Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 320

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Chapter 320
“Many will die.”
“Yes. I sensed it the moment I saw them retreat without resistance.”
It was the calm before the typhoon.
Though instead of lightning, human screams would pierce the air, and instead of rain, blood would fall—yet it was no different from a typhoon.
“That too is the martial world. Human greed.”
Jin Cheon-hee suddenly recalled the time when he had died.
Earth was still at war.
Only a handful of nations enjoyed peace; there had never been a moment in human history without war.
For a single diamond mine, rebel forces mobilized and the region became a sea of blood. Child soldiers picked up guns.
Earth and this place were no different.
Only the diamond mines there were replaced by the Eight Grand Forbidden Techniques here.
“Is there no way to stop it?”
“I’m not certain… If one of the Three Elites were here, perhaps it could be prevented. However, they are not the sort to concern themselves with such disputes over forbidden techniques. You’ve met Cheonma, so you understand better than most.”
She was preparing to ascend to the heavens.
She would rather see the human world descend into greater chaos. She was not the type to involve herself in such matters.
The other Two Elites would be the same.
“If I were stronger… could I have stopped it? If I were just a little more—”
“Enough.”
My Master silenced my words.
“All people are born and live by their own will. Even their deaths are their own choice. To forcibly prevent that—is that not your arrogance?”
In other words, there was no need to worry about every fool rushing toward death.
It was also my Master’s advice born from concern for my nature.
My heart stirred for a moment, but I soon nodded.
“I was nearly caught by delusion.”
“Yes. We are Doctors. If they seek treatment, we provide it. We cannot interfere in their lives. There is no way to do so. You are not walking the Tyrant’s Path, after all. And the Tyrant’s Path is a road built upon rivers of blood.”
I recalled Yeo Ha-ryun.
Why was that?
Thinking of the blood he shed and his screams in the original work—he was someone who should never have come to a place like this—yet I suddenly missed him.
Jegalling spoke.
“Hope, I worry because you’re still so young. Sometimes you try to bear too heavy a burden…”
‘No, Master. In terms of mental age, I’m not that young.’
My conscience pricked me slightly.
* * *
‘Now only my two younger brothers remain.’
Cheonwoo and Hyeon.
In Cheonwoo’s case, I had given him some martial arts guidance throughout his journey here, helping him achieve growth.
Of course, he hadn’t reached the stage of enlightenment.
That was impossible through such methods.
Still, it should have been helpful enough to preserve his life in dangerous moments.
I finished my thoughts there and stepped out of the tent.
Suddenly, I began to notice groups departing from both the Martial Arts Alliance and the Sadoryeonju. The way they packed their belongings heavily suggested they were leaving this place entirely.
“Oh, so there are groups leaving even at this late stage.”
“It’s not uncommon for people to change their minds at the end, is it? From the Martial Arts Alliance, the Wudang Faction and the Hwangbo Sega people have withdrawn. From the Sadoryeonju… it’s Oh Dok-mun and the Haesa Faction.”
“If the Wudang Faction is leaving, then Cheonwoo should be safe. But I’m worried about Sama Hyeon.”
“Haha, that fellow will survive far better than the Demon Sect’s refuse, so don’t worry.”
Somewhere along the way, Yeo Ha-ryun had become “refuse.” There was no point in pointing it out one by one—my Master would only find that objectionable and tell me to sever the connection.
‘But Master’s words about Sama Hyeon surviving well are sincere.’
I wasn’t someone who didn’t recognize the authenticity of my Master’s insight.
In the end, I nodded in agreement.
“Is that so…?”
“Yes. We simply need to observe.”
* * *
“Master~ are we really supposed to do this? The math doesn’t add up.”
Sama Hyeon grumbled while looking at the Gold Blood Hall Sect Leader, one of the Hao-mun.
Unknown to anyone else, the Golden King had come here in secret.
She concealed her face with silk cloth and reclined at an angle in a palanquin that appeared ordinary on the outside but was luxuriously appointed within.
“What doesn’t add up?”
