Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 326

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Chapter 326
My form glided across the terrain, my sleeves billowing upward.
I assessed the lay of the land and analyzed my opponent’s formation.
My azure eyes instantly identified the most advantageous direction and guided me there.
I drew in a deep breath, pulling air deep into my lungs. Then I fused the Five Elements vital energy within my lungs.
Simultaneously, the martial principles of the Seven Demons Golden Divine Art decomposed within me and were reassembled into the Five Elements Divine Art.
“Everyone, cease this fighting–!”
Cease this fighting! Cease this fighting! Cease this fighting!
Booooooom—
My voice echoed across all directions as if resonating through a cavern.
Sound Art.
A martial technique that infuses energy into sound.
When this technique—capable of shaking human emotions and possessing physical destructive force—manifested, a tremendous shockwave erupted, shaking everything within a hundred paces in all directions.
“Krraaaagh!”
“Cough!”
“S… save me…!”
Everyone collapsed, clutching their ears against a Sound Art rivaling the Lion’s Roar.
In a single motion, the entire battle came to an abrupt halt.
In that moment.
I descended to the entrance of the secret chamber.
Thud—
Everyone gasped in shock upon realizing that the one who had unleashed such a formidable Sound Art was Baek-ui Sinryong.
Yet they watched me quietly, their eyes filled with caution.
‘That was quite effective. I didn’t expect results like this myself. The method of using sound waves to strike the cochlea directly is remarkably reliable, isn’t it? I should remember this for emergencies later.’
Sound is an effective form of attack.
Due to the nature of human hearing, even a mere three-decibel increase results in the perceived sound doubling.
This was why governments mandated hearing protection for workers in facilities exceeding ninety decibels.
And it was for this same reason that America continued developing weapons based on sound.
The human eardrum is a far more delicate organ than most realize.
Among martial artists, few trained their ears unless they had specifically learned Sound Art themselves.
Seven Demons Golden.
Originally a divine technique using an instrument called the guqin, but I had decomposed its martial principles and reassembled them for use with the Five Elements Divine Art.
The Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong combined with the Dual Thought Technique already gave me a thinking speed unlike others.
Adding the consumption of precious jade to increase my five senses meant my understanding of martial techniques reached a level worthy of being called a Grand Master!
And combining this with modern knowledge, I had unleashed that shout just now.
A sound wave attack that struck the human eardrum and shook the cochlea, causing dizziness!
No matter how much inner energy one possessed, without expertise in Sound Art, defending against it was virtually impossible.
Even the two Minor Sect Leaders of the Demon Sect had staggered momentarily.
“Everyone, let us cease this fighting. With Hyeolseonggyo appearing once more, continuing to battle would only mean playing into their schemes.”
Thousands of martial artists stood with drawn swords, glaring at me, yet I showed not the slightest hint of intimidation.
‘If I show even the slightest hesitation here, I’ll be the one getting attacked.’
Thanks to the Dual Thought Technique, I remained aware of the auras around me while my mind continued plotting the next moves.
A game of strategy unfolding in my thoughts.
Among martial artists in such an extreme state of excitement, if my next move was wrong, it would be I myself who would be torn to shreds.
Now that both sides had tasted each other’s blood, calming them with logic was no simple task.
Yet, perhaps provoked by my composed expression?
Another Minor Sect Leader of the Demon Sect—one who hadn’t appeared in the previous duel—stepped forward toward me.
He stopped about ten paces away and opened his mouth.
“So you’re the famous Baekui Gwangryong. True to the name ‘Gwangryong,’ you certainly speak madness. Do you truly think we’ll withdraw quietly in this situation?”
“And who might you be…?”
“I am Heukun, the third Minor Sect Leader of Ilwol Singyeo. Surely you’ve heard my name before?”
Heukun.
The third Minor Sect Leader of the Demon Sect.
The eldest among the currently living Minor Sect Leaders.
This wasn’t information spread by street gossips. However, it had gradually become known among warriors who purchased intelligence for silver, and naturally, I knew of it as well.
‘As expected… judging by the aura I sense, he’s definitely one of the Minor Sect Leaders. Heukun has appeared here. Didn’t this man also fight Yeo Ha-ryun to the death?’
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Heukun.
A villain of a different type than Cheong-yeon.
Based on the Cheonma Divine Art, he had mastered the demonic technique of the Blood Mandate Pagoda Diamond Divine Art.
His body had reached the state of Diamond Indestructibility, and he could withstand even powerful qi with his flesh.
Moreover, his raw strength was tremendous—he was a being who could shatter boulders and dent steel with his bare hands without even using inner force.
Protected and raised from childhood by the Demon Sect’s Six Houses, he had grown consuming miraculous pills as casually as rice.
His inner force was formidable, and his total inner power reserves were likely higher than my current level.
‘However, his weaknesses are equally clear.’
He was slow.
Even in the Hwagyeong realm, the novel described his movements as remarkably sluggish.
Yet, given his nature as one raised as a heavenly young master through the Cheonma Divine Art.
He compensated for his weaknesses and leveraged his strengths through his ability to dominate and control his surroundings.
To such a Heukun, Cheonma bestowed her divine art and spoke thus:
-A flower born noble and raised noble. From seed, the lowly creatures revered your nobility—I wonder if that fruit too shall be noble. Show me. Can the demon created by the hands of the lowly truly reach the heavens? If you cannot, you shall be torn into a thousand pieces.
