Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 513

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Chapter 513
Haesa Bangju sighed and continued speaking.
“There’s a third-ranked member of the Haesa Faction. Not the second, but the third strongest. That man delayed his tribute payments, and eventually he raised his blade against me.”
His eyes trembled slightly as he recalled that time.
“He wielded a bizarre demonic technique I’d never seen before.”
“Oh?”
“To be honest, there are those who’ve learned demonic techniques through inferior means. Of course, it’s nothing like proper demonic cult techniques. They wanted to gain power easily, so they picked up something wrong from somewhere, couldn’t raise their cultivation level properly, and ended up with twisted fate—a nasty case. But this one was particularly bizarre.”
“Bizarre?”
“Bizarre nonetheless. I’m not sure how to describe it, but it didn’t seem like something a human would use. I suffered internal injuries from him, and I thought, well, if it’s come to this, why not go down together? Escape was impossible in that situation, so there was no other choice, was there?”
“That’s true.”
“But Samjeolchuho, your Tanhohdae launched a surprise attack, and I managed to escape in the chaos.”
“Hmm.”
“I mentioned it was bizarre just now, but first, that Sadobu fellow.”
“Sadobu is the name of the third-ranked one you mentioned?”
“Yes. Before that Sadobu became stronger, he cut open the entrails of commoners and spread them across the deck. It suddenly reminded me of the Hyeolseonggyo.”
“Was Sadobu the only one who grew stronger?”
“No. After that strange ritual, his subordinates grew stronger too. Should I say it seemed like they couldn’t feel pain? Ah, there was someone chanting incantations from behind. That one clearly wasn’t one of ours. He wore a mask so we couldn’t see, but he definitely wasn’t a woman.”
….
Samjeolchuho rubbed her temples as a headache pressed down on her.
Jin Cheon-hee naturally grasped her wrist and took her pulse.
After checking her pulse for a moment, Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“You’re fine. It’s not a Heart Demon yet.”
“How did I end up in such a state? I’ve caused worry to my brilliant younger brother.”
Samjeolchuho sighed and asked the next question.
“So, where is your headquarters? If the Hyeolseonggyo has taken control of the Haesa Faction, we can’t just leave it be.”
“That is….”
“The Hyeolseonggyo is a public enemy of the martial world. This is the consensus of the Righteous Path. You were fortunate enough to fall from power, so if you help us, you won’t be branded as a heretic and executed.”
The deliberation was brief.
There was no reason to uphold heterodox loyalty now, so Haesa Bangju opened his mouth.
“Our headquarters, you see? It’s….”
At that moment, a thunderous sound rang out.
Clang clang clang—clang—!
An attack—!!
The sound of gongs and shouts echo from all directions.
Samjeolchuho rose urgently, as if fleeing a burning house.
Meanwhile, Jin Cheon-hee remained composed.
“The Haesa Faction’s forces…. And probably the Hyeolseonggyo as well.”
“Did you change careers from scholar to fortune teller recently?”
He sent a transmission with a faint smile.
[I gathered that this location is on the Hangzhou coast.]
[Don’t say such things in front of the Patriarch. You’ll learn what kind of treatment the Jegallim Family received in the past.]
That would certainly be the case.
[I trust you, Elder Sister.]
[Brother, I can’t tell if you’re genuinely kind or just shameless.]
Samjeolchuho grumbled before turning to Haesa Bangju.
“Haesa Bangju. So it’s come to this. The Martial Arts Alliance’s guards will protect you, but still—take care of your own life. It’s awkward to say this to someone who’s lost both arms.”
Haesa Bangju quickly spoke to Samjeolchuho, who was speaking so calmly.
“Wait.”
“Hmm?”
“The Haesa House’s headquarters is on Muoh Island.”
At those words, Samjeolchuho let out a soft laugh.
“Thank you.”
With that, he drew a small dagger from his waist and secured it to the man’s severed wrist with bandages.
“Well, it’s better than nothing, right?”
“Ugh, damn it.”
Despite the considerable pain, he forced himself to stand.
‘Never mind that the surgery will be completely undone—will this person even survive? That’s the question.’
Jin Cheon-hee deliberated before seizing an acupoint with internal energy.
“This is emergency treatment.”
“It still hurts.”
“Yes. That will continue. Once this is over, if you’re still alive, come back to me. I’ll need to release the sealed acupoint.”
Then I placed a potent painkiller into his mouth.
“Take it.”
I’d heard it from Samjeolchuho, but I didn’t want to think deeply about the fate of the Black Saber.
I also knew this man had killed countless others.
But first, one must live to atone, don’t they?
To escape that suffering through death would be a waste.
* * *
Jin Cheon-hee, Samjeolchuho, and Haesa Bangju, who had lost both arms, stepped outside.
Rather than trusting the Alliance’s protection, he seemed to have decided to stay by Jin Cheon-hee’s side and survive by any means.
[Did the instinct of the heterodox sects tell you? That staying by his side is the way to live longest.]
[When Hyeolseonggyo attacks, they’ll obviously come at me too, spouting nonsense about being Banson’s seed or whatever. It’s a foolish choice.]
[Hmm? Do you truly think so?]
Samjeolchuho spoke thus while gazing at the sky.
Dong, dong, dong, dong—
This was not the sound of our forces’ gong.
This was a sound I had heard before.
It was the bell sound produced by Hyeolseonggyo.
The children had swayed in a hypnotic trance to this regularly tolling bell sound.
That was when it happened.
Screeeeeech!
I felt killing intent from behind my back.
I quickly twisted my body and wrapped my sleeve around the opponent’s blade.
