Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 611

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Chapter 611
Now there was only the journey back.
Together with Hwang-gu, I set off at full speed, moving directly toward home.
Using lightness technique, the mountains seemed to fold and compress beneath me.
From here on, traveling by land instead of river meant I could reach Baekrin Medical Guild in just a few days.
“Ah, you’ve returned!”
The first to greet me was Muyue.
He happened to encounter me arriving just as he was heading out to handle some business.
“Haha, have you been well?”
I waved my hand cheerfully. In that instant, Muyue’s face went rigid.
“Soggakju, your fingers…?”
“Haha, I left them in the new era….”
Before I could even finish my joke, Muyue grabbed his head in distress.
“No! If the Patriarch finds out, we’re in serious trouble!”
“It’s fine, really! I adjusted my binding technique and I can definitely still break things. Besides, if worse comes to worst, I can use the Void Grasping technique, so there’s no problem.”
“…I have a feeling the Patriarch will not be fine with this at all.”
Muyue spoke with a grave expression.
I sighed.
Then, unable to say another word, I just rubbed my face dry before finally asking Muyue.
“Will he be very angry?”
“I couldn’t say. At least fortunately, he’s away right now.”
That was true.
Whether fortunate or unfortunate.
My Master was away on a trip.
In the past, due to the Nine Yin Meridian Poison, he rarely left, but now that his condition had improved—though not fully cured—he had begun traveling back and forth.
Especially to become a protective barrier for his disciples.
To make this Baekrin Medical Guild into a barrier.
My Master continues to move about.
“Chief Manager Yoo is also away.”
“Hmm. That’s unfortunate.”
I clicked my tongue.
‘Yoo Ho isn’t here either… this is rather problematic. I need to ask him to craft a prosthetic arm from Eungryong’s scales, but I suppose there’s no help for it.’
Eun Wang-ya had said she could have the imperial master craftsmen create a prosthetic arm if I wished.
But in my assessment, Yoo Ho’s skill surpassed them—not by one level, but by two.
Aside from his tendency to beat people senseless like a dog on a holiday when angered, his craftsmanship alone was something I had to acknowledge.
“Soggakju, are you not afraid of Chief Manager Yoo?”
“Haha. Well, when you really think about it, he’s actually quite sentimental.”
That’s what I was saying.
Muyue’s face grew hollow as he recalled several instances of me being beaten to a pulp by Yoo Ho’s fists, but eventually he nodded.
“Soggakju, you truly possess remarkable… persistence, I must say.”
“It seems your true intentions just slipped out, didn’t they?”
“Not at all.”
Muyue answered without changing his expression.
I pondered this.
‘Muyue has certainly drunk deeply from the well of Baekrin Uiseon’s ways. The political maneuvering of the four patriarchs is starting to show.’
“By the way, how is the Jeongsadaejeon progressing?”
“According to Hao-mun’s intelligence, it seems about half the preparations are complete. We estimate it will commence in roughly ten months.”
Still so slow…
While it was fortunate, as a modern Korean, I felt somewhat unsettled.
Can one really live at such a leisurely pace? These people?
“Has the matter with the North Sea Ice Palace been resolved successfully?”
“Yes. We’ve decided to dissolve the alliance with Sadoren regarding the North Sea Ice Palace.”
I briefly explained the North Sea Ice Palace situation to him.
“Excellent! As expected of you, Patriarch! I never imagined you’d resolve it so cleanly!”
“We plan to engage in more active trade with the North Sea Ice Palace going forward.”
Particularly with specialty goods like ice crystals, bear pelts, and seal skins—we’ve essentially secured exclusive trading rights.
From now on, Baekrin Uiseon and the North Sea Ice Palace would share an even closer bond.
“Baekrin Uiseon will profit considerably from this.”
“Indeed. That’s the nature of middleman trading.”
Now it was Muyue’s turn.
“Currently, the external forces allied with Sadoren are confirmed to be Soreum-eumsa, Taeyang Shinggung, and Hyeolpungsa.”
