Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 340

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Chapter 340
Yoo Ho’s workload had decreased somewhat.
Until now, as Chief Manager, Yoo Ho had handled all affairs both inside and outside, but now Muyue, as Chief Manager of the Outer Court, had taken on some of his responsibilities.
Yoo Ho glanced at Muyue with one eye slightly narrowed.
“I don’t understand. Why would you entrust such important work to someone from Hao-mun?”
“If I can repay the kindness of Gumyeong Jieun, I’m willing to do anything.”
“Ha, the kindness of Gumyeong Jieun? That’s the most hollow phrase in Gangho.”
It was certainly an unconventional personnel decision.
Yoo Ho spoke.
“Well, in exchange, one of our people will be entering Hao-mun as Chief Manager of their Inner Medical Division, which isn’t a bad arrangement.”
If we place someone important here, Hao-mun must do the same on their end.
Therefore, the personnel sent by Baekrin Medical Guild will also enter Hao-mun’s Inner Medical Division as Chief Manager.
Similar rank, similar authority.
This is how we continue the mutual cooperation agreement that Emperor Geum-wang established when he granted the Eight Great Forbidden Techniques.
“Who will go there hasn’t been decided yet, though.”
“…If there are any shortcomings, I will work diligently if you inform me at any time.”
Muyue bowed respectfully after speaking.
Yoo Ho regarded him with displeasure before speaking.
“Regardless, since it’s come to this, let’s proceed with the work. My burden will be lightened, which is what matters. However.”
“Yes?”
Yoo Ho spoke with cold eyes.
“From now on, I forbid you from asking ‘why’ about any orders I give. There is no information to share with outsiders. Simply do as you’re told. Furthermore.”
“…”
“If you act recklessly, I will execute you on the spot. Even if the young master objects, there’s nothing to be done about it. Executing traitors is within the Chief Manager’s authority.”
From Muyue’s perspective, Chief Manager Yoo didn’t seem like someone who had learned martial arts.
Yet his instincts told him that Chief Manager Yoo was far from weak.
Rather, the unknown made him all the more terrifying.
“I will keep that in mind.”
“Also, you are forbidden from approaching the Research Chamber. The Research Chamber is a treasure vault containing all of Baekrin Medical Guild’s research. If discovered, I will break your neck without question.”
“That means…”
“In other words, don’t bother making excuses about getting lost, even by accident. Save that for the afterlife.”
“Understood.”
“Since you’re a perceptive person, I believe you understand why I’ve given you this information about the Research Chamber?”
Muyue answered Yoo Ho’s question honestly.
“You’ve deliberately dangled bait to see whether I would take it or not. And as you said, you would execute me on the spot the moment I approach that place.”
“A formation array is set up there, so it’s not a place you could reach even if you wandered. But if you’re discovered… yes, immediate execution.”
There was not a shred of mercy in that cold voice.
The difference would merely be whether he’d interrogate before killing or simply kill outright.
How could the Medical Guild, starting with Baek Rin-ui-seon, an organization that saves lives, be so sinister?
Though one might wonder, Muyue harbored no doubts.
‘Every sect has forbidden grounds that must not be approached.’
Shaolin may preach compassion, but when circumstances demand it, they show none.
The Daoists are no different.
Have the dungeons of Wudang and Shaolin ever lacked corpses?
Have their weapons ever been free of blood?
Just as the Pyo Guk, which transports goods, immediately holds one accountable for touching their cargo, so too does the Medical Guild in Doshan Geomrim’s Gangho.
It’s only because of the Baek-ui Sinryong’s recent existence that the Baekrin Medical Guild has become somewhat more lenient.
But such a nature cannot be changed.
Beneath Gangho’s cold and merciless blade, no one’s life is precious or equal.
“If there are other places I shouldn’t go, please tell me.”
“If you approach the training hall, the Master himself will execute summary punishment. Martial techniques could be leaked, after all.”
“Anything else?”
“The place where correspondence is received, the medicinal ingredient storage, and the secret library where the sect’s books are kept. Beyond that, you’re fine.”
‘For someone being treated as a potential spy, he’s only forbidding the basics.’
Isn’t this quite reasonable by normal standards?
This meant two things.
‘One is that despite what he says, he trusts me. Or else….’
The confidence that he can monitor my every move and slit my throat whenever he wishes.
Eun would likely be the former, but this Chief Manager Yoo was probably the latter.
“Especially regarding the Research Hall—ignore whatever sounds you hear from there.”
“Pardon?”
“If the Sang Ui-won emerges from the Research Hall and grabs your robes while weeping, never answer him and quietly bring him to the young master or me.”
Was he worried about information leaks?
Yoo Ho continued speaking.
“If the Sang Ui-won comes out of the Research Hall during the day, that is something that should never happen. No matter what greeting he offers, you must pretend not to see him.”
Should never happen?
Yoo Ho’s words continued.
“If by chance a mad Sang Ui-won brings some strange medicine and urges you to consume it, you must never do so. Dispose of the medicine immediately.”
Speaking as if recounting a ghost story, Yoo Ho calmly began listing the precautions I would need to follow.
“If you become trapped in a formation somewhere other than the Research Hall, don’t panic. Close your eyes and walk while sweeping your left hand along bamboo, and you’ll return to where you first entered. Then take three steps backward. Also, you must never tell anyone but me that you were trapped in a formation.”
Yoo Ho’s words continued.
