, but since the champion has lost consciousness, we’ll do it tomorrow.”
That’s all I could answer.
“I see. What kind of prize will you give?”
I had been hit by so much saliva that I was like a hedgehog, my eyes gleaming with excitement.
According to the Heavenly Demon, the Yongbong Jihoe only gives prizes to the champion.
Unlike modern Olympics with silver and bronze medals, it’s a place where the victor takes all, thoroughly.
The prizes change each time, but what universally goes in are secret martial arts manuals and the authority to become a disciple of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader. These two are fixed.
Of course, most warriors think their own sect is the greatest, so they usually choose the secret martial arts manuals.
The secret martial arts manuals are mainly the divine techniques and secret methods of masterless sects that the Martial Arts Alliance possesses.
For example, Cheonjin Religion.
Not just Tanji Cheon Tong, but other lost divine techniques and secret methods are scattered somewhere in Gangho.
“Even this Master, quite unintentionally, is part of the organizing committee, so I know what the prize for this Yongbong Jihoe is. Spiritual medicine, secret martial arts manuals, and divine weapons.”
Did he really join the organizing committee unintentionally?
Wasn’t it more likely he entered to guarantee his disciple’s victory and extract valuable information?
‘Huh? The opportunity to become a disciple of the Martial Arts Alliance Leader is missing.’
Looking at the original novel, wasn’t that always supposed to be a fixed prize?
‘Come to think of it, given the circumstances, this isn’t the time to take on new disciples.’
I didn’t know. If Changwang, who had already become the joint successor of Mudang Gwon-je, were to be urged to become a disciple, I couldn’t imagine what would happen.
Changwang’s removal of that prize was decidedly political.
After all, someone who had consumed the divine techniques of both the Jegalling Clan and the Mudang Sect wouldn’t seem to covet a position as Changwang’s disciple anyway.
There was no benefit in making those two monsters uncomfortable, so he wisely bowed his head.
My disciple, unaware of this, said:
“Hmm… Spiritual medicine would be difficult to make significant progress with in the current situation, so secret martial arts manuals and divine weapons would be more efficient.”
“Right. This secret martial arts manual is called Yuche Milgong, the secret transmission of the Esoteric Buddhism from distant Seojangjeonchuk.”
“Yuche Milgong!”
My eyes widened.
“Do you know of it?”
“Yes. More or less.”
It had appeared in the Supreme Heavenly Demon Scripture.
The Fluid Body Secret Art transforms the flesh as if it were rubber, making one’s body like a boneless human.
Upon reaching mastery, blunt force attacks become completely ineffective, and the bizarrely flexible body delivers greater power even when using the same martial techniques, or so I had read.
One of the divine martial arts, a type of external technique.
‘If it were possible to master both the Fluid Body Secret Art and the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art together, wouldn’t I be able to become the greatest martial artist in the world through physical prowess alone?’
A hypothesis any martial arts enthusiast would have pondered at least once.
The rigid form and the rubber form.
What happens when two external techniques are combined?

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