Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82
After putting Jin Cheon-hee through hellish training far beyond what the Yongbong Assembly demanded, I helped him achieve enlightenment, then collapsed as the tension finally released.
In the original story, my Master couldn’t leave his sickbed, but now he moves about most days and only retreats to lock himself away when exhaustion overwhelms him.
‘Still, his condition continues to deteriorate regardless.’
I applied thermal therapy, administered antibiotics, and forcibly infused vital fire energy to supplement his reserves…
Fighting against fate is always exhausting.
Jin Cheon-hee advanced to the next phase and prepared to save his Master.
After completing my preparations, I gave Yoo Ho a lengthy explanation.
As I finished speaking, rain began to fall outside the pavilion.
The cold scent of wet earth brushed against my nostrils. I cradled the teacup in both hands.
Yoo Ho spoke.
“What kind of nonsense is that… Young Master?”
“The Hyeonwon Five Elements Divine Pill is necessary. Don’t you understand? Let me explain from the beginning again…”
“No, that’s not it. I’m asking why you need it.”
The Hyeonwon Five Elements Divine Pill. A secret medicine of the Jegal Family.
It was comparable to Shaolin’s Great Restoration Pill and Wudang’s Taiqing Divine Pill—Jegalling had refined the existing Five Elements Divine Pill once more to create it.
Three pills were made in total; Jegalling consumed one.
Currently, two remain in storage.
“Isn’t that the Master’s life-saving medicine?”
That’s true. But like Ox-Gallstone Calm-the-Heart Pill, it’s merely an emergency remedy that temporarily alleviates dizziness or paralysis in that moment—it doesn’t address the fundamental problem.
“You know that even taking both pills won’t help.”
At my words, killing intent erupted from Yoo Ho’s body.
Crack—crack—crack—
The teacup trembled.
Yoo Ho’s shadow split into three, four, five.
The horrifyingly dreadful killing intent made it impossible for me to breathe.
‘Damn it, what the hell has that bastard learned?!’
I circulated my internal energy to recover.
If I showed even a hint of being suppressed here, it would become a weakness. I swallowed the tea while feigning the utmost composure.
I couldn’t taste the tea at all.
Soon, Yoo Ho’s shadow returned to normal.
The killing intent dissipated as if it had never existed.
Yoo Ho grumbled.
“Even so, isn’t that too much? In emergencies, nothing works better, and the Hyeonwon Five Elements Divine Pill isn’t some dog’s name either.”
‘Nearly killed me just to grumble a bit?’
I clicked my tongue inwardly.
Thinking that Yoo Ho was truly garbage.
But also thinking that since he was useful, I should make use of what I could.
“For my Master’s condition, the Baek Rin Divine Pill I created would actually be more effective.”
“….”
Yoo Ho fell into thought.
“I shall retrieve it for you. First, I must ask my Master for permission, though of course he will grant it without hesitation given that it is your request, Young Master.”
This easily?
I had expected him to put up more resistance, yet he acquiesced far more readily than anticipated.
Yoo Ho asked again, his expression devoid of warmth.
“Is there anything else you require?”
“Guide me to the Library.”
“The Library?”
“The innermost section, where the secret manuals are kept. My Master said he had already made arrangements, so there should be no procedural obstacles.”
“…I understand.”
“Why aren’t you protesting?”
“Because you’ll do as you please regardless. Besides, if I can’t stop you now, I might as well kill you later.”
“That damnable threat of yours.”
Jin Cheon-hee chuckled softly.
“Take it as a sign that I trust you, Yoo Ho.”
“When you go to capture the Ten-Thousand Year Crimson Carp, will you not require a companion? There is Gungwi, the Martial Arts Guild Master, or myself.”
The Ten-Thousand Year Crimson Carp.
A carp that has dwelt within the Sulfurous Hot Springs for ten thousand years, imbued with the essence of fire.
It was an essential material for treating my Master.
