Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 733
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Chapter 733
The murderous aura was so overwhelming that people’s legs gave out beneath them, and they collapsed to the ground.
Some of them had even lost control of their bladders, their inner thighs growing damp.
It was understandable. Cheon Sal-seong was not someone that even true martial artists found easy to face.
It wasn’t merely the killing intent—there was something that stimulated the primal fear within the human soul.
It was only natural. Just as a frog freezes before a snake, or a mouse before a cat, humans too become paralyzed when confronted by their natural predator.
‘Wow, where did this bastard come from? How did he leap out like that?’
Despite the considerable distance from the surrounding buildings, his body had risen as if nearly touching the moon.
Even I, Jin Cheon-hee, who had no equal under heaven in the Gyeongsin Method, could barely comprehend it.
Where Yeo Ha-ryun landed, the ground erupted with a deafening boom, cracks spreading across the earth.
The cow’s blood pooled upon the fractured ground, resembling the asuras and yakshas of legend.
‘Ah, this bastard is absolutely furious.’
His expressionless face was marked only by the vivid crimson glow of his eyes.
Seeing this, Hyeolbul-seung chanted a Buddhist invocation without a trace of fear.
Yeo Ha-ryun spoke.
“You are all vermin.”
With those words, he positioned himself before his older brother.
The brother who, just moments ago, had been pelted with stones by these very people.
I understand that protecting this brother is, in itself, absurd.
If my brother had wished it, everyone here would be dead.
I would have gladly done it myself.
‘Yet, that is my brother—so formidable against the strong, yet infinitely weak before the powerless.’
Using martial arts against commoners?
That was something my brother Jin Cheon-hee could never do.
He was being struck with stones for telling them not to sacrifice a young child.
‘This foolishly righteous bastard….’
Irritation surged within me.
For Yeo Ha-ryun, who was born with difficulty feeling emotions, this was rare.
As the heart stirred, the qi trembled violently.
Energy erupted from Yeo Ha-ryun’s body, pressing down upon the surroundings like a god of destruction from legend.
“You won’t sacrifice yourselves. And you won’t help others either. So you accept this child’s sacrifice to prolong your own miserable lives, is that it?”
“We, we….”
These were the very people who, moments before, had been swinging sickles at Jin Cheon-hee.
Realizing their opponent was no ordinary being, they immediately lowered their bodies in submission.
“Silence!”
Whoooosh—
Without even using the Cheonma Gunrim Method, his fury alone caused several people to cough up blood.
“Ungrateful vermin who feel neither thanks nor shame.”
“Ha-ryun, there’s no need to go that far….”
At this point, my brother stepped in to stop me.
However, Yeo Ha-ryun’s fury did not dissipate easily.
“Do not avert your eyes from your cowardice, your weakness, and your selfishness. Do you dare to blame my brother to turn away from your own evil? I will kill you all——.”
“No. We can’t kill them.”
“——and dislocate all their limbs instead!”
“No. Just let me try to talk sense into them. People are going to die at this rate. Ha-ryun.”
Those gripped by terror began to emerge, unable even to breathe, their bodies trembling.
At that moment, Hyeolbul-seung chanted a mantra: “Om mani padme hum.”
Remarkably, the moment the mantra ended, Yeo Ha-ryun’s aura began to fade.
“You. You are no ordinary monk.”
“I am Taeyang, who practices at Hyeolbul Temple. The donor’s killing intent was too overwhelming, so I merely suppressed it for a moment. Please calm yourself.”
No room for discussion.
From the heavens above, I had already counted the numbers.
Moreover, if this one is indeed from Hyeolseonggyo, there is no need to count.
Hyeolseonggyo deserves summary execution.
From Yeo Ha-ryun’s hands, a formidable surge of inner force extended outward.
Kwaaarrung!
The mere air displaced by the force shook the surroundings in all directions, and the people felt as though a great calamity had descended upon them.