‘Hyeolpungsa? Ah… now that I think about it, I did meet them briefly when I went to the Dadu Kingdom.’
I had gone there to treat a parasitic infection and encountered bandits in the desert.
They were the type who killed people to plunder their wealth, or if they spared someone, they’d enslave and sell them.
I had reconstructed their facial muscles so they’d spend their lives eating only porridge as penance.
‘Hmm. It seems they’re not reflecting much even though their headquarters got thoroughly destroyed.’
I spoke.
“Understood. I’ll head to the Martial Arts Alliance for now.”
“The Martial Arts Alliance?”
“Yes. Muyue, I’m counting on you. Oh, and use this to expand the ice storage.”
I carefully retrieved a box and handed it to him.
It was clearly a precious box, and Muyue opened it with trembling hands.
Primordial ice crystal.
Muyue was shocked at the sight of the enormous ice crystal, the size of a human head.
“W-what is this!”
“Ah… it’s a primordial ice crystal, one of the treasures of the North Sea Ice Palace. If you nurture it well, it will continuously produce ice crystals.”
“B-but what does that even…?”
“Well then, I’m off. Adios!”
I fled the room like a coward.
Behind me, I heard Muyue’s cry: “No, Patriarch! You can’t just dump all this work on me and run away like this! What am I supposed to do?!”
However, I covered my ears and went “La la la, I can’t hear you, I can’t hear you,” and jumped as far away as possible.
There was no other choice.
‘I need to finish everything I can while my Master still doesn’t know about my fingers!’
If I’m unlucky, it’ll be confinement!
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A heretic temple deep within a dense forest.
No matter how lush the forest was, it couldn’t mask the scent of blood.
Hundreds of corpses painted the interior of the temple like a crimson carpet.
In the center of it all stood Yoo Ho and Baek Rin-ui-seon.
Yoo Ho licked the blood from his hand before speaking.
“The young master has returned. The information about the missing finger appears to be accurate.”
Without Jeon Seo-gu present, Yoo Ho had discerned it simply by closing his eyes.
What was remarkable was that Jegalling didn’t doubt Yoo Ho’s words either.
“It’s about time he came back. Sorcery is certainly convenient. To know such things from this distance is impressive.”
“For someone who completely annihilated an entire Hyeolseonggyo branch the moment he heard his disciple’s finger was torn off, you’re remarkably composed.”
Indeed.
All the corpses around them wore the robes of the Hyeolseonggyo.
Among them were even corpses and beings with scales protruding from their bodies.
Jegalling shook off his sword and casually tossed it aside.
Having taken a Hyeolseonggyo weapon and used it, he was simply returning it to them.
In this space of death where only corpses remained, there was but one living being.
“…M-monsters…! These damned monsters!”
Yoo Ho spoke.
“It seems he’s calling for his master.”
“No. He’s calling for you, Yoo Ho.”
The muscular old man bore two sword wounds across his chest and sat slumped against the wall.
Jegalling observed him without interest.
“Indeed, the Hyeolseonggyo can survive even with significant blood loss. They have greater total blood volume than ordinary people of the same build. Do they simply not die easily?”
“It appears their vital points are located differently than in humans.”
Jegalling nodded at Yoo Ho’s words.
“More precisely, they’ve been improved. To kill instantly, piercing the head seems more effective than the heart.”
Jegalling and Yoo Ho simply stared at the Hyeolseonggyo member writhing in agony.
“Gack, gaack…. Gaack!”
He understood why they weren’t slitting his throat.
‘They’re experimenting on me. This damned Baek Rin-ui-seon…. He’s investigating how many high-ranking Hyeolseonggyo members like me are needed before death occurs!’
This man was simply collecting information without emotion.
It was bizarre.
What Jegalling had said so abruptly when attacking this temple was absurd.
‘He came to vent his anger.’
It made no sense that he’d learned of his disciple’s finger being severed so quickly and then vented his rage by obliterating everything.
“…This… these monsters. How in the world did you find this place… gack…. How did you discover it?”