Jin Cheon-hee shook his head.
“Due to the nature of the Ten-Thousand Year Crimson Carp, only those who have mastered the Five Elements Divine Skill can approach it. Without proper mastery of fire, earth, and water elements, capturing it without injury would be impossible.”
“You mean that additional numbers would only be a hindrance?”
“Right. Only someone who has truly mastered the Five Elements Divine Skill should go. Or alternatively, someone trained in the Demon Sect’s Heaven-Earth Unified Qi Technique or Yin-Yang Tai Chi True Qi.”
The reason the Ten-Thousand Year Crimson Carp has never been found until now lies in the aura it emanates and the place where it dwells.
Reaching that location safely is difficult enough, and killing it without injury presents its own challenge. Moreover, after killing it without damage, one must protect it with earth essence to prevent the loss of its fire essence during transport.
To accomplish this, the martial techniques I mentioned are absolutely essential.
“You intend to go after your closed-door training?”
“Of course, my Master must not know.”
“Sigh… If he finds out, he will confine you. He’s the sort who came rushing from the Martial Arts Alliance based on a single letter about you.”
“Yes. He would shackle my ankles if it meant stopping me.”
“Hehehehe, in fact, he’s already been acquiring Ten-Thousand Year Cold Iron. Judging by how he measured your ankle circumference by eye, it should be completed soon.”
“Really, your jokes go too far.”
Jin Cheon-hee grumbled. Yoo Ho spoke.
“You don’t believe me? In any case, I understand. You want me to tell my Master only about the closed-door training?”
“Yes. That’s right.”
“You hide it from me, yet you tell me all these plans. Why?”
“There are two reasons. First, if I didn’t tell you this way, you would never have handed over the Heavenly Origin Five Elements Divine Pill. And second.”
The young man took a sip of tea before continuing.
“Your Master’s lifespan matters more to you than someone like me. So you would be willing to sacrifice your own life to save him.”
“…”
Yoo Ho didn’t answer. After a moment, he smiled with his usual expression.
“The Hyeonwon Five Elements Divine Pill would be a waste. If you eat it and die, that’s a loss.”
“Use the Baek Rin Divine Pill instead. Can you prepare it by tomorrow?”
“There’s no need for that. I’ll prepare it right now.”
Looking at that sinister smile, cold sweat drenched my back.
* * *
The Library opened.
The Jegal Family was renowned as a family of strategists, and strategy itself came from books.
The Library, where secret manuals gathered, could be called the heart of the Jegal Family.
A place every martial artist and strategist wished to visit at least once. A place where all the world’s rarest ancient texts were said to be collected.
I gained the authority to access the deepest reaches of that place.
It was equivalent to possessing the same authority as the Gaju himself.
However, the section I headed toward was the general Library, accessible to anyone with even the slightest connection to the Jegal Family.
“The secret manuals here are nothing but miscellaneous texts you can find on the market. Why would you specifically…?”
Yoo Ho asked, puzzled.
I didn’t answer.
‘If I say I need them because I know the future, they won’t believe me anyway. And if they do believe me, that’s a problem in itself.’
A child who knows the future—there’s no easier fool to exploit than this.
I hated being treated as a madman, and I hated being a fool, so I just smiled silently.
As I lowered my eyelashes and smiled softly, the Doctors passing by flushed.
Having diligently cultivated the Five Elements Divine Skill, my exceptional beauty shone brilliantly here.
Yet only Yoo Ho made an expression of absolute disgust, as if he’d seen an insect.
“Do you wish to die, Young Master?”
“What? I smiled for you and this is the thanks I get—a death threat? You’ve grown quite a bit, Yoo Ho.”
“It’s remarkable. That was supposed to be a smile? I got goosebumps all over…”
There’s no point talking to this bastard.
I clicked my tongue and began scanning the bookshelves one by one.
