Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 333

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Chapter 333
Cheong-yeon Soegooju bit her lip firmly.
At her expression, the Martial Arts Alliance Leader sighed. And all the leaders of the other sects sighed as well.
Baek Rin-ui-seon. And his disciple, Baekui Gwangryong.
These two monsters were making this situation a complete mess.
If this were the traditional Gangho, corpses would already be piling up mountains high, and the survivors would have monopolized the secret manual here….
Everyone was sighing heavily with such thoughts weighing on them.
“Well then, I go first. You all figure out the rest of the order among yourselves.”
“Our Martial Arts Alliance will transcribe last.”
The Meng Zhu stepped back.
The senior members of the Martial Arts Alliance, including Gaju Jin Ju-eonga, sighed with exhausted faces.
Since the Martial Arts Alliance was the first to break the agreement, it was only proper to yield on principle.
In the end, the matter concluded thus.
In the original timeline, thousands would have died, but the Patcheonmusang Divine Art’s secret manual and the Blood Wind were sealed away with only hundreds of casualties.
No one could know what consequences this greatly scattered heavenly energy would bring in the future.
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The Martial Arts Alliance. Sadoren. And the Demonic Cult.
The three factions waited in separate locations, and the transcription took place at a central point between them.
They watched each other to prevent anyone from secretly removing the contents.
After the transcription was complete.
The original was burned.
Because none of them could allow any single faction to possess the original.
Unfortunately, the Baek Rin Medical Guild had served only in medical support and mediation roles, so I had no opportunity to transcribe the secret manual.
However.
Does the word “absolute” truly exist in this world?
Two people came to the Baek Rin Medical Guild and presented me with a transcribed copy of the Patcheonmusang Divine Art.
“It’s our first time meeting directly. I am Myo Iryeong.”
The Golden King.
She introduced herself while still wearing her veil.
At her side stood Sama Hyeon.
Unlike his usual glib demeanor, his formal and courteous bearing struck me as peculiar.
“I am Jegalling. Though I am but an inadequate servant, I bear responsibility for the Baek Rin Medical Guild.”
Jegalling responded respectfully to the Golden King.
“But to suddenly arrive with such a precious treasure… I confess I am somewhat bewildered. Might I inquire what this is about?”
“There is no need to speak with such formality and distance. Our newly accepted youngest disciple has sworn brotherhood with the Patriarch of the Baek Rin Medical Guild, so I have simply come bearing a gift to establish friendly relations between our organizations.”
Friendly relations.
It means to live well with neighbors and cultivate good friendships.
The meaning alone seems ordinary, but it is typically a term used when organizations conduct diplomacy with one another.
“In other words, my intention is to form an alliance.”
An alliance.
“Is this the will of Hao-mun?”
“Yes.”
Hao-mun.
An alliance of five sects. However, it was not a loose confederation system like Sadoren.
Because Hao-mun would never tolerate anyone stepping outside its boundaries.
That powerful cohesion was the driving force that had kept Hao-mun alive until now.
Moreover, this was also called the golden age of Hao-mun.
Each of the five sects of Hao-mun boasted prestige nearly equal to one of the Eight Great Sects or Nine Factions.
“Currently, Hao-mun as a whole maintains a very favorable disposition toward Baek Rin Medical Guild. Since the treatment of syphilis, which was called an incurable disease, many people have shown goodwill toward the Medical Guild for treating various illnesses that were previously thought impossible to cure.”
“That’s surprising. You’re charging quite expensive treatment fees to Hao-mun. Especially since you attempted to kidnap my disciple this time.”
“Regarding that matter, I understand substantial monetary compensation was offered as an apology. Furthermore.”
At those words, the corners of the Golden King’s mouth curved softly.
“An expensive and capable doctor is more precious than a cheap and incompetent one. Besides, anyone from Hao-mun important enough to be summoned to this meeting would not lack the funds for treatment.”
“Even if they did lack funds, they could simply extend their hand to the Golden King, could they not?”
At those words, she smiled coldly.
“Precisely. Warriors become currency. No matter how exorbitant the interest they must pay, if they are martial masters, they can capture wanted criminals and earn money that way.”
Her voice was filled with cynicism, yet simultaneously carried something chilling.
Soon, the Golden King set aside her smile and continued speaking.
“Until now, the Golden Blood Faction has coordinated with Baek Rin Medical Guild for monetary reasons on several occasions. Now, how about we form a strategic alliance?”
In that sense, the Pae Cheon Musang Divine Art held value as a gift for the alliance.
During the negotiations, my Master, Jegalling, subtly asked his disciple a question.
[Hope, what are your thoughts?]
I was somewhat flustered by the sudden question.
It was because I had never considered such political aspects before.
In the Jicheon Cheonma, after Hao-mun was completely controlled by Sama Hyeon, it became a living embodiment of chaotic evil, burning the world again and again.
That was ultimately the future created by its leader, Sama Hyeon.
Had someone else become the leader of Hao-mun, it would have become a different kind of organization.
Of course, it would never be as righteous as the Orthodox Sects, but it could have become an organization capable of some symbiosis for profit.
‘Would it be possible to control Hao-mun to some extent through an alliance?’
At that moment, my Master precisely identified my thoughts.
