Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 442

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Chapter 442
Jin Cheon-hee drew deeply on the cigarette.
As the smoke filled his lungs, its medicinal properties swept through his mind. My Master’s judgment was correct.
In this descending battlefield, there was no other way to forcibly revive a war PTSD patient.
‘Light body technique is important for speed, certainly, but ultimately endurance matters just as much.’
Tugoe wasn’t called the greatest Shin Tu in Gangho for nothing.
How many people could carry an ailing granddaughter on their back and run continuously from the Ten Thousand Great Mountains?
It must be because his inner force quantity and efficiency had reached their absolute limits.
In car terms, he had both a large fuel tank and excellent mileage.
Without that, he would have been captured long ago and died at the hands of the Demonic Cult remnants or the Cheonma.
‘So then, what about my inner force and mileage?’
First, by consuming fortuitous encounters like daily meals, my inner force quantity itself surpassed anyone my age.
Efficiency?
Was there anyone with better true energy control than myself, who had perfected the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong?
“King.”
“You stopped mid-sentence—seems you remembered something. So, is there such a person?”
“I believe I have the best mileage.”
“Mileage?”
“That is to say, me. It’s me.”
“Hmm?”
“That is to say… I shall conduct a test immediately.”
This was not something to ask permission for.
I needed to catch the opponent off-guard, so acting directly was better.
‘Besides, I can finally test what I’ve been pondering. Can one person’s martial prowess stop a war? Or at least reduce the casualties?’
“Wait, what are you attem—”
Before Eun Wang-ya could finish speaking, I leaped from the city wall.
The wall’s height was a full ten zhang.
In modern terms, roughly thirty meters!
About the height of a small building.
Yet I felt no fear.
Was it the cigarette? Or had a corner of my mind already shattered?
The screams of people, curses, and angry roars blended together.
Among them, a familiar voice crying “Hyeong? Have you lost your mind?!” mixed with “Doctor Jin, what are you doing?!” and “Hyeong, I’m coming with you. Let me go!”
It didn’t matter.
‘I simply wanted to find the answer.’
Carving through the instant called a moment, my clear eyes traced a blue line forward.
Shifting my center of gravity, I landed lightly like a cat.
Thud—
The moment I touched ground, I surged forward, running and running still.
‘…I’m going!’
Inner force surged through the Yongcheon acupoint.
The moment my feet pushed off the earth, my body became lighter than a feather, tearing through space like a rocket.
Thousand-Li Divine Step.
The lightness technique from the divine martial arts I had learned in the Imperial Palace’s secret archives reached its peak, producing a speed that even a Pegasus would struggle to match.
If I measured my current velocity, wouldn’t it rival a sports car at full throttle?
Either way, speed was all that mattered. In an instant, my form reached the Suksin Tribe’s front lines.
I could see the shocked faces of the Suksin warriors.
Well, I was mad.
Even a Hwakyeong Master couldn’t normally do this.
The strange equestrian techniques they possessed were enough to slaughter fearless Gangho warriors.
Still, it was fine.
I didn’t think I would die.
I felt my mind become free.
The scorching palm force that erupted from both my hands flew directly toward the cannon.
Boom!
I didn’t wait to see the force strike its target.
I simply rushed toward the next cannon.
Only then did I see the Suksin warriors thrusting their curved blades and spears.
Some of them were nocking arrows to their bowstrings.
Whips… whips were fine.
Thanks to Dang-a, I had become quite skilled at blocking them.
Martial arts truly must be learned through practice.
Swallowing such thoughts, I absorbed all surrounding information like a black hole.
Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong, Transcendent Heart Technique, First Form.
Time slowed to an extreme, and as a single second of reality stretched into multiple seconds for me, the information I absorbed guided my steps, flowing between serial and parallel processing.
Cheongi Miribu.
One of the divine martial techniques of the Jegallga family.
Since this secret had not spread throughout Gangho, this peerless footwork, used only by me and Jegalling in all the vast Gangho, unfolded.
Predicting every attack, I advanced while dodging everything with just an inch of clearance.
Spears and blades passed by, whips cut through empty air, and arrows pierced only the phantom of a shadow.
It was like a ghost, and all the Suksin warriors were left in shock.
Indeed, there is no match for superior technique.
Then the sound of gunpowder exploding echoed from behind.
I continued forward and passed another cannon in a single burst.
As I passed, the scorching palm force I released struck the powder magazine again, causing a massive explosion.
Boom!
“Stop him, you madman! Stop him!”
“The Middle Kingdom man has finally summoned Tugoe!”
Everyone knew how famous Gong Ya-geon was.
Or perhaps they had stolen some treasures from that side before?
‘Tugoe, our esteemed elder, runs a delivery business from our house. You bastards.’
Swift delivery! Safety first!
It seemed to take less than a quarter of an hour to obliterate all five cannons and powder barrels.
Soon enough, the Suksin Tribe’s mounted archers formed ranks and began preparing a rain of arrows aimed in my direction.
‘Wow, I can’t block that.’
But what does it matter? I’m running anyway!
My body was already moving toward the fortress.
Countless arrows fell in a torrent before my path.
I perceived all of it with supernatural senses, dodging, deflecting, or blocking as I advanced.
However, there was one arrow I could not account for in my calculations.
In the end, I felt a sharp sting across my back and allowed one arrow to strike me.
‘Ugh… That actually hurts! Can the Suksin really channel inner force through arrows? It pierced my protective energy.’
Running with your back exposed is indeed dangerous.
Still, I’ve reached the fortress wall, so that’s something, right?
I activated the Thousand-League Divine Step and ran up the fortress wall.