The moment the inner force flew toward him, Hyeolbul-seung raised his golden bell to defend.
Zzzzering!
With that sound, part of the inner force was neutralized.
At the same time, people began to be sent flying by the destructive force.
“Kyaaaaaah!”
“S-save me! Save meeeee!”
“Mother, motherrrrr!”
Finally, Jin Cheon-hee stepped forward.
“Ha-ryun!”
“Isn’t this heretical monk the one who caused this calamity? Surely he is in league with Baekcheon-gun of Hyeolseonggyo!”
“Even if that were true, not here!”
Jin Cheon-hee said so and caught two people flying through the air with his technique.
They were the ones who had thrown stones at him. Yet the Doctor saved them without a single moment of resentment.
At that sight, Yeo Ha-ryun’s heart ached.
“My brother… even in this situation, he has never worn the same expression as me.”
To a martial artist, commoners are merely like goats.
They gather in herds, but that did not mean a single one of them could defeat a warrior.
Their milk and wool fed the martial artists well, and their blood and flesh existed to be devoured by warriors someday.
The law of the strong.
That was the most important law governing the Gangho.
How much more so when such beings curse and throw stones at martial artists?
It was impossible without accepting death.
These people knew nothing of the Gangho, and nothing of martial artists.
My older brother silently took the blows.
“I wish those bastards were at least peak masters.”
“Ah, then I wouldn’t hold back either.”
My older brother answered casually.
As if what had just happened was nothing at all.
Soon I straightened my waist. I took a deep breath and released my inner energy.
Strangely, merely at the level of a merchant’s spirit, the rotten air around us was being purified.
As I released the inner force I had been suppressing, it gently pressed down on Yeo Ha-ryun’s killing intent and began to envelop the surroundings.
‘How is such a realm possible?’
Yeo Ha-ryun’s eyes widened. Then.
“Haaah!”
I took a deep breath.
“Everyone! If you eat all those cattle, next year you’ll have to eat people–!”
My shout spread in all directions.
A clear voice that shattered delusions. Only those who had reached the pinnacle of sound-based martial arts could accomplish this.
Hyeolbul-seung asked.
“Does the patron mean you can resolve this?”
“Yes–!! That’s why I came here!”
I answered loudly and spoke the words that a certain god’s son had once spoken to people.
“Until then, couldn’t we just love one another and help each other a little? Everyone–!”
That god’s son was crucified for saying those words.
Among faith, hope, and love, love is the greatest.
So wouldn’t it be possible if we just cherished each other a bit more?
It was a message people didn’t particularly like, and depending on the time, it was also a reason to be crucified.
I am not a god’s son and cannot forgive people’s sins.
I cannot perform the miracle of feeding everyone with five loaves and two fish, and naturally I cannot turn water into wine.
‘Though it is possible to create fruit-like objects similar to apples by sacrificing life or karma.’
Still, I possessed one power.
Or rather, there was someone who wanted to become my power regardless of my wishes.
“From today on, this city is under our sect’s control.”
At that moment, following Yeo Ha-ryun’s signal, countless figures emerged from the darkness.
“Kneel before the laws of Ilwol Singyeo.”
People disliked love, but they loved violence.
That was why Yeo Ha-ryun was becoming the Cheonma.
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Such is the law of life.
Now that an unidentified Central Plains faction had taken control of this distant frontier, was it time for the garrison soldiers to appear?
I quickly informed the kingdom of the current situation and sent a letter.
It was a letter stating there were no ill intentions and that this was part of relief efforts for the people.
Regardless, the demonic sect was still the demonic sect.
I was worried about how to accept this situation.
Yeo Ha-ryun spoke.
“It should be fine, hyeong.”
“Why are you so certain?”
“This place is closer to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains than to Gangho. There are many who haven’t paid respects to Ilwol Singyeo, but there’s no one who hasn’t eaten the bread of our sect.”
“….”
That was true.
The Ten Thousand Great Mountains lay at the western edge of Gangho, at its very apex.