“First… there isn’t much benefit. Even if our Sadoryeonju has the most people in numbers, in terms of elite forces, we’re less than half of the Demon Sect and maybe seventy percent of the Martial Arts Alliance?”
“Kekeke, how bold.”
She laughed with delight at Sama Hyeon’s answer.
This was the kind of disciple she had recently taken. He was the only one who would coldly calculate the Gold Blood Hall and the Sadoryeonju before her.
“So what are you trying to say?”
“Well~ if we clash like this, the casualties will become interesting. Setting aside the Sadoryeonju, it won’t be good for our Gold Blood Hall either, right? Master?”
“You’re the type who despises unprofitable ventures.”
“That’s correct.”
Sama Hyeon laughed playfully.
The Sadoryeonju.
The Sadoryeonju consisted of Sulgye, the Jang Mun-in of the Guireung Faction and leader of the Sadoryeonju, the Gold Blood Hall Sect Leader, the Oh Dok-mun leader, and the Huanghe Changjiang water transport chief.
Four faction leaders had gathered in total.
Along with them came the Sadoryeonju’s direct military forces and the combined strength of these four sects.
Additionally, numerous subordinate and mid-tier factions belonging to the four forces had joined.
Those not participating were the Haesa Faction, the Assassination Sword Tower, the Green Forest Eighteen Strongholds, and the Blood Corpse Sect.
Currently, the Sadoryeonju had a total of four Hwagyeong-level absolute masters.
“…Correct?”
At Sama Hyeon’s question after explaining this far, she nodded.
“That’s right.”
“And the Demon Sect brought three of the Six Demon Families directly leading their forces.”
Two Soegoojus participated, and three of the six absolute masters called the Demon Sect’s Six Heavens also participated.
In other words, the Demon Sect had five Hwagyeong-level masters.
The Mazong Six Families had only sent their elite forces so far.
No more would arrive, but even these elite forces alone posed considerable pressure.
“…Is this also correct~?”
“Yes. Well observed, my dear disciple.”
“Finally, the Martial Arts Alliance. They’re no ordinary force either.”
From the Martial Arts Alliance came the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, the Gaju of Jin Ju-eonga, the Sect Leader of the Qingcheng Faction, the Gaju of the Sichuan Tang Family, and the Sect Leader of the Gonggong Faction.
Five masters at the Hwagyeong level had gathered.
Additionally, the Martial Arts Alliance’s direct military forces and numerous minor and mid-tier sects had joined them.
“Among these, Sadoryeonju Sulgye is one of the Two Emperors. Martial Arts Alliance Leader Changwang is one of the Two Kings. Two of the ten greatest masters under heaven exist in this very place. However, given that the Minor Sect Leader of the Demon Sect defeated Changwang, it would be wise to consider her a master of the Two Kings’ caliber.”
“You’ve grasped it correctly.”
“….”
Sama Hyeon chose his words carefully for a moment.
His master was the one who held more gold than anyone else in this world, and even Sama Hyeon himself found her difficult to understand.
She had never once displayed her true martial prowess, and rarely revealed her genuine intentions.
It seemed as though an unfathomable obsession with money had been born wearing human skin.
Trying to discern her true motives was an extraordinarily difficult task.
Attempting to outwit her would be childish and meaningless.
Sama Hyeon simply stated his conclusion plainly.
“No matter how I look at it, fighting like this to obtain the Patcheon Musang Divine Art and master it seems like it would result in tremendous losses~?”
“Khahaha. If you look at it in the short term, your words are correct.”
“You mean in the long term, I’m wrong?”
In response, she placed the pipe she’d been holding to her lips instead of answering.
Whoosh—
She exhaled a thin plume of smoke and continued speaking.
“Precisely. There’s the matter of speaking rights within the Sadoryeon, but if we preserve our forces while increasing the casualties of the other Sadoryeon members, wouldn’t that also be profitable?”
At those words, Sama Hyeon’s eyes widened slightly.
She harbored no loyalty or attachment to this Sadoryeon from the start.
All she needed was profit.