True to her prophecy, Heukun was ultimately torn into a thousand pieces by those who served him.
It wasn’t that Heukun lacked leadership or influence.
It was simply that his opponent was poor.
The one who orchestrated this was Ilkana.
Future subordinate of Yeo Ha-ryun and currently the third-rate assassin I kept in my service.
-To have consumed miraculous pills and received great teachings since childhood, yet the demonic art he accumulated is merely adequate? In this world… where could such pills be found?
-If the Absorption Technique were used on the Minor Sect Leaders, could those who haven’t received the Cheonma Divine Art also drain inner force?
-Ah, just asking on a whim. It’s nothing important.
With a devil’s tongue, she split the Demon Sect’s Six Houses and tore apart the symbiotic relationship between Cheong-yeon and Heukun.
Ilkana ultimately perished as well, but the blade she left behind worked methodically to bring down Heukun.
In the most tragic and horrifying manner possible.
‘If Cheong-yeon had been pure evil, he would have lacked the cruelty to kill everyone close to him.’
Had it been Cheong-yeon, he would have severed the neck at the slightest hint of suspicion.
The black flower nurtured in good soil and affection since childhood ultimately could not cast people aside in the end.
‘Yet having killed innocents and created countless blood paths, he is undoubtedly a villain.’
Already, blood stained his hands to a degree scarcely less than Cheong-yeon’s.
Given such circumstances, receiving judgment from the protagonist and meeting death was the natural course of the narrative.
But that was a matter for the future.
I acknowledged the Minor Sect Leader with a light gesture.
“I have heard much about you, Heukun Soegooju.”
I would gloss over this with such a casual bow and move directly to the main matter.
“Allow me to propose a compromise. What if we all jointly transcribed the secret techniques obtained from breaking through Bidong and divided them equally among ourselves?”
Heukun answered calmly to that suggestion.
“Why should we do that? When we can sweep away the hypocrites of the Martial Arts Alliance and claim Bidong for ourselves.”
It was the answer I had naturally anticipated.
I nodded my head.
“I understand. Then let us proceed as follows. You are welcome to reject my proposal and continue fighting. Should you choose to do so….”
“Then what?”
“I will flee while continuously employing that sound technique from before. I guarantee you will be unable to conduct the kind of collective warfare you are managing now.”
In the Gangho of the Dosan Sword Forest, blades are invariably counted as the most fearsome weapons.
However, my perspective as a surgeon from Earth was somewhat different.
‘Let me see if I can produce the sound of fingernails scratching a chalkboard with my mouth. I’ve never tried this before, so I’m curious how far I can push it myself.’
If the previous sound technique could be designated as Level 1, the sound of fingernails scraping a chalkboard could be classified as Level 2.
I intended to flee deliberately while continuously producing that sound.
“Insane….”
“…Gwangryong….”
“Are you in your right mind….”
Soon, a Righteous Faction Warrior cried out in shock.
“And yet… you call yourself a warrior! Do you intend to desecrate our life-and-death duel!”
“I would sooner take my own life than live in such shame!”
Even a patient who attempts suicide must be saved desperately upon arrival at the emergency room—such is the way of a doctor.
A doctor believes that even rolling in a dog’s excrement in this life is better than the alternative.
Human medicine is, in a sense, infinitely crude, and surgery is always a succession of choices.
If losing hearing in one ear forever means removing a tumor.
If living several more years means wearing a catheter for life.
One must observe what choice the patient makes in desperate circumstances and share in that outcome.
I have seen patients who took poison wanting to die, only to be transported to the emergency room.
Even in such circumstances, that person desperately endured in the intensive care unit, wanting one last glimpse of their children.
Though the poison had been swallowed and could not be reversed, they wished to see their children.
For a week, I endured the torment between the desire to die and the longing to live.
Could life itself be so filthy?
Could an existence be defiled by defilement itself?
“Defiled…?”
A bitter laugh escaped me.
If their lives as Warriors deserved respect and honor, then my life as a Doctor deserved the same.
It was a value that both sides had upheld throughout their entire lives.
Yet the two could never coexist.
I knew that no words would ever bridge that gap.
“I’m just a doctor, you know? I don’t want to see any more patients, that’s all! If you don’t like it, then drink it! If I just use my internal energy to run away, even the Demon Sect’s elite wouldn’t be able to fight properly!”
Let them call me stubborn if they wished.
Just fight somewhere without me.
“Cover your ears!”
“I am Hwagyeong, and the sound technique of Hwagyeong cannot be blocked so easily, can it?”
“Insane… you absolute madman!”
“You don’t even draw your blades for the common people. You kill each other over a mere martial technique, and yet you dare speak with such eloquence–!”
Let them point fingers at me as a lunatic for the rest of my life.
That is what I thought.
As I channeled my inner energy and cried out again, all the martial artists clutched their ears and staggered.
“This is too much, even for you. Baekui Gwangryong.”
Heukun furrowed his brow and stepped forward.
Then.
“I agree with what Baek-ui Sinryong says.”
One person appeared to support me.
The Martial Arts Alliance Leader himself, Changwang Akjin.
Heukun responded to Akjin’s words.
“Martial Arts Alliance Leader! Just because you agree doesn’t mean I will consent!”
After all, it was the Martial Arts Alliance that had broken the agreement.
Changwang spoke with a grim expression.
“Then what if we resolve this using the ways of Gangho?”

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