Practically beyond the world.
These bastards positioned in the beyond constantly rushed forward claiming they’d unify Gangho, so naturally they wouldn’t have neglected to organize their surroundings.
“If I were to declare myself king here and raise my banner against the princes, that would be different, but since the local clans also eat the bread of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, they’d prefer this to being occupied by common bandits.”
“The commoners?”
“This place now has only dead commoners and those about to die.”
That was also true.
The current kingdom had no capacity to concern itself with other matters.
“I told my subordinates that the sect is conducting relief activities and protecting the Divine Physician, so they’ll handle it accordingly.”
“Right. If they’re upset, the garrison soldiers will come running with catapults.”
“Hmm, among those who’ve eaten the bread of our sect, few are so ungrateful. And among those, even fewer are still alive.”
The Demonic Sect was truly the Demonic Sect for a reason.
Yeo Ha-ryun reached out and stroked Heukseolmyo.
Whine—
Heukseolmyo nuzzled her nose against Yeo Ha-ryun’s fingers.
“If the Hwa Empire’s soldiers occupied this place, it would be treason, but if the Demonic Sect occupies it, that’s relief work?”
“Is Gangho any different? Why do you think the principle of ‘officials cannot interfere with the martial world’ exists?”
That was also true.
“Besides, we’re not even collecting taxes, just blocking things temporarily until hyeong finishes his work, so that settles it.”
“You’re not proselytizing?”
“To join our sect, one must pass a test. We won’t say anything about folk beliefs, though.”
Despite calling Ilwol Singyeo a demonic sect with his own mouth, Yeo Ha-ryun was still properly handling such matters.
The girl followed after Jin Cheon-hee.
“A blind shaman and a blind musician—what are you this time?”
Yeo Ha-ryun spoke.
“Say thank you.”
“What?”
“Thank me for saving you. If hyeong hadn’t been here, you’d all be dead.”
“I….”
“You’d all be dead without exception. Even if I didn’t kill you directly, it would’ve been the same for you. You were sacrifices, after all.”
Red eyes looked down at the child.
Jin Cheon-hee stopped Yeo Ha-ryun.
“Ha-ryun. Are you threatening commoners right now?”
“You’re too soft, hyeong.”
“I’m a doctor. Should I shoot at commoners instead?”
“….”
The girl stared intently at Jin Cheon-hee.
“Mister, are you a doctor?”
“Yes. I’m a doctor.”
“That’s strange. Aren’t doctors usually far inferior to healers?”
The doctors in this region were like that.
Since healers were overwhelmingly faster and more effective, there was a tendency for medical arts to be looked down upon instead.
‘That’s right. Even I’d probably seek out a shaman rather than a doctor if my bones broke.’
Once you chanted the shamanic spell, flesh would grow and bones would mend, wouldn’t they?
There was some danger involved, but being a doctor wasn’t necessarily safer either.
If one had money, it was only natural to seek out a shaman.
Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“I just do a bit of everything.”
“…You’re really a strange person.”
After saying that much, her tension seemed to ease. She rubbed her wrists that had been bound by rope. They were bruised a vivid red. It hurt.
Strangely, it hadn’t hurt at all back then, and even after being freed, the pain hadn’t registered.
Only now, after just a few words of conversation, did the pain finally surface.
After rubbing that spot for a while, tears suddenly came pouring down.
“Thank you. Mister.”
“It’s alright.”
“Thank you.”
“Mm.”
Her younger siblings, who had been frightened and cowering under Yeo Ha-ryun’s intimidating presence, came running and embraced the girl.
The girl cursed as she hugged her siblings back.
The children, their tension finally released, began to weep openly.
Beneath the bright moon, the children had survived once more.
Jin Cheon-hee patted the children’s backs, saying everything was alright now.
He was an adult. The kind of adult the children had desperately longed for.
After staring at that scene, Yeo Ha-ryun spoke.
“I have something to tell you, hyeong.”
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