Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 486

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Chapter 486
‘I can see it now.’
I stepped forward first.
Step—
—that single stride I had taken across the snowy plains.
That leisurely step I had learned when I cut down Khan began.
An axe wrapped in inner energy approached slowly.
My body was faster than it, so I could pierce through before the axe came crashing down.
Step—
—the second stride.
Watching the opponent’s eyes widen slowly, my delicate hands touched his solar plexus gently.
Boom!
Wudang Absolute Technique, Tenth Stage Gold.
I could feel cracks forming in his ribs. I could also sense the internal organs tangling and trembling from the tension.
With a single strike, I confirmed the opponent’s meridians were shaken and he was incapacitated. However, in this absolutely frozen moment, his body was still suspended in the air from the impact.
—Finally, the third.
In that state, I rolled my feet.
I soared three zhang high into the sky.
Geumchisan was sent flying, and when the other two looked up at me rising into the air.
I floated there purely, my two hands clasped together quietly.
That form was like the principal Buddha statue of Buddhism, and compassion dwelt in my fingertips.
And from those two hands, a terrifying force began to surge.
Five Elements Divine Art, Shimmoo Absolute Technique, Five Elements Annihilation.
And simultaneously, Wudang Absolute Technique, Taiji Water Principle unfolded.
Then taiji patterns began appearing one by one around me.
My two hands began creating infinite movements of the taiji.
“Surely not the Thousand-Armed Avalokiteshvara!?”
All the martial artists present thought the same.
Even those whose ears bled from being swept up in my sound technique thought the same upon seeing this sight.
The countless afterimages of my hands created innumerable Five Elements Annihilations and hurled them forth.
“What manner of terrifying inner energy is this!? How can one possess such inner energy!?”
The suspected Demon Sect member cried out in alarm.
At the same time, he formed his hands like claws to counter the force of Five Elements Annihilation.
When his two hands, like the fangs of an evil monster, clashed with Five Elements Annihilation while wrapped in inner energy, a terrifying explosion erupted.
The problem was that Five Elements Annihilation also fell around him.
He had become the epicenter of explosions from all directions!
Crash!
The surroundings were devastated as if hundreds of bombs had fallen.
The buildings behind were also shaking from the aftermath, but Cheonwoo was desperately blocking the shockwave with his Taiji Wisdom Sword.
Soon, I descended into a world filled only with dust.
As he waved his hand, wind swept through and all the dust vanished.
What was revealed were three masters writhing on the ground, coughing up blood.
“That was an excellent match.”
“Dog… don’t spout nonsense. You… surely you haven’t already… reached Hyeongyeong? How is this possible…?”
Geumchisan staggered to his feet. His bloodshot eyes posed the question.
“No. I haven’t entered the realm of Hyeongyeong. I simply… unleashed my full power all at once. The inner energy remaining in me now is about one-tenth. In other words, I merely burst forth nine-tenths of my power in a single strike.”
“How is that possible? How on earth…?”
At those words, I glanced around at my surroundings.
I thought everyone would flee, but there were spectators like Cheonwoo who protected themselves and their surroundings while watching this situation unfold to the end.
Truly, the Gangho is vast. I clicked my tongue softly.
‘Hm? The Abbot?’
A familiar face appeared.
Then one of the masters watching spoke.
“It must be vast and profound inner energy.”
“But can one use all of it at once? Surely they would fall into demonic possession?”
That was right.
No matter how extraordinary one’s inner energy was, it was impossible for a person to use it all at once.
To use an analogy, it was like the relationship between a water tank and a faucet.
No matter how much water filled the tank, if the faucet’s opening was narrow, there was a limit to how much water could flow out at once.
Inner energy was the same.
There was a limit to the speed at which one could draw and use inner energy gathered in the dantian.
However.
I was somewhat freed from that constraint.
“Well, let’s keep that as a secret of my sect.”
“Ugh… the secret techniques of the Jegallim Family certainly provided some advantage.”
But Cheonwoo understood.
‘Ah… this isn’t because of the Jegallim Family’s secret techniques. Of course, there are aspects that help somewhat, but ultimately it’s because I repeatedly exhausted my inner energy to its limit while treating patients daily and operating the relief center.’
My brother had subjected Cheonwoo to something similar.
It was the daily task of grinding medicinal herbs to their limit using the Yakson.
Just a tedious and painful task.
He couldn’t understand how grinding herbs could possibly help with martial arts.
But now he understood.
Repeatedly squeezing out every last drop of inner energy and then circulating it again in this barren place.
And repeating the process of squeezing out the limit once more.
‘For that, I would need a stable inner energy cultivation method to avoid falling into demonic possession… and I must always observe myself to see if my inner force becomes scattered.’
That could be discerned while grinding herbs.
The moment inner force scattered, the herbs that had been grinding smoothly would begin to roughen like barley stalks.
Cheonwoo realized this.
‘But deliberately mentioning the sect’s secret techniques… that’s a trap. This is a trap.’
All the dark and righteous paths observing this situation.
Those who had previously dissected and analyzed the secret techniques of the Jegallim Family right up until their near-destruction would now fall into confusion.
The Jegallim Family’s secret techniques were already difficult to comprehend.