Clang!
Strangely, the sword imbued with sword energy was trapped within the silk of my sleeve and couldn’t move.
“Brother, what… what technique is this…?”
Samjeolchuho gasped at the unfamiliar technique, but the one attacking me was none other than Haesa Bangju, who had lost both arms.
Haesa Bangju was trying to stab me with the blade that Samjeolchuho had wrapped for him.
“Has this bastard gone mad?!”
“Joo-geo… joo-geo… joo-geo-eo-eo!”
Haesa Bangju, with vacant pupils, made the same sound and tried to attack with his other arm.
‘Hmm, what is this?’
After we’d already burned down their main base, there was no reason for him to betray us now.
I reached out and quickly struck a pressure point on the back of Haesa Bangju’s neck.
Tap, tap!
Yet despite this, he continued to wildly swing his blade.
The pressure point technique wasn’t working at all?
I was slightly startled by this, but it was fine. My blue eyes quickly found a solution.
I wrapped one blade with my sleeve and finally severed it.
Clang!
The sight of the silk fabric cutting through the sword imbued with energy was wondrous, and from that position, I struck his head with the hollow of my palm.
Smack–!
His jaw rippled from the impact and he lost consciousness.
‘He might get a concussion if I’m not careful… but there’s no helping it.’
There was no other way at the moment.
“Why did this bastard suddenly go berserk, and why didn’t the pressure point technique work?!”
Leaving the bewildered Samjeolchuho behind, I opened his eyelids to examine his bloodshot eyes once, and then checked his pulse and vital energy again.
Then I spoke.
“Brainwashing.”
Dong, dong, dong, dong–
The bell sound they rang surrounded the area. Samjeolchuho ground his teeth.
When the children were kidnapped in the past, she had been in that underground cavern too.
“Was he already brainwashed when we captured him?”
“It probably wasn’t the type of brainwashing that commands killing specific people in specific ways. When they hear a certain sound, they go berserk and become filled with murderous intent.”
“Can that alone prevent pressure point techniques from working?”
“It would require both drugs and sorcery to be possible. Haesa Bangju probably ingested the drug before he even realized it himself.”
“A drug?”
“There were traces of it before treatment. Since it’s difficult to visit a medical clinic regularly while doing black market work, people usually suck on angelica like water. Then they swallow medicinal herbs mixed with various folk remedies. I suspect it was hidden in there.”
“Brother, you certainly seem calm.”
“…Does it appear that way?”
Though she’s called a dark path cultivator, she’s a patient I’ve treated by sacrificing my own body.
Having to beat that patient again leaves a truly bitter taste in my mouth.
However, there’s no need to show that to the outside world. I simply speak in a tone somewhat lower and slower than usual.
‘In the Records of Jicheon Cheonma, there was a precedent where the Hyeolseonggyo used this method to manipulate a sect belonging to the righteous path into self-destruction.’
It’s truly the Hyeolseonggyo’s specialty. And the one who does this best is…
‘Geumcheon-gun.’
Sorcery, brainwashing, poison.
And madness.
Among the Ten Heavenly Lords, Geumcheon-gun’s lineage has excelled at this for generations.
It’s almost amusing now.
In the end, Geumcheon-gun himself—the very one for whom this is a specialty—has become a completely different person through sorcery, brainwashing, and poison.
And in that state, she’s doing the same to others.
In this quagmire where victim becomes perpetrator, I see Samjeolchuho.
“Will you truly never abandon your younger sister?”
“Yes. I will never abandon her. Do you think I’m foolish for this?”
At those words, something in my chest sinks.
“I am merely a doctor, not someone who judges your words. If you have chosen such a path, then so it is.”
If Geumcheon-gun were to come here.
If it were Geumcheon-gun ringing this bell and brainwashing.
If she herself has forgotten her true self and lives like this, offering humans as sacrifices and consuming them.
How Geumcheon-gun was brainwashed is not recorded in the Records of Jicheon Cheonma.
After all, when Yeo Ha-ryun killed Geumcheon-gun, it was already the next generation’s Geumcheon-gun, not the original.
“Elder sister. Please keep your wits about you.”
“Is that advice from a doctor?”
“Yes. If you’re swept away by heart demons, you’ll eventually be unable to do anything.”
I withdrew a medicine from my pouch.
“Swallow this when you feel like you’re losing your mind.”
“It seems to have side effects.”
“Yes. It’s a heart demon medicine I also give to the Mudang Sect Leader. Taking it will stabilize your qi and blood, but you’ll only be able to use one-third of your inner strength.”
“So I’ll die from a blind sword strike before my qi and blood explode.”
“If you’re struck by a blade, I’ll do whatever I can. You must preserve your qi and blood.”
She grumbled and accepted the medicinal pill, placing it in her pouch.
“You really do save many people, younger brother.”
“That’s why they call me the seed of Banson.”
“Hehehehe.”
Samjeolchuho unwrapped the bandages from the fallen Haesa Bangju’s arm and retrieved her blade. Then she spoke thus.
“I will never die from heart demons. Of course, I may go mad. Searching through all the Central Plains and all the seas just to find one younger sister isn’t something a sane person would do. But yes. I won’t die from heart sickness before I see that wretch.”
“A admirable resolve.”
“Yes.”
After bringing Haesa Bangju inside, the two of us stepped back out.
Crash!
“The formation is completely shattered.”
Without hesitation, she dashed forward.
I followed Samjeolchuho swiftly, matching her pace.
As I executed the graceful lightness technique seamlessly, Samjeolchuho inwardly marveled before falling silent at the sight unfolding before our eyes.
“….”

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