Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 549

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Chapter 549
Right. I don’t need to concern myself with the circumstances of a wicked person.
‘Hyeon is right. This is simply a choice these people made.’
Jin Cheon-hee smiled brightly, thinking of Sama Hyeon.
“Don’t misunderstand. I’ve never dated anyone, nor do I have any interest in matters between men and women.”
This was the truth.
“…That bastard is now trying to seduce me too!”
“You scoundrel! With that beautiful face, you dare disturb even a hermit’s heart! You seductive demon who makes no distinction between men and women!”
I’d rather have a conversation with a wall.
Jin Cheon-hee decided to switch to positive thinking mode.
[Hye-a… Am I really that handsome?]
At that telepathic message, Sama-hye was left speechless.
[Eun Gong is naturally handsome, of course.]
[Kehehehe!]
Sama-hye found Jin Cheon-hee fascinating.
‘My brother has been deeply moved by this kind of attitude.’
Facing so many masters, he never loses his spirit and speaks his mind.
Even when insulted as a seductive demon, far from being discouraged, he carries himself as if to say ‘come at me if you’re upset.’
Not only does he teach his juniors that this is how you should handle someone so despicable.
He even asks if he’s really that handsome.
‘Does the Patriarch not know that being called a “poisonous mushroom” is rare even in Baekrin Uiseon, which is famous for its beautiful men and women?’
Though it’s obvious eating it would kill you, more than one doctor has fallen into first love because of that face.
Some even wait for the Patriarch’s red bean tea, saying they’d rather eat his face, and cry because he doesn’t call them.
‘The fact that they decided to come despite knowing that workload is quite remarkable.’
They’d be less determined even if bewitched by a nine-tailed fox and having their livers extracted.
‘Plus, he distinguishes between work and personal matters well, cooks great meals, smiles and gives snacks every lunch.’
In the end, I have to do that massive labor, but the Patriarch’s meals are so delicious I gain weight, and yet every day he looks newly handsome.
‘And on top of that, he goes on long business trips occasionally, making people miss him.’
Of course, when he goes on long trips, the happiness of being free and the emotions of missing that snack, that meal, and that face wrestle with each other.
Plus, lately something seems to have changed in his inner power, making him look almost inhuman in his handsomeness.
More and more people are thinking they’d rather drink red bean tea and die.
‘The Patriarch is brewing poison through his beauty. The disciples are dying after consuming it because he’s that handsome!’
But saying this would be… awkward, so I chose my words carefully.
[Yes. Lately, your… appearance has become increasingly refined, shall we say. You’ve become remarkably handsome.]
Jin Cheon-hee pondered.
‘I see. Is it the influence of my inner power?’
There were no major changes in the structure of my facial features.
My skin could become clearer due to the influence of yin-cold energy, but more than that, my eyes had grown deeper.
‘Well, fine. Let me make things comfortable for all our people.’
Work is already difficult enough without getting stressed by these stalker-like people.
I’d prefer it if they didn’t concern themselves with anything outside their duties.
‘You lot will be the first example.’
At that moment.
Jin Seongjja of the Kongtong One Sword unleashed his aura.
In response, I too released my aura without yielding an inch.
As if ink dissolving into water, the surrounding air began to be tinted by the auras of two masters.
Crack—
Fissures began spreading across the wooden floor.
“Ilgwang, it is improper for you to engage in a martial contest with the Patriarch of the Hwaju Medical Institute. He has now reached the first-rate level, so your bones will surely break against a peerless master like yourself.”
“First of all, I do not break bones. I merely dislocate them. Second, it was Patriarch Yang who requested the martial contest, was it not?”
“Therefore, this sect will conduct the match in his stead. Patriarch Yang was merely a lay disciple who trained briefly in our sect, so there should be no issue.”
‘Ah, so that was their intention?’
I had wondered why these fools were acting this way.
The reason finally became crystal clear.
The Kongtong Faction and the Hwaju Medical Institute had formed an alliance, and the Patriarch of the Hwaju Medical Institute was creating a ‘pretext’ to deal with the Baekrin Medical Institute.