“If a grandmother asks you at the Medical Guild entrance late at night where her son is in the Research Hall, you must absolutely say you don’t know. This Medical Guild does not permit visitors at night, and outsiders do not ascend the stairs without a guide.”
Then who exactly is this grandmother?
Yoo Ho continued speaking.
“If she becomes curious about your body and attempts to kidnap you, quickly enter the Medical Guild. Inside the Medical Guild is safe.”
‘What in the world is happening in the Research Hall?’
Even the Black Pavilion Medical Guild didn’t feel like this.
“If you hesitate and end up being kidnapped, this Medical Guild bears no responsibility.”
* * *
After Muyue was appointed Chief Manager of the Outer Hall.
Yoo Ho evaluated Muyue in this manner.
“He is a remarkably sharp individual. While he doesn’t possess the overwhelming memory of the Master or you, his judgment and wisdom are exceptional. He also excels in the art of employing people.”
“Oh, is that so?!”
“Since he’s a capable man, I believe it would be appropriate to transmit Hyeonwon-gong, the lower stage of Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong, to him.”
I already knew that Yoo Ho maintained extremely stringent standards when evaluating people.
To hear the word “exceptional” from Yoo Ho’s lips, one had to be within the top one percent of the human race.
Jegalling was beyond human to begin with, so he didn’t count.
Following Yoo Ho’s recommendation, I transmitted Hunwon Ohaeng Gwisong Gigong to Muyue as well.
I didn’t worry about it leaking out.
After all, Hunwon Ohaeng Gwisong Gigong had been designed by Jegalling to require training within a special formation encrypted by him.
This was both a blessing and a shackle.
It prevented him from harboring any other thoughts toward the Baekrin Medical Guild while providing a safe and rapid means to grow stronger.
Muyue had possessed reasonably impressive martial arts that he had mastered, but he showed no hesitation in switching to Hunwon Ohaeng Gwisong Gigong.
Because after mastering Hunwon Ohaeng Gwisong Gigong, he could then learn the modified Hyeonwon-gong.
Simply by learning Hyeonwon-gong, one’s brain function would be considerably revitalized.
In truth, when the Jegallga clan was exterminated, Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong was not leaked, but Hyeonwon-gong had already been released, and virtually every major sect possessed at least this level of Hyeonwon-gong.
When I learned this fact, I felt inexplicably angry and resented the major sects.
However, my Master remained calm.
-When a great tiger of the mountain dies, its corpse is torn apart and consumed by eagles, flies, and wild dogs. The Jegallga clan once followed such an order.
Though Hyeonwon-gong could not be called the very essence of the Jegallga clan, it could still be considered a bridge leading to Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong.
The divine technique that elevated instantaneous cognitive ability and thought acceleration—that was what could be called the true foundation of the Jegallga clan.
Was my Master not resentful?
I wondered if perhaps he had already burned through everything once, leaving only white ashes behind.
I could not fathom my Master’s inner thoughts, but at least when he met me, there was no hatred toward the Nine Great Sects or Eight Great Clans.
No attachment to his clan.
Not even a sense of mission as the last surviving member of the Jegallga.
He was simply something utterly hollow.
He lacked even the survival instinct that any living creature should naturally possess.
How many desolate trials must a genius of his generation have endured to reach such a state?
At this time, when the epithet “Blood Wheel Massacre” was already fading beneath the shadow of the alias “Baek Rin-ui-seon.”
My Master still refused to reveal the clan’s secret history.
And I was not ignorant of the fact that this was to end Jegalling’s resentment within his own generation.
‘How many martial arts must have been leaked?’
Perhaps if I abandoned the orphanage surname Jin and formally registered as an adopted son to inherit the Jegallga name, then he might reveal it.
But Jegalling had never suggested such a thing to me.
From my perspective, in this Confucian society where one ate with a sword, I was equally confused about whether I could even broach the subject of changing my surname first.
Besides, family-like bonds were different from real family, so it was difficult to bring up the matter.
My Master added one more word, seemingly unaware of his disciple’s complicated feelings.
-However, when using Hyeonwon-gong, inner energy accumulates extremely viciously, which is why the other major sects could not use it. There were those who attempted modifications, but they all failed in succession.
That was it. The weakness of Hyeonwon-gong.
Once one masters the Hyeonwon Gong, the rate at which inner energy accumulates in that section becomes unbearably slow.
This is why the Jegallga clan either performs breathing exercises within formation arrays that have good synergy with the Hyeonwon Gong, or they advance to the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong by utilizing exceptional Oseng.
Yet to completely abandon martial training just to master a half-baked Hyeonwon Gong would be far too wasteful.
It was only natural that Jin Cheon-hee’s expression eased somewhat upon hearing those words.
-Even so, I have not been idle. All martial arts progress and develop. Just as mulberry fields become azure seas, over ten years any martial art will gradually improve, no matter what.
As the last surviving member of the Jegallga clan, Jegalling organized the Eun-won and thereafter simply lived moderately.
Yet even that alone did not allow the Oseng of the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong to leave him in peace.
Those azure eyes that would never return to their original color continued to stimulate his thoughts even without him doing anything.
As the Bloodline Slaughterer, he had simply cut, sliced, torn, pierced, and shattered people.
The experience he had gained that way became martial knowledge, being organized piece by piece in a corner of his mind.
Now he repeatedly deconstructed and reconstructed the Hyeonwon Gong—that half-baked martial art that all sects had already picked apart—in a corner of his mind.

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