Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 870

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Chapter 870
049. The Divine Art of Delivery
Thus the three of them were welcomed and stayed in Eon-gwon.
Thanks to this, our arrival at Baekrin Medical Guild came later than anticipated.
Yet the aura of the three climbing the mountain had been honed far more sharply than before.
It must have been from directly experiencing a higher realm through their bodies and transcending life and death.
However, contrary to their bearing, their voices remained exactly as they had always been.
“Man, that was really tough this time.”
“Tell me about it. Hyeong~ there actually existed something beyond imagination like that…. Those old myths and legends—they were all real, weren’t they?”
“Yeah.”
Even I, Jin Cheon-hee, couldn’t deny it.
“I think the youngest brother is right, Hyeong. Those legends might all be real. To think an entire city could be turned into a world of death….”
“The Mudang Faction probably has something like that too, don’t you think~? Master Jang Sambon ascended to the Celestial Realm, didn’t he? For someone of that caliber, I’d expect he left behind something of that magnitude….”
At Sama Hyeon’s words, Cheonwoo shook his head.
“Even if they have something like that, it probably isn’t as ominous as Eon-gwon.”
“That’s probably true.”
“At least, I haven’t heard anything about beating a drum or ringing a bell when the sect faces hardship. There might be something passed down only to the Sect Leader, but….”
“Ah, even during that Hyeolseonggyo incident last time, they just blocked it with their bodies. All of them.”
“Yes. The Mudang Faction doesn’t seem to have such convenient methods. And I’ve learned that convenient things aren’t always good either.”
“In the first place, I don’t understand why they created something like that to save the sect.”
….
I didn’t answer.
The world after the End Times.
Heaven doesn’t even tell mortals what the End Times truly are.
Eungryong once spoke of it like this.
-When that time comes, humans will no longer claim to be masters of the earth. Your world will be washed away by human blood, and a new order and rules will take hold. Even if Boggi descends the Eight Trigrams to protect you, it will not be able to stop it.
A ten-second movie trailer would be more detailed than that.
‘Honestly, this leaves a bad taste in my mouth.’
In the end, it’s humans who suffer the most.
Yet they decided everything among themselves, completely excluding the very people involved. What is this?
Finally, we arrived at the Medical Guild.
I immediately began unpacking.
I sent the Medical Assistants rushing to welcome us back to their work, and when I asked if Master was present, I was told he was indeed at the Medical Guild.
“Let’s wash up first.”
“Hyeong, you’re really respectful to Master. Does the Mudang Faction also wash before seeing Master when they return from a trip?”
At those words, Cheonwoo nodded.
“Of course. One cannot show such an unkempt appearance. The Heterodox Faction doesn’t do that?”
“Nope. My Master wouldn’t care if I came back with two heads or three nostrils. As long as I bring in money properly.”
Seeing Cheonwoo’s eyes widen, I quickly said.
“Cheonwoo. The Golden Blood Hall is still a place where the master-disciple relationship is reasonably decent, even for the Heterodox Faction. That level is acceptable.”
“I thought only Gangho ruffians were like that, but are all the Heterodox Faction members naturally this way?”
“Yeah. If they keep going like that, they’ll kill their master and steal the secret techniques. The Golden Blood Hall doesn’t have that problem.”
Sama Hyeon spoke.
“We don’t refrain from killing—we can’t kill. These days, our financial relationships are so tangled that we literally can’t kill each other~”
It wasn’t always the case, but in most situations.
Money is stronger than the sword.
Peace in Gangho is maintained not by love and compassion, but by money.
In any case, the brothers quickly grabbed fresh clothes and headed to the bathhouse.
Splash!
After rinsing off quickly, they entered the pool and were greeted by warm hot spring water embracing all three of them.
“Ahh, this is wonderful. I couldn’t forget this even at the Mudang Faction.”
“Master established Baekrin Medical Guild in the volcanic region for health reasons, and it seems like a good decision.”
“Ha, when I think of my master’s Baekrin Medical Guild, my teeth ache, but I really miss this hot spring~”
“Yeah. Our Master did look after you two for a while.”
It had been an unfortunate encounter for both Master and the younger brothers.
Jin Cheon-hee laughed with an enlightened expression. Hehehehe.
The three of them sat blankly for a moment, then took out pomelos from the basket and floated them in the water.