‘Of course, it doesn’t seem like that fool Yang Bing orchestrated this from the beginning…’
I lifted my blue eyes from Yang Bing and gazed at the others.
‘…They’re simply exploiting the way he’s been fawning over Hye-a, and the people around them are taking advantage of it.’
Their minds certainly worked fast.
Truly, these were the old foxes of Gangho.
Young ones could never pull off something like this.
Only those cunning veterans who had engaged in countless intrigues throughout Gangho could employ such methods.
As I pondered this, my thoughts moved to the next consideration.
If I were to lose in a martial contest against the Kongtong One Sword…
That alone would diminish the standing of the Baekrin Medical Institute.
‘And if they kill me in the contest? Then our Medical Institute’s power would suffer greatly. Of course, Master would then undergo a phase two transformation with the Hyeolrin Gwangssal and summon blood winds in all directions… but they’ve likely already devised a way to counter that.’
Did I underestimate Master?
Perhaps I did.
These people have only ever experienced ‘Master in pain and anger’ and ‘Master in pain and stillness’.
They have no idea how terrifying ‘Master in health and anger’ truly is.
‘No matter what method they’ve devised… with Master as he is now, everything will fall apart later and turn into chaos anyway… Hmm…’
Everyone has a plausible plan.
Until they receive Master’s paw strike.
The paw strike of a young tiger suffering from physical deformity and the paw strike of a great tiger now healthy and flying about freely are qualitatively different, are they not?
If the former breaks an enemy’s spine, the latter would shatter their skull with merely a glancing blow.
‘Sigh… I was far too arrogant.’
I thought the news of defeating Haesa Bangju had spread and made me somewhat renowned in Gangho, but it seems that was mere pride.
I reflect on this.
“Very well. Seongjja Jin. When shall we conduct the martial contest?”
“Now. Immediately.”
At Jin Seongjja’s words, I smiled brightly and nodded.
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Jin Seongjja of the Gonggong Faction, wielder of the Gonggong Sword.
He harbored one grievance.
Why was he not counted among the top ten masters under heaven?
Haesa Bangju?
If it were him, he would have severed that bandit leader’s neck long ago!
The only reason he hadn’t proven his superiority over Haesa Bangju was because that wretch’s pirate subordinates numbered far too many!
Ultimately, heaven simply hadn’t granted him the opportunity.
To be called one of the top ten masters under heaven merely for defeating such an insignificant Haesa Bangju?
It was laughable!
Thus, Jin Seongjja had agreed to this scheme.
To join hands with the Hwaju Medical Institute, and in exchange for receiving a share of their profits, to cooperate in eliminating Ilgwang and dismantling the Baekrin Uiseon’s power.
Yang Bing, who had recently become the Patriarch of the Hwaju Medical Institute, was the son of Hwaju Yakson, the head of the Hwaju Medical Institute, and had grown up so carelessly and without awareness that he was perfectly suited for manipulation.
‘Hwaju Yakson. That old fox merely wields his son for his own power…’
Because Sama-hye’s beauty was extraordinary, it was regrettable to have disrupted this meeting of virtuous man and virtuous woman, yet when viewed from a distance, wasn’t this also fate?
Thinking thus, Jin Seongjja walked forward.
The Martial Arts Alliance was the grand confederation of righteous faction warriors of Gangho, yet in another sense, it was also an independent force unto itself.
Therefore, its interior contained numerous training grounds for cultivation.
Entering one of them, he arrived at the center of the training ground and turned around with an imposing presence.
The Gonggong Faction warriors positioned themselves at the far ends of the training ground, and the Baekrin Uiseon warriors also arrived and stood at the edges.
But that wasn’t all.
Somehow the news had spread rapidly, and people began trickling in one by one, standing along the edges of the training ground.
Warriors of the Martial Arts Alliance.
Eight great families, nine great sects, and even the Gaebang—people of all descriptions had come to witness.
‘With this many witnesses, I shall surely be recognized as the new top ten master under heaven.’
Such was Jin Seongjja’s thought.
“Jin Sogakju. Many fellow warriors of Gangho have gathered to witness the duel between you and me. We must conduct this match with complete fairness. Of course, since we are no amateurs, this duel shall be fought with real blades. You have no objections, I presume?”