By witnessing my martial prowess today, everyone would study the techniques anew, but there was a high likelihood that their understanding would be far from correct—twisted and distorted in countless ways.
“Kugh….”
Geumchisan staggered and dropped to one knee.
However, the other two soon lost consciousness entirely.
I looked down at Geumchisan and opened my mouth.
“Well then, shall we begin treatment, patient? As for the fee…. Ah, how about Hangzhou?”
Watching me smile brightly with blue eyes, Geumchisan thought to himself.
This bastard is truly insane.
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“Workers needed for relief station repairs! Full wages provided!”
“…Workers needed for Baekrin Uiseon relief station repairs, come forward!”
“I’ll do it!”
“Me too! Me too!”
“I’m Dongmak, who volunteered last time! Pick me!”
Dongmak from the slums raised his hand with all his might.
‘The competition is fierce again this time.’
The moment they heard “Baekrin Uiseon,” everyone’s hands shot up. And for good reason.
“Baekrin Uiseon takes care of workers even if they get injured on the job, so of course you have to go.”
“They always paid quickly too.”
“I’d love to take home some leftover ginseng soup if there’s any.”
“Well, I’m volunteering because of the kindness they showed my father.”
“True enough. We common folk like us want to repay that debt however we can.”
By now, there were more than a few who would work without pay.
Still, people don’t move by gratitude alone.
Several of those who had been fetching water daily under So Ui-seon’s direction were now formally employed, carrying water together each morning and chopping firewood.
“If I could be hired permanently instead of as a day laborer, could the children receive education too? It would be nice if they could at least learn to read.”
“This person, do you think that position is easy to get?”
The slum dwellers gathered like ants.
The Baekrin Uiseon warrior barely handed the employment badge to Dongmak before shouting loudly.
“That’s all the positions filled! We’ll have to hope for another opportunity next time!”
“Ah, really….”
“Still, we hired more people today than usual.”
“There was supposed to be a huge martial contest?”
Dongmak hadn’t known at the time because he was chopping wood, but he had heard that something major had happened at the relief station.
“Three masters from So Ui-seon and Hao-mun appeared and fought?”
“A wheel formation? That would be exhausting….”
“No, it was three against one, attacking simultaneously.”
Among the workers chattering away, the warrior shouted.
“Everyone, proceed in an orderly fashion! We have much work to accomplish today!”
“By the way, what’s for lunch?”
At those words, Dongmak’s eyes gleamed as well.
There was something truly wonderful about taking on work from Baekrin Uiseon.
“I’m not entirely certain… but I saw Soggakju simmering a large pot filled with chicken.”
“Chicken soup?”
“Could be chicken noodles instead.”
“Either way, it sounds delicious.”
Typically, when hiring laborers, employers gave workers at most a few pieces of what was called mantou—dry white bread—and called it a day.
The concept was that lunch expenses were already included in today’s wages.
But the meals at Baekrin Uiseon were never lacking.
Sometimes the cost of the food seemed higher than the daily wage itself, yet Soggakju consistently prepared the finest dishes.
“It’s fortunate that Soggakju’s hobby is cooking.”
The warrior suddenly recalled something and spoke.
“Ah, and I noticed he added plenty of medicinal herbs too.”
“Ohhh…!”
“Wait… didn’t he just fight three masters in succession? How does he have the energy to cook?”
“Could it be he didn’t fight seriously?”
“It might have been a sparring match. Rumors tend to get distorted after all.”
“That’s not it. Many have heard Soggakju’s formidable inner energy technique.”
“Can you use inner energy projection during a sparring match?”
Finally, the group arrived at what had once been the barracks.
The backs of martial artists came into view.
Not the uniforms of Baekrin Uiseon, but those of warriors from various other sects.
All bearing such menacing auras that workers like Dongmak instinctively hunched their shoulders.
“Come now, let’s pass through.”
The Baekrin Uiseon warrior showed no fear, pushing through them to the sides as he entered.
The expressions of the martial artists parting left and right were grave beyond measure.
Finally, Dongmak understood why they all wore such expressions.
A pit carved as deeply as if a giant had thrown a punch.
And at the bottom sat a handsome young man in lotus position.
Beside that young man was planted a sword with a blade of pure white, frost gathering around it, and before the young man stood a towering master from an external sect, standing guard.
Behind that young man was a beast so enormous it could be mistaken for a wolf.
And an equally massive bird beside it.
The Baekrin Uiseon warrior spoke.
“Is Soggakju consolidating his enlightenment? I should have come later if I’d known.”
A woman holding a fishing rod approached.
“It’s fine. We’ll restore this area later. For now, follow me. We have much work to do anyway.”
“Master Manseong.”
“Yes.”
She drove the martial artists back with a surge of inner energy.
“모두 어디 구경났나—!?”
The martial artists retreated hesitantly, yet they could not help but keep their eyes fixed on the deep pit below.
The young man sitting in lotus position there resembled something bearing the form of a Buddha.
Dongmak suddenly felt the young man’s hair fluttering softly despite the absence of any wind.
And he noticed the bandages wrapped tightly around his left arm had turned a deep purple.
Dongmak could not fathom what these signs meant.

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