Thump!
Like an acrobat, I landed before Eun Wang-ya in a single bound.
It was only natural that everyone stood speechless in astonishment.
Eun Wang-ya spoke.
“…You won’t be able to do that twice. It was only possible because it was a surprise attack.”
“Next time, I’ll deploy mounted archers across the board.”
“Is there an effect among those cigarettes that makes one a master of lightness kung fu?”
“According to my Master, they ensure survival even when mind and body are exhausted from war, or so he says.”
“…I see.”
Soon, the warriors who had regained their senses erupted in unison with excitement.
“Waaaaaah!”
“Ilgwang! Ilgwang!”
“Warrior Ilgwang!”
The entire fortress wall became a cauldron of fervor in an instant.
I swallowed my wish that they would stop calling me Ilgwang, as it was somewhat embarrassing.
Eun Wang-ya spoke.
“Do not do this twice. You will surely die.”
“Hmm… I believe it will be fine if I time it correctly. This way, the number of patients will decrease.”
I answered in my usual tone while pulling the arrow embedded in my back out myself.
Watching me, Eun Wang-ya could feel a facet of Jin Cheon-hee’s nature deeply in his bones.
First of all, this creature was not human.
It was unbelievable that at such a young age he possessed such strength, yet there was something that transcended human common sense whenever circumstances demanded it.
The moment his calculations were complete, and the instant he was certain they were correct, he did not hesitate.
“Hah… Now I understand why Baek Rin-ui-seon is so frustrated at not being able to keep you bound to him.”
“You are too kind.”
“It’s not praise. Tsk…. Anyway….”
Eun Wang-ya turned her gaze toward the distant horizon. The Suksin Tribe’s army was retreating.
* * *
Won Cheon-gun clicked his tongue as he gazed up at the sky.
Even with the heavens so darkened, they still have the capacity to interfere with us?
‘So Ju Wang hasn’t died yet….’
It was remarkable.
‘And on top of that, the Wudang Sect’s One-Eyed Iron Fist. Hao-mun’s Thousand-Faced Fox. Both of them have joined in and grown stronger….’
The One-Eyed Iron Fist referred to Cheonwoo, and the Thousand-Faced Fox referred to Sama Hyeon.
Everything was changing.
‘Those twisted by the heavens’ will. Did they twist things even further?’
Won Cheon-gun laughed softly at that thought.
‘Kh… kkhkhkhkh. Perhaps that’s why Hyeolseon desires the seeds of Banson.’
How many in this world could twist fate to such a degree?
Even the most brilliant of prophets would eventually resign themselves, saying that ordinary destiny cannot be changed.
He was no different.
In the end, it was not easy for humans to twist great destiny.
How could humans dam a river in its flow?
Yet the young man carried sandbags daily with human strength, as if building a dike.
But how long could that continue?
Eventually, when the flood came rushing down one day, it would all end.
‘The war is only beginning now.’
Merely the strength of humans.
The river would eventually find its natural path again and again, flowing as it always did.
That was the law of nature.
Now they were forcibly blocking the chaos, but destruction would inevitably come.
Won Cheon-gun folded a talisman and sent it flying into the sky.
Remarkably, the talismans folded into bird shapes flew on their own toward some destination.
He watched them intently before they scattered, leaving afterimages in their wake.
* * *
The next day.
I had to lie on a sickbed.
My back, pierced by an arrow, needed treatment.
“So, Hope. I’m not sure if what I just heard is truth or lies, but they say some madman used lightness technique to dash toward the enemy camp and personally destroyed the cannon before returning.”
“I see, Master.”
“This madman took an arrow to his back, they say? And then on the city wall where everyone could see, he pulled out the arrow himself and laughed? I’m truly curious whose disciple this madman is.”
“…That’s really unfortunate…. Ow, it hurts, Master!”
Jegalling’s hand was pressing firmly on the painful spot.
A small punishment and treatment for his disciple combined.
“Strangely, this madman smokes cigarettes, and they’re exactly the same as the ones I gave my disciple.”
“….”
I’m not asking because I don’t know.
Master must be asking out of sheer bewilderment as well.
Or perhaps to punish his disciple.
“I apologize, Master.”
“Were you the one acting mad? Hope, tell me.”
“I… was not mad. That… no matter how I think about it, it was the most rational course of action.”
Jin Cheon-hee began his explanation by laying out: 1) the distance between there and here, 2) the amount of lightness skill and inner force required, 3) success probability and risk management, and so forth with passionate eloquence.
Had there been paper, I would have been confident enough to conduct a seminar just as the Mudan Sect had done with their will-writing seminar.
The lack of a PowerPoint presentation was my only regret.
Master listened to his disciple’s words for a long while before finally speaking.
“I certainly provided you with a medicine to calm anxiety and clear the mind, Hope. This formulation method is something I cannot teach you, no matter who you are.”
‘Well, I’m not truly a blood heir of the Jegallga family anyway….’
As Jin Cheon-hee tried to accept this easily, Jegalling spoke quickly.
“No, that’s not it. I was concerned that if you learned the formulation method, you would arbitrarily create and use it yourself. Or you might even enhance the medicine’s potency with your own hands. Even accepting ‘some’ side effects.”
“…That won’t happen.”
“It’s not without addictive properties. Most medicines for emotional ailments have them. I simply refined it further based on the Jegallga family’s secret knowledge to suit your constitution better.”
“That….”
“Next time you need to destroy a cannon, call for me. Haha.”
Master had elegantly expressed his threat to snap his disciple’s spine in half.
Jin Cheon-hee broke into a cold sweat.

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