As I listened to Jin Seongjja’s words, I too was advancing toward the center of the training ground.
My gait was the complete opposite of Jin Seongjja’s—leisurely and light.
I was even wearing a scholar’s robe with long sleeves rather than martial garments, which made me stand out all the more.
With an ornate embroidered wind cloak draped over my white robes, all eyes were drawn even more intently.
I stood there like a crane, shamelessly displaying an inhuman beauty and an air of distinction uniquely my own.
“Very well. Even if it is a real blade duel, there is no problem.”
“As arrogant as ever.”
It was then.
Kwang!
Someone forcefully threw open the gate and strode purposefully toward the center of the training ground.
Changwang Akjin, the Martial Arts Alliance Leader.
He was walking out with an angry expression.
“Jin Seongjja, was there truly no other way?”
He walked forward, spreading his aura outward.
It soon transformed into formidable force, enveloping all three of us.
A Qi Veil!
One of the martial techniques used to prevent others from hearing the conversation of three people.
However, it was an advanced martial art that even masters of the highest caliber would hesitate to employ.
“I’m not certain what you’re implying.”
“Don’t play ignorant—you’re joining hands with the Hwaju Medical Institute to attack Baekrin Uiseon, and doing so right here in the Martial Arts Alliance’s main hall!”
It was pure, undisguised fury.
The Martial Arts Alliance Leader Akjin had clearly come already knowing the full extent of this situation.
‘He’s laying it all out there without hesitation.’
Even I hadn’t been so blunt in exposing their intentions, yet Akjin was doing exactly that.
Was this the power that came with the position of Martial Arts Alliance Leader?
“Leader, to suddenly pressure our faction with such baseless accusations… are you not showing contempt for us?”
Jin Seongjja spoke deliberately, drawing out his words.
Akjin glared at him with eyes filled with murderous intent.
“Jin Seongjja, you have overstepped the limits of my patience. You will pay the price for this.”
“Hehehehe. The Leader has grown old indeed. Does the Gangho operate solely on words?”
“That’s true. Which is why I’m telling you now. This is no warning.”
Akjin took another step forward, closing the distance to Jin Seongjja.
“This is a notice. Did you think I wouldn’t know of the misdeeds of you and the Gonggong Faction?”
“Leader, perhaps you should keep better watch over your own household? Your son made quite the mess of things.”
“You bastard…”
Both of them unleashed their killing intent. Yet thanks to the Qi Veil, no one but me could hear their exchange.
So I stepped forward.
“Gentlemen, please, there’s no need to be so heated.”
The gazes of two supreme masters turned toward me.
I lowered my lashes gracefully and smiled with composure.
“After all, as of today, the Old Master will retire from the Gangho and simply watch his disciples’ antics. So there’s no need for either of you to carry on like this, is there?”
Both their expressions froze momentarily.
Then Akjin burst into raucous laughter.
“Puhahahaha!”
The Qi Veil dissipated, and Akjin stepped back several paces.
In contrast, Jin Seongjja’s face twisted into something grotesque and vicious.
“You… you damned fool… to speak so carelessly with that loose mouth of yours–!”
Thud!
Akjin’s laughter ceased.
“I, Akjin, Martial Arts Alliance Leader, hereby publicly witness a martial duel between Jin Seongjja of the Gonggong Faction and Jin Cheon-hee, Patriarch of Baekrin Uiseon! Both warriors shall engage in this duel with honor and integrity!”
And with that, he stepped back.
Soon after, Jin Seongjja drew his blade and assumed a ready stance.
“Jin Seongjja of the Gonggong Faction. Martial art: Bokma Sword Technique.”
He suppressed the surging anger rising within him and returned to his composed expression.
Indeed, a veteran of Gangho.
One who would not be easily provoked by such displays.
In response, I drew my sword and assumed the stance of the Taeul Danseonggeom.
“Jin Cheon-hee of Baekrin Uiseon. Martial art: Taeul Danseonggeom.”
The momentum spread outward.
The duel begins!

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