“Jiangsu Province is already within my grasp. Once you understand the flow of goods, it’s not difficult to determine where vermin like you are hiding.”
“…But why only now… gack….”
“A single grain of sugar reveals where an ant colony lies. You only need to observe where they carry it.”
In other words, I had let them live to discover the location of Hyeolseonggyo’s main headquarters.
The man gazed at him with cold blue eyes.
Answering the Hyeolsaeng Nogoe’s words served to verify how far his consciousness extended through this hemorrhaging, whether both his linguistic and deductive abilities still functioned properly.
A chill ran down my spine.
“Everything is in your… palm… gack… such inhuman strength…. Why exactly are you not Hyeongyeong?”
“Becoming Hyeongyeong seems to limit what one can do. Just as the Three Elites are, so would I be.”
“…Such a loophole… is possible… gack…!”
“Why would you think it impossible.”
“I see. You didn’t fail at rebirth… you actually chose… not to… cough!”
He was reaching his limit. For a frame that size to endure this much blood loss for even a moment was remarkable.
Jegalling observed the shadow’s position and gauged the passage of time.
At that moment, the Hyeolsaeng Nogoe spoke.
“How regrettable… how regrettable…. Yet I shall offer myself to Hyeolseon….”
At that instant.
His body began to swell.
A contract to sacrifice one’s soul to Hyeolseon and gain tremendous power.
However.
Jegalling spoke.
“Yoo Ho. You may consume the spirit.”
[Understood.]
At that moment.
Yoo Ho’s body began to swell.
It was a colossal golden fox.
As if a mountain were rising, something vast and impossibly majestic opened its eyes.
The Hyeolsaeng Nogoe screamed mid-transformation.
“No, Hyeolseon… why would Hyeolseon…!”
Soon after, drenched in terror, he shrieked.
“This… this can’t be! No, no… nooooooo!”
Crack—
The fox’s front paw crushed him to pieces, as if squashing an insect.
Then, with its massive jaws, it swallowed him whole in a single bite.
“You don’t eat human flesh as much as you used to, I see? You weren’t so fond of livers back then.”
Yoo Ho answered to that.
“Well, circumstances have changed.”
“You haven’t grown accustomed to the taste of raw meat that Hee provides, have you?”
“Please don’t say such dreadful things.”
“Every time Cheon-il Chui is consumed, the person who follows after… tsk tsk tsk.”
Jegalling clicked his tongue and tossed a handkerchief.
Yoo Ho swiftly returned to human form and caught the cloth, wiping his face.
“How is it?”
Yoo Ho cracked open his eyes slightly.
Glimpsed between the eyelids was a bewitching gaze that captivated the human soul.
Soon after, he closed his eyes again, concealing them.
“Certainly… I’ve recovered much of the power I had lost. It seems to be because of that damned brat.”
“Hehe. I never thought my disciple would accomplish what even my master could not.”
“Damn it.”
“Be honest and rejoice. It seems the Geum Ho Divine Elixir was effective. I heard they’re even selling clay figurines in your likeness in Hangzhou these days.”
“…Why would they sell such nonsense, honestly.”
Yoo Ho grumbled.
Jegalling wiped away the bloodstains clinging to his body in an instant with mere inner energy.
“Well then, let’s head back. I need to discipline our Hee a bit. Ah, right.”
With those words, he drew the short sword embedded in the temple altar.
“I’m not sure why the sacred relic of the Hwanhui Secret Sect is here, but it’s good to take what’s valuable.”
“Are you taking a gift for your disciple in the midst of all this?”
“Objects bear no sin, do they?”
At that moment, a tail made of flames materialized behind Yoo Ho’s back.
Whoooosh—
The tail undulated softly, then coiled around everything and set fire to it all.
Watching the forest spread with flames in an instant, Jegalling spoke coldly.
“Still can’t cool that temper, I see.”
Observing this, Yoo Ho thought to himself.
‘That brat, you’re dead.’
It had been a long time since Jegalling was this angry.

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