“That’s not all. The probability of obtaining the Patcheon Musang Divine Art is low, but if we do, it’s a jackpot. And if we don’t, it doesn’t matter. There’s much to gain from those who will die in this war.”
“The ledger showed quite a few delinquent debtors.”
“Right. For now they’re delaying payment through force, but once a few of them drop dead, they’ll have no choice but to sell their assets to repay. Moreover, the weapons at their waists, while not divine-class, are at least fine weapons from each family. Those from the corpses of the Demon Sect and orthodox sects will be sold by the heterodox sects, and those from heterodox corpses we can claim ourselves.”
It was madness.
She viewed both the orthodox and heterodox entirely through the lens of money.
Yet Sama Hyeon felt his mind become remarkably clear. He too had felt the same way, which was why he’d been displeased with this expedition.
However, if this was what his master desired, it aligned with the direction Sama Hyeon himself pursued.
“So from the beginning, Master, you’re planning to profit on the premise that we won’t succeed?”
“Exactly so. This is how one conducts business. I’ve already made all the necessary preparations. Doesn’t the old saying go that war is the greatest marketplace?”
Whoosh—
She exhaled smoke once more.
The veil of gauze trembled, but her face remained hidden.
“Our purpose is singular. We make money. The Patcheon Musang Divine Art is merely a bonus in the game of go.”
Sama Hyeon laughed with genuine delight. At his expression, my face mask trembled slightly.
“So you’re finally at ease.”
“I was incompetent and failed to trust you, Master.”
“It’s fine. Continue to distrust me. That is your strength. For gold does not come to those who believe, but to those who doubt.”
She spoke thus and laughed with lips as crimson as blood.
* * *
The Sadoryeonju and the Martial Arts Alliance.
Both were confederations, but that didn’t mean their military forces were dispatched to each sect to operate independently.
Of course, there were organizations created through dispatch, but more than eighty percent maintained separate direct military units.
These direct military units were either secured directly by the Sadoryeonju and Alliance or were created through research, teaching their exclusive internal martial arts from childhood as the standard practice.
The Sadoryeonju’s Seven Martial Corps, which had attempted to kidnap Jin Cheon-hee before, was a prime example.
Naturally, the Martial Arts Alliance possessed such organizations as well.
Among them, the Bangseon Corps was the representative example.
Its membership numbered three hundred and sixty-five.
The large-scale defensive sword formations they deployed were renowned for being exceptionally solid and formidable.
There was one problem.
The Bangseon Danzu was a spy for the Hyeolseonggyo.
‘If I complete this task well… Dong Cheon-gun said he would personally bestow upon me the Hyeolseon Fruit…’
The Hyeolseon Fruit.
It was treated as a treasure even within the Hyeolseonggyo.
While the Marhyeol Pill allowed one to gain immortality and tremendous power by transforming into a non-human existence, the Hyeolseon Fruit was a miraculous elixir that granted immense power while maintaining human form.
It had no effect in increasing internal energy, but it granted the effect of strengthening the body itself.
It was known that even Sip Cheon-gun, the highest executive of the Hyeolseonggyo, had consumed only one.
In some ways, it was more precious than the Marhyeol Pill.
Bangseon Danzu muttered inwardly with an expressionless face.
He now stood at the very front of the Martial Arts Alliance, deploying the defensive sword formation with the Bangseon Corps members.
Behind the Bangseon Corps, the elite forces of the Martial Arts Alliance were moving into position.
The formation was not yet fully arranged, and internally it had been decided to attack the Sadoryeonju.
The problem was that Changwang, the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, was holding firm like an immovable rock.
Although the Martial Arts Alliance was a confederation rather than a hierarchical organization, when the leader held out like this, delays were inevitable.
The distance to the Sadoryeonju’s formation was merely fifty zhang—approximately one hundred fifty meters.
‘Hehehehe… Hyeolseon. I shall offer you the blood of these people. Please look upon me with favor.’
Bangseon Danzu Hyeok Cheon-wi.
He drew his sword.
“The Leader has commanded! All draw swords!”

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