Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 305

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Chapter 305
The staircase appeared again. As I climbed it, the staircase vanished once more.
The door closed, and everything returned to its original place as if nothing had happened.
Even the Eight Trigrams had reverted to their initial reversed state.
“Hah… it feels like I’ve been dreaming.”
Meeting an enormous dragon, discussing the end of the world.
Yet in my hand rests this dragon-eye candy—too tangible to dismiss as mere daydreaming.
‘There is still so much in this world I don’t understand. Then again, a single world could never be fully captured in just a few novels.’
I heard the tale of the world’s end, but whether it will occur during Jin Cheon-hee’s lifetime, or two hundred years hence, or three hundred years hence—I couldn’t say. Perhaps it might even be a thousand years away.
‘Yeo Ha-ryun will handle it somehow. He’s the protagonist, after all.’
Wasn’t it he who defeated the Final Boss?
‘I should simply remain quietly behind Yeo Ha-ryun and provide support.’
Continuously managing the bloodshed that trails in his wake, ensuring it doesn’t grow beyond control.
Helping to keep Yeo Ha-ryun himself sane, ensuring his companions don’t perish.
It won’t be an easy path, but it’s not impossible.
Standing neither too close nor too distant from the protagonist’s side, offering subtle assistance—that would suffice.
Anything beyond that, I cannot guarantee my own mind could endure.
Vague as it may be, it’s neither impossible nor beyond my capability.
That will do.
I gazed at the dragon-eye candy Eungryong had given me for a long while.
‘He said only I could eat it.’
It doesn’t seem to contain poison.
My opponent is a mythical being. If he truly wanted me dead, a single stomp of his foreleg would reduce me to a handful of blood.
‘Let me eat it.’
I placed it directly into my mouth.
It dissolved smoothly like a spirit pill, sliding down my throat.
‘Wow, is this chocolate? It’s sweet and delicious, really.’
Yet after eating it, I felt no particular change.
Inner energy surging from my dantian?
I felt nothing whatsoever.
Isn’t he a mythical being?
I may have merely possessed a body and stumbled into this world, but everyone in the martial realm has heard myths of Eungryong since childhood.
In Korean terms, Eungryong would be on the level of the bear and tiger that stood with Grandfather Dangun, or perhaps the Wind Count, Rain Master, and Cloud Master.
How could a gift from such a being have no efficacy whatsoever?
“….”
Even searching through my dantian revealed no signs of increased inner energy.
“Hmm, I have no idea. Let me organize what I do remember.”
I sat in lotus position and closed my eyes briefly for meditation.
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If asked to choose between preview and review, I would undoubtedly choose review.
Even in places like Gangnam’s eight-school district, where students complete high school curriculum by elementary school, the neighborhood where I grew up wasn’t particularly competitive academically.
Having been raised in an orphanage, I couldn’t afford such elaborate advance studying anyway.
And whether it was just my imagination or not, studying ahead of time felt like… getting spoiled on the material.
It diminished the joy of learning itself, you could say.
So naturally, I came to prefer review over preview.
That habit stayed with me for life.
‘Well, once you get to university, if you don’t learn how to study independently, you’ll fall behind anyway.’
It wasn’t anything as grandiose as self-directed learning.
I simply needed to go beyond mere memorization and engage in genuine thinking.
In a sense, that was something I’d been doing my entire life, so it suited me well.
I began organizing everything I’d memorized.
It was similar to sorting scattered files on a hard drive into folders by category.
And to organize things that way, I first had to understand them.
I drank another generous helping of spring water nearly as pure as distilled water (with my internal energy at thirty years, there was no cultivation benefit) and began regulating my breathing to organize my thoughts.
‘To increase my internal energy further, I’d need to fully enter the next realm, Hwagyeong. This is just a process of honing my sensitivity to qi circulation.’
Because of this, I could establish the theoretical foundations of martial techniques while regulating my breathing.
And now, with the deadline approaching.
I began to sense something unfamiliar.
Of course, it wasn’t a new sensation of internal energy.
Rather, it was something I’d naturally known long ago but seemed to have forgotten…
Eventually, I stopped regulating my breathing and opened my eyes.
“Something’s… off.”
I stared at my hands for a long moment.
I tilted my head in confusion for another long moment.
What came from my lips was utterly unexpected.
“It’s too… easy. They’re connecting… why?”
In that instant, pale blue electricity crackled from the five fingers of my left hand with a sharp sound.
Like electric current dancing between Tesla coil windings, the electricity flowing between my fingers was wondrous.
But my right hand was the complete opposite.
There, a mass of black darkness—as if gathering the universe’s dark matter—churned and moved.
Even the Dual Thought Technique has its limits.
It’s possible to pull off the insane feat of summoning fire energy in one hand and ice energy in the other.
But how to delicately control the fire energy, and how to manipulate the ice energy—those are separate matters entirely.
On top of that, there’s the difficult-to-handle lightning energy, and the other one comes from a completely different faction altogether.
I was wielding two of the most difficult techniques in both hands, yet there wasn’t a single point of collision in my meridians and qi.
“If I think I can do it like this… I can? This shouldn’t be this easy… these shouldn’t be techniques that work this simply…?”