[Hope. Surely you’re not thinking of something other than profit, are you? The idea of instilling some restraint in them under the guise of an alliance?]
‘Ugh.’
How did he know?
I felt caught and gulped down the steaming tea like cold water, steam rising from my mouth.
Then, feeling my throat burn, I coughed again.
My Master continued the negotiations with the Golden King outwardly, but a small smile played at the corners of his mouth as he watched me.
[Hehe, yes. That would be interesting too. And even if it proves impossible, the alliance itself is beneficial. Just having a loose profit-based alliance, not a blood oath, would be good enough.]
[We brought the Pae Cheon Musang Divine Art as a gift, but is that sufficient?]
[The Golden King herself doesn’t truly believe this single negotiation will create some great bond. Rather, if I had answered in such a way, she would be suspicious instead. This is… yes, you could call it a debt.]
At those words, I fell into thought and asked this question.
[Is the interest too high?]
[If Sama Hyeon, the favored disciple of the Golden King, becomes Hwagyeong, then we’re getting a bargain.]
In that case, as the Baek Rin Medical Guild, there was no reason to refuse.
Thus, Jegalling accepted the Golden King’s proposal.
The Baek Rin Medical Guild and the Golden Blood Faction.
An alliance was formed.
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The Golden King and the others from the Golden Blood Faction all departed.
Only Sama Hyeon remained behind.
This was because I had agreed to educate Sama Hyeon and help him reach the level of Hwagyeong.
My master didn’t seem particularly pleased about it.
‘Creating a Hwagyeong is a gift comparable to a manuscript of the Patcheon Musang Divine Art, but he’s displeased because I’m bestowing it upon Sama Hyeon merely because he’s my sworn brother.’
As expected, my master spoke as I had anticipated.
“If we calculate the gains, we profit, but since I have to grind you down to do it, I’m not satisfied.”
He said this right in front of Sama Hyeon without even using sound transmission.
In short, it was openly disrespecting Sama Hyeon.
Considering my master’s nature, this was actually restrained, but I broke out in a cold sweat.
“Hyeon has helped me so much. I’m overjoyed that I can give back to him for the sake of our sworn brotherhood.”
Sama Hyeon spoke with a sorrowful expression.
“Brother, no. I’ve accumulated even more debts to repay you now~ I still owe you my life, and now I’m receiving enlightenment in martial arts from you too. Sigh… I’m worried the debt just keeps growing. When will I ever repay all of this…?”
In translation, it meant that since he was already indebted, he’d stick to me like a leech.
‘Sama Hyeon truly is no ordinary character.’
Rather than being discouraged by my master’s blatant disrespect, he sat there with a smiling face, scratching at the surface.
I answered while breaking into a cold sweat.
“No, Hyeon. You received a copy of the Patcheon Musang Divine Art. That debt is already…”
“…No, brother! That’s strictly between my master and your master. It has nothing to do with us!”
By saying this, wasn’t he treating his master as an outsider?
‘Damn… this is bad!’
If Sama Hyeon were the type to live under debt, he wouldn’t have come this far.
But the other party was Baek Rin-ui-seon!
“The Golden King has raised quite an amusing disciple.”
Crackle, crackle, crackle—
Frost began to form around my master.
The rapidly dropping temperature suggested he was contemplating whether to kill this bastard and deal with the aftermath later, or to stage an accident and cleanly sever one of his limbs.
At that moment, Sama Hyeon quickly spoke.
“I’ve obtained some rare spiritual medicines for you this time, brother. They won’t increase your inner strength, but they should still help your health.”
“Such things aren’t necessary. I’m already sufficiently healthy…”
“…Accept it, Hope.”
At my master’s voice, I turned my head to look, and there was my master with a somewhat better expression than before.
‘Ah, since it helps my health, he’s softened a bit.’
Regardless, the Golden King’s Blood Palace and Baek Rin Medical Guild maintained a facade of friendly relations on the surface.
It was possible that Sama Hyeon might suffer an unfortunate accident while traveling, breaking all four limbs.
But Sama Hyeon was not someone who would simply accept such a fate.
And.
“And we’ve also prepared gifts for Baek Rin Medical Guild. My Shifu had people prepare quite a lot, so they should arrive soon.”
I needed to appease Baek Rin-ui-seon, who was notorious for his foul temperament.
The Golden King understood this too, so it seemed he was properly demonstrating the Golden King’s Blood Palace’s financial power for his disciple’s sake.
And that was something that benefited both Baek Rin Medical Guild and Jin Cheon-hee.
“To meet my brother’s one and only Shifu like this… I truly don’t know where to put myself~”
The. One. And. Only.
While striking down Mudang Gwon-je, our co-master, I gilded Jegalling’s face with that phrase.
There was no way that Baek Rin-ui-seon would come to like Sama Hyeon now.
After all, that man was someone who wouldn’t even spare a glance at the patriarchs of great families who paid him mountains of gold and silver every year.
Sama Hyeon judged that as long as he could tolerate me for a while, it would be a profitable deal.
Because he was a ruthless man who would do anything for his one and only disciple, Jin Cheon-hee.
And so, with everything concluded.
The three groups each returned to their respective territories.
Finally, we packed up at Baek Rin Medical Guild and departed.
Hangshan was completely empty.
Leaving only broken weapons that hadn’t been cleaned up and traces of blood.

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