True to the Jegal Family’s nature, even the miscellaneous texts tucked away in corners were properly organized according to their catalog.
After running my fingers along the spines for a while, my hand suddenly stopped at one spot.
“Do you need a secret manual for Rolling Dog Technique?”
Rolling Dog Technique.
A technique to evade by rolling along the ground. Because the movement resembled a dog rolling, it was considered shameful.
It was the most contemptible form any martial artist should avoid.
I spoke.
“Yes. I need it desperately. Desperately!”
Then I picked up a couple more books.
One of them was an obscene erotic text that would make one’s face flush.
“…That can only be checked out to adults, Young Master.”
I answered matter-of-factly.
“My mind is an adult’s.”
Yoo Ho sighed. I knew he wouldn’t believe me anyway.
“Sure, sure~ I’ll lend them to you on that basis.”
He grabbed a few more books and came back out.
They were all miscellaneous texts rather than martial arts manuals.
After gathering only the bare essentials I needed, I turned without looking back and headed toward the Abandoned Training Hall.
“Don’t open it until the time comes.”
“Don’t worry. Even if someone begs me to open it, I won’t.”
I nodded in acknowledgment.
“Good, that’s the spirit.”
Then he went inside.
The chill from the cold cavern walls seeped through the soles of my feet.
The door closed behind me.
Boom!
The firmly sealed door was so solid that even I couldn’t open it from the inside.
“Closed-door training begins.”
My heart raced inexplicably.
‘Yes. Closed-door training is the flower of the martial arts world.’
The fact that I would experience this filled me with a strange joy.
If Yoo Ho heard this, he’d click his tongue and say I was mad, but I was genuinely excited.
‘Locked away like this, training alone! Growing stronger!’
In martial arts novels, a protagonist’s power could be divided into before and after closed-door training.
Regardless of what others might say, I was happy.
* * *
Closed-door training. It is the flower of martial arts novels.
Through closed-door training, the protagonist grows stronger and reaches higher realms. A period where one meets no one and must train half-mad, nothing but cultivation.
Gazing at walls to refine the spirit, daily tempering to refine the body.
These two combined form a period of refining one’s martial arts.
There is no fixed duration.
Some protagonists spend anywhere from a few months to decades in seclusion.
What matters is whether one becomes strong enough to be satisfied.
The Abandoned Training Hall was no different from what I’d seen in novels.
Within the vast cavern were wooden training dummies and various weapons arranged for practice, along with simple bedding and sustenance pills to manage meals.
High above in the cavern ceiling, holes allowed light to stream through.
Night-luminous pearls were also embedded in the ceiling, allowing cultivation at any hour of day or night.
There was a pond inside the cavern, and it was remarkably clear, as if fed by underground springs.
Unnamed fish swam within it, ready to be caught and eaten whenever needed.
It was truly a space designed for uninterrupted cultivation without disturbance from anyone.
The idyllic days of closed-door training stretched on.
Today, I hoisted the massive bronze statue of Zhuge Liang onto my shoulders and began squats.
Its formal name was the Bronze Sleeping Dragon Statue.
“Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, haaaa…!”
Crash!
I set down the massive bronze Crouching Dragon statue and counted how many sets I’d completed on my fingers.
‘I’m probably the only person in the world using a Crouching Dragon statue like this.’
It seemed my Master had originally brought it for meditation and spiritual cultivation.
There were even traces of incense burned on it, suggesting someone from a previous generation had used it.
I was using it like a dumbbell at a gymnasium.
If the late Zhuge Liang had witnessed this, he would have wept tears of blood and leaped from his grave.
“No, wait. The size and weight are perfect—perhaps my Master arranged this intentionally. Hmm, the center of gravity is far too well-balanced for meditation use.”
I convinced myself that I was absolutely not desecrating my Master’s legacy, but rather following his careful arrangements. Once I thought of it that way, it actually made sense.
“Well, I’ve rested enough. Again!”

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