While establishing the theoretical foundations of divine techniques.
I began to sense something strange.
It was similar to ‘intuition,’ and in a way, it resembled ‘foresight.’
Like a fish knowing how to swim, I felt naturally certain it would work.
It was certainly an unfamiliar martial art theory from an obscure school, and under normal circumstances, it would have been impossible to use.
Yet I had somehow intuitively come to understand that by borrowing ‘certain aspects’ from ‘other martial arts’ and grafting them together, I could wield it with proficiency.
And this was the result.
The Jegal Family’s sword technique, the Taeul Danseonggeom, was certainly from an obscure school, or rather… well… when compared among obscure schools, it could be said to fall short by two tiers.
But the Five Elements Divine Art was different.
A martial art that was compatible with nearly all other techniques—one could call it nearly universal.
I would make that my foundation.
And if I borrowed some elements from the Gonggong Faction’s Hunyuan Yiqi Gong?
The result.
It became possible to manifest the Namgung Family’s “Heavenly Thunder Emperor Divine Art,” which would have been impossible to use otherwise.
And that result was my left hand.
Of course, I couldn’t match someone who had trained in the Heavenly Thunder Emperor Divine Art or Hunyuan Yiqi Gong their entire lives…
‘And yet.’
With this, I gained a superior ability to establish martial arts.
But it was strange. When had I acquired such an ability?
My eyes glowed blue once more, and I found the answer without much difficulty.
‘It’s more than mere intuition… some kind of deeper insight has awakened.’
My senses grew sharper, and my intellect produced premonitions in an instant.
Affirming what was possible as possible.
It removed all hesitation.
‘This is Eungryong’s gift. A highly developed intuition.’
It finds what I’m searching for with certainty.
Of course, it doesn’t make me know what I don’t know. It merely organizes what I already know with clarity.
An ordinary person might wonder how much this could help.
But I am Jin Cheon-hee, who has had to search for answers amidst countless problems.
When fighting Sip Cheon-gun, and when saving patients.
The ability to organize what I know accurately and quickly, then draw conclusions.
‘It was an elixir that increased enlightenment itself—my very aptitude.’
My heart raced.
Martial arts depend heavily on enlightenment—on talent.
It wasn’t for nothing that people said those with slow progress lacked aptitude.
Of course, I was delighted for different reasons.
‘With this, I can accelerate my paper writing. And also in developing new medicines…’
Professor Jin was happy to be able to contribute to humanity’s evolution.
Though the humans of this world were similar yet different from those of the world where I came from.
After all, people on Earth couldn’t break rocks with bare hands or part waterfalls.
In any case, these humans were still humans, so I could contribute, and that made Professor Jin happy.
‘This is good. This is really good. Yoo Ho, wait for me! I’m coming!’
I didn’t know what ultimately happened to that soil sample he’d given me back then, but somehow it would work out.
‘Yes. With this enlightenment, I might finally obtain a clue to definitely enter the Hwagyeong stage. Master said he could reach it easily since he can already use the Heartless Swordless Technique, but I’m still uncertain about it…’
It was because my consciousness had not yet reached that level of enlightenment.
Can one truly be called a warrior if they cannot cut down another person?
Even after dozens or hundreds of real battles, my consciousness had always remained closer to life than to death, trapping me behind a wall that ordinary warriors could not even imagine.
Yet.
Even so, I had no intention of giving up.
I continued to push myself forward, undertaking the perilous descent into the Imperial Palace’s secret vault to open the next door.
And at the end of that journey.
As I organized countless divine techniques and the advanced martial arts beneath them, I prepared myself as a Doctor for the next stage.
And fortune followed.
‘My Master once said: standing alone between heaven and earth, perceiving the world’s infinite transformations through intent. But I still don’t understand what that truly means. If it’s infinite transformation, then the Five Elements Divine Art exists. And if it circulates, creating mutual generation and mutual restraint…’
My thoughts accelerated.
Eungryong’s gift.
The newfound enlightenment I had gained helped me.
At some moment, I began to immerse myself deeper and deeper in thought itself.
Eventually, I forgot my surroundings, and even began to forget my own name.
Unity of self and object.
Simultaneously, five types of qi arose around me.
The Five Elements’ qi converged on a single point, and from it emerged five lines.
Those lines gathered like stars and scattered, then gradually began to converge into one.
“Ah… so… that’s it?”
My entire body began to burn with the Five Elements.
A faint enlightenment. Within that enlightenment, I continued forward without stopping.
Within that enlightenment, my body slowly began to rise into the air.
The phenomenon of Floating Samadhi.
When a warrior breaks through a barrier, when that enlightenment reaches its extreme, the body rises—this is that phenomenon.
It resembled what Gungwi had once shown me, yet in some ways it was different.
Because Gungwi’s enlightenment and my enlightenment were different.
The qi surrounding my entire body swelled and swelled further, then in an instant was sucked back into my body.
Simultaneously, black sweat poured down and a pungent stench began to emanate.
Yet, unaware of even that, I continued to descend deeper into my enlightenment, entering the state of non-self.
Hwagyeong.
I had entered that supreme realm, unaware even of that fact.

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