Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 671

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Chapter 671
“But they say this requires a pure body, a pure mind, and a pure spirit. Do you think I can manage it?”
A pure body, a pure mind, a pure spirit.
Purity itself.
Even among Daoists, the definition varies slightly depending on the sect.
‘If it’s the Bright Celestial Decree, I think I could teach it to Cheonwoo as well.’
Even if he polished his swordsmanship, since he was a swordsman, it seemed possible.
And since Cheonwoo maintained a vegetarian diet, he would likely fall into the category of having a pure body.
In any case, I learned the fundamental theory and contents of the Soul Transfer Technique through the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong.
Of course, merely memorizing it wouldn’t allow me to actually transfer souls, and since it would require long years of cultivation to achieve, I naturally abandoned that idea.
But the Bright Celestial Decree seemed usable right away.
‘Just as water flows from high places to low places, when a person dies, their soul must go where it is meant to go.’
That’s why capturing and controlling a soul seemed far more difficult.
Transferring to another person’s spirit after death was even more so.
‘Once I master that much, there would be no turning back.’
In any case, I had obtained a weapon capable of confronting Sip Cheon-gun, and that was enough.
If I used it at the moment when, like last time, I was defeated by myself and my soul burst forth to abandon my body, it would be of great help.
That moment when the body is shed—that is the opportunity.
Then.
Glurk—
Black blood rose up in my throat.
“Wow… Just knowing about it brings the Heart Demon. This really isn’t mere sorcery for nothing.”
Heaaack!
I coughed up blood several times repeatedly, then took a deep breath.
It was to calm the Heart Demon through meditation.
‘I see. Fighting against evil means I myself become well-acquainted with evil.’
There is no way in this world to scoop up mud with clean hands.
Someone had to get their clothes wet and soil their hands.
“Huff, huff…”
But I couldn’t entrust this task to anyone else.
When I closed my eyes, an elderly man’s voice echoed.
A sinister and clamorous voice.
For some reason, it felt like a fallen monk.
It wasn’t that I was seeing visions—I just seemed to know.
I coughed up blood again.
“If I hadn’t cultivated my inner strength from the foundation, I would have gone mad from obsession. This is it.”
Prioritizing purity over the quantity of inner power was all preparation for moments like this.
For two hours, I crawled on the ground like an insect, groaning.
Finally, once I managed to calm the Heart Demon, I could at last rise to my feet.
“Phew, aside from the Bright Celestial Decree, the other techniques are spells that drive you mad just from knowing about them.”
Now I finally understood why all the Sip Cheon-gun kids seemed to have lost their minds.
If I had learned something like this before mastering the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong, I too would have struggled to maintain my sanity.
I wiped the blood from my hands and carefully slid the book back into its place upside down.
“So that warning about being careful while learning must have meant this.”
With that assumption, I sat in lotus position and entered meditation.
After a long meditation, I finally let out a small sigh.
“It seems I’ve passed through the dangerous crisis.”
I rolled my neck to loosen it and roughly cleaned up the bloodstains I had shed.
Despite having left them alone for quite some time, strangely enough, the bloodstains wiped away as easily as if they had just been spilled.
The craftsman who designed the Imperial Palace Secret Records must have anticipated such situations.
“So certain knowledge can damage both mind and body merely by knowing it.”
Even without understanding everything, just touching a part of it inflicts irreversible damage.
‘It’s just like that Cthulhu game I played back on Earth.’
There too, merely reading a grimoire would corrupt the mind and drive one mad—it’s strangely similar.
‘Because knowing something means you can never return to the time before you knew it.’
Hmm.
In martial arts novels, the protagonist would somehow master forbidden knowledge like dark arts and make them their own, but that must have been a privilege only possible because they were the protagonist.
“Right. If such knowledge were easy to obtain, all the power holders would learn it and then transfer it to someone with a healthy body.”
Once I thought about it that far, it made sense.
I nodded and decided to investigate something else while I was at it.
‘While teaching Sama Hyeon, I wondered… could I properly utilize the Soul Transfer Technique? I have a feeling the answer might be in the Imperial Palace Secret Records.’
First, I searched for the Northern Enlightenment Technique.
“…It’s not here.”
Either it wasn’t recorded because it lacked value, or it’s a secret manual that even the Imperial Palace Secret Records couldn’t obtain.
“What about the Chaos Origin Technique?”
That wasn’t here either.
“It seems to have everything, yet there are still things missing.”
I grumbled and crossed my arms.
“It’s a shame. Even though the Chaos Origin Technique allows the fusion of heterogeneous energies, it’s difficult to learn without intensively cultivating the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong…”
I fell into thought, then decided I should discuss this with my Master later.
Next, I searched for martial techniques that specialized in fusing heterogeneous energies.
The Infinite Primordial Unity Art.
-All things ultimately return to the infinite and become one.
From the very first verse, I had a feeling this was what I was looking for.
‘That’s why the first chapter is always the most important in web novels.’
Thinking that, I read straight through while standing.
Thud—
Finally, after reading to the last page, I sat down in lotus position and organized my thoughts.
“First, it allows fusion of heterogeneous energies superior to the Gonggong Faction’s Chaos Origin Technique. Moreover, the difficulty in learning it is easier than the Chaos Origin Technique.”
But there were drawbacks as well.
“My internal energy reserves are halved, but in exchange, the qi becomes far purer.”
It transforms into a qi called the Wuji Primordial True Qi.
Looking at just this aspect, it might exist on a higher dimension than the Five Elements Divine Art’s Five Elements True Qi.
However, since both had distinct advantages and disadvantages, it was difficult to say which was superior.
So I also took the opportunity to find and read one absorption technique as well.
‘Hmm, I should discuss this with my Master.’