The hot spring instantly became a pomelo bath.
Sitting blankly in the pomelo-scented water, gazing at the mountains, they felt a presence from outside.
“Huh, is it another doctor?”
Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“Only those of Gaju rank or higher enter here. We’ll probably just see our Gaju naked.”
“You mean only Gaju-level people use this vast pool~?”
“Originally it was open to everyone. It was open to everyone, but even Sang Ui-won stopped coming. So we just changed it for segregation purposes.”
“I see.”
“As long as this exists, Sang Ui-won has no reason to see the Gaju at the bathhouse.”
“Gong, then do the middle-ranked men enter the bath together with Sang Ui-won~?”
“We made a separate hot spring for Sang Ui-won too. Now the middle-ranked men enter their own pool without seeing Sang Ui-won’s face.”
All the pools looked the same.
The money spent was similar too.
But humans dislike seeing their superiors while bathing.
“At this hour… the Martial Arts Guild Master probably wouldn’t be…”
But what appeared first was silver hair. And the shadow of a massive frame.
“Ugh, Master?!”
“Hope. You came to wash without reporting first.”
Jin Cheon-hee stammered in panic.
“I, I was planning to report after washing.”
Cheonwoo rose boldly and performed a fist salute while naked.
“We greet Baek Rin-ui-seon!”
The bearing of the Righteous Faction.
Sama Hyeon also offered a belated greeting.
“I pay my respects to Baek Rin-ui-seon.”
Ah, so that’s why he isolated us. I realized it belatedly.
My Master entered the hot spring in such an awkward manner.
It was quite a spacious hot spring, but with four men entering, it felt cramped.
‘Damn it, I’m the smallest here… This is infuriating.’
Everyone else was muscular, yet somehow I felt like a tiny anchovy standing alone.
Objectively speaking, I had considerable muscle myself, but due to my constitution, I couldn’t develop muscle like the other three, which drove me mad.
‘But I’m not inferior in actual strength.’
When fighting against people, since I’m called a Doctor and pursue non-lethal methods, my strength rarely shows.
In terms of inner energy reserves and martial knowledge depth, my eldest brother Jin Cheon-hee is the strongest.
Even my younger siblings acknowledge this.
Considering the number of times I nearly died and actually died, it’s remarkable I haven’t grown stronger?
But I decided not to dwell on that.
Even if my physique lagged behind, martial prowess was what ultimately mattered.
Wasn’t I maintaining my dignity as the eldest brother?
‘Right. I’m stronger anyway, so that’s enough.’
Jin Cheon-hee deliberately puffed out his chest.
“Brother, does your back hurt?”
“Could you press my shoulders~?”
Ugh, forget it.
Seeing those two’s reactions, I suddenly felt petty myself.
‘What’s the big deal about muscles anyway.’
My Master, who had entered the hot spring, lightly gathered his silver hair and spoke.
With such a massive frame, even the act of tying his hair carried a peculiar sense of presence.
“Yes. I’ve heard about what happened with Eon-gwon. It seems quite perilous… Yet you went in on your own and saved the commoners.”
Most had lost their memories, yet somehow my Master knew the details.
‘Perhaps those few who retained their memories told him.’
I thought it was possible if it were my Master, but suddenly Yoo Ho Toyong came to mind.
‘Wouldn’t it be more accurate to say there’s a way to learn through that?’
Having deduced that much, Jin Cheon-hee twisted the answer and attacked back.
“I merely acted righteously upon witnessing injustice. In the end, everything concluded well. The Gaju of Eon-gwon even offered substantial gratitude. I’m troubled over how to handle it.”
“Hmm.”
Seeing that reaction, Jin Cheon-hee became certain.
‘He doesn’t know the details after Toyong broke. But it seems Toyong alone isn’t my Master’s only eyes and ears—there must be other conditions involved.’
At the same time, Jegalling also thought.
‘Hope noticing is within my calculations. Seeing him probe me to explore the conditions, it doesn’t seem he has strong objections.’
With just a few words of dialogue, white and black stones crossed on the board.
Watching this, Sama Hyeon thought.
‘Wow… This is frustrating. The Jegallim Family… How does the eldest brother even survive like this…?’
Family? Was that what he meant by something like family?
Could it be that my brother actually enjoyed such banter?
Even in the Heterodox Faction, masters and disciples don’t engage like that. They’d sooner cross blades.
I couldn’t even imagine myself exchanging such words with Hye-a.
Given her temperament, she’d definitely lose patience and grab my cheek instead.
Meanwhile, Cheonwoo simply smiled brightly.
Then he brought up a different topic to lighten the mood.
“It seems I’ve made some progress. Have I drawn closer to Master, the Elder Gwon Je?”
Did he not know? Or was he pretending not to know?
It was probably closer to pretending.
But in social dealings, the one who plays dumb wins.
Cheonwoo repeatedly clenched and unclenched his scarred fist as if proud of his achievement.
The gazes of the two priests naturally fell upon it.
Soon, Jegalling spoke.
“If you’ve approached the Supreme Ultimate, then it would be so. I believe the Elder would be proud as well.”
His tone was more relaxed than usual.
“Is that so? I’m relieved.”
Cheonwoo smiled gently.
Jegalling’s feelings toward Elder Gwon Je were complex.
However, everyone knew that this cold man didn’t hold many people in his heart.
And they weren’t unaware that Elder Gwon Je was one of them.
Cheonwoo skillfully used that to change the subject.
“By the way, your hair still hasn’t fully grown back.”
I said.
“It’s long enough to tie now. It’s just a shame that I’ve had less time to circulate the Heavenly Dragon technique because I’ve been reading books at the Jin Ju-eon residence.”
“That was exactly how long it was when you were little.”
At those words, I felt my face flush.
It seemed the memory of when I’d pretended to be a small child had surfaced.
“I’ll grow it out quickly anyway.”
With that, I dunked my face in the water and dove under.
Splash!
Trying to hide my expression, it seemed.
Everyone thought so.
* * *
After soaking thoroughly, I immediately headed to the Master’s office with him.
The Master’s office carried the scent of old books and ink.
In a way, it felt more like a scholar’s study than that of a martial artist.
Had someone seen it, they would have thought the owner was a bureaucrat who’d never wielded a sword.
Indeed, unlike most great families that displayed swords as decoration or hanging scrolls depicting tigers and lions, there were none here.
Just neat. Perfectly neat.
In a way, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that life here felt devoid of living.
“What about Yoo Ho?”
“He’s away on business for a while.”
“I should thank Yoo Ho as well….”
Hadn’t he shared the price with me?
Originally, I should have lost an arm, but the fact that it was reduced so dramatically was entirely thanks to Yoo Ho.
“He’ll return soon enough, so you can do it then. So, did you gain anything from the Eon-gwon family?”
“Ah, yes! About that!”
I spilled everything about my research on corpse demons and even the family library that Eon-gwon Gaju had permitted me to access.
Jegalling, who had been listening, spoke.
“I see. Then we should organize and store it separately. While you were away, we’ve been continuing the Medical Guild reinforcement plan. We can implement even more enhancements now.”
“Ah, but the essence of the family techniques….”
“Even in this situation, you worry about others. About their lives.”
At those words, my eyes wavered slightly.
Soon after, I answered honestly.
“I’m not particularly concerned about how much Eon-gwon Gaju’s martial arts might be compromised. But it’s because the lives of the other family members and children could be put in danger.”
A doctor understood well the weight of holding power over life and death.
“You have depth. Yes. That’s why your true nature is ultimately that of a doctor.”
Jegalling fell into thought before speaking.
“Then only you and I need to know what can be called the essence. Let’s handle the rest at an ‘appropriate level.'”
‘Appropriate’ seemed like a word without clear criteria at first glance.
However, Jegalling knew.
This child before him would truly handle it ‘appropriately’—like a blade.
Soon after, my eyes brightened.
“But I discovered an absolutely remarkable method for skin regeneration!”
Seeing this fellow talk about skin regeneration instead of the destructive power of corpse demons—I could only laugh.
He’s truly a born doctor.
“If we do this right, the Medical Guild will receive massive sponsorships, right? Adolescent noble heirs will come carrying money by the armful!”
Ah, so there’s money too.
“Hope, aren’t you thinking of becoming the greatest martial artist in the world with those techniques?”
“Master, does that put food on the table?”
As it came to mind, I muttered to myself about having ‘chicken’ for dinner tonight.
Good-hearted but a bit mad.

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