A time when priest and student put their heads together to discuss the Way of Martial Arts.
My Master didn’t seem like the type, yet he welcomed such moments dearly.
Thus I left the Imperial Palace Secret Records.
It was about time to head back.
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A short while later. Baekrin Medical Guild.
“It’s raining. Let’s make sure to close the new greenhouse doors.”
Yoo Ho issued instructions to the Medical Assistants.
And simultaneously, while reading through the assignments the nursing Doctors had completed, he also said this:
“Humans are truly strange creatures. If you didn’t do the assignment, you should honestly say you didn’t do it—I can’t fathom why they lie like this.”
Flinch.
The Medical Assistants of the Baekrin Medical Guild’s nursing ward trembled at their shoulders.
Thwack!
Yoo Ho hurled the assignments—carelessly done as if discarding trash—and spoke:
“If you don’t bring them again by next week, I’ll assume you lack the will to study.”
He spoke coldly and left the room.
Among them were assignments that had been done diligently but simply lacked sufficient study.
Sounds of lamentation echoed.
To Yoo Ho’s sensitive ears, countless voices reached him from beyond the door.
“How are we supposed to study all of this?”
“We’re already learning from Ilgwang—how are we supposed to do all this?”
“Ilgwang is harsh but at least speaks kindly, but the Chief Manager… really… waaahhhhh…!”
That was true.
If they had come to the main headquarters and not just Baekrin Medical Guild’s branch, it meant they were already among the most exceptional talents each Medical Guild could boast.
Especially the nursing ward that Jin Cheon-hee and Yoo Ho had newly established served to support each of the four major departments, focusing on patient care.
It was essentially the role of modern-day nurses. Because of this, the nursing ward Doctors required even more stamina and quick reflexes than the four major department Doctors.
And of course, they had to study too!
Especially at the Baekrin Medical Guild’s main headquarters, new medical techniques and new medicines were constantly discovered, and the Doctors had to update themselves—needless to say, the nursing ward assisting them had to as well.
“But… the Soggakju doesn’t treat our assignments like trash.”
“Instead, the Soggakju says things like, ‘What’s difficult about this? If something seems blocked, tell me. Stay late and come to my office.'”
“He summons you even when you do well.”
“…That’s right. The Soggakju… summons you even when you do well….”
And then he says, ‘So-and-so Middle-Aged Man, why don’t you try for a promotion to Sang Ui-won soon?’ and feeds you tea.
That’s where the hell truly begins.
“Commander Yoo is merciless… He doesn’t really call us separately, does he?”
“Right. He only despises us.”
“Yeah… He just looks at us like we’re monkeys.”
“No, if we were monkeys, he’d treat us well. Look how kindly he treats horses and dogs.”
“The Commander dislikes humans.”
“Yeah. I wish I were a monkey.”
Yoo Ho despises the foolish. Yet he doesn’t respect the intelligent any differently.
His contempt for humanity itself bears some resemblance to Baek Rin-ui-seon’s, though the texture differs somewhat.
“Baek Rin-ui-seon despises ‘foolish’ humans, while Commander Yoo despises foolish ‘humans’—is that the distinction?”
When they emphasized different words, the Medical Assistants nodded in agreement.
“Kids, stop grumbling and let’s practice external cultivation!”
The Baekrin Medical Guild had designated external cultivation training hours.
Those ranked Sang Ui-won and above were exempt, but the Ha Uiwon and Middle-Aged Men had to practice it mandatorily.
Partly it was to survive the harsh Gangho, and partly because the body deteriorated after just three years of work, so they forced themselves to build stamina.
The Sang Ui-won would laugh darkly and say things like, “If a patient we treated comes chasing us to kill us, shouldn’t we at least be able to run away?”
In Gangho, such things were possible, so most people tried to do it voluntarily.
And in the middle of that Training Ground.
“Yooooo Hoooooo!”
Crack!
With the sound of leather tearing, Soggakju flew through the air in a parabolic arc.
With blood streaming from his nose, I laughed brightly.
“Wow, Commander Yoo is really strong! Even though I’ve gotten this powerful, I still can’t beat him.”
“Are you still going to challenge me?”
“Yeah!”
I wiped the blood from both nostrils and got to my feet, having changed into martial robes.
Neither of us was holding weapons.
We were fighting purely with our fists.
Many of the Middle-Aged Men and Medical Assistants watched this while practicing their external cultivation.
One might expect shame at being beaten like a rag doll in front of subordinates, but I showed no such sign.
Besides, I still lacked the face to care about such things.
Sama-hye, who hadn’t yet become Bunta, mimicked my techniques.
“Just now, it seemed like you threw a long-range strike like this?”
My movements, especially the stances I used when fighting Yoo Ho, were all concise and swift.
Because variable techniques didn’t work against him.
So each strike, each blow, carried lethal force behind it.
For Sama-hye, this was invaluable training.
Regardless, I charged at Yoo Ho again.
“I keep telling you to abandon that Samsae Footwork.”
Whoosh—
I left an afterimage as I closed the distance to Yoo Ho.
This human brat never knows when to give up.
He just clings on relentlessly, always.
“I must admit, your technique has some merit.”
Through the narrow slits of my eyelids, my demonic eyes caught his technique with perfect precision.
Thwack—
I deflected the first strike with merely a wave of my hand.
But that was merely the first feint. The moment Yoo Ho seized my wrist, I used his own force against him, twisting my body smoothly to the side and unleashing a cutting strike.
‘Eun Gong! Powerful! And fast!’
The shock came from how she could continue her attacks like flowing water from that very posture.
‘Just how strong is Eun Gong?’
Sama-hye gasped in astonishment.
Even without internal energy infused, the force was enough to cleave a human skull.
‘Commander Yoo is in danger….’

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