Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 895

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Chapter 895
Whoosh!
Energy surged from my body, flowing through my back toward Cheonwoo and Sama Hyeon standing behind me.
Since the three of us had our backs pressed together, the energy connected instantly.
Having mastered the Five Elements Divine Art, I could exchange true qi with Cheonwoo and Sama Hyeon, and harmonize it.
Thus the inner power of all three began to intertwine as one, creating mutual generation and restraint.
Roaaaah!
Golden radiance bloomed in Sama Hyeon’s hands, swirling with luminous mist.
Conversely, platinum brilliance extended from the energy coalescing in Cheonwoo’s two hands.
And in my hands, black and white energy spiraled, expanding in magnitude.
The phenomenon of three energies intermingling with one another!
Normally this would lead to demonic possession, but I served as the center point of true qi, smoothly blending the two energies together.
This too.
Was only possible because of the Five Elements Divine Art—the very source of all creation in heaven and earth!
-Kill them!
And at that moment, the Goe-eo-in attacked from all directions.
The energy clinging to their tridents bore a destructive nature.
The assault of dozens of Goe-eo-in was undoubtedly a force that even three absolute masters could not underestimate.
Spear energy crashed like waves from every direction.
A sharp torrent of qi!
It was already close to a combined formation, and its power was formidable and relentless.
Then came the moment.
Pat.
Cheonwoo’s two hands traced the tai chi symbol.
That force scattered the attacks of the Goe-eo-in directed at him, returning them to nothing.
Sama Hyeon’s two hands multiplied as if they had become a thousand.
Each hand struck and shattered the waves of spear energy.
And myself.
The Glacial Frost Sword in my hand unleashed streams of extreme yin energy, drawing a vertical line across the world.
Crack!
The spear energy that had surged like waves split in half, shattering into fragments that faded like foam.
The spear shafts of the Goe-eo-in in that trajectory were severed, vertical wounds carved into their bodies, and fountains of blood erupted.
Some had their bodies cleaved in half, others had their limbs severed and fell to the ground.
An unbelievable single strike!
However.
The commander of the Goe-eo-in.
The one who called himself Taha-pa blocked that strike with his spear and stood firm.
-A disciple of Girin. Truly formidable. Retreat. Fall back.
Overwhelming energy erupted from Taha-pa’s entire body, enveloping his form.
It was nothing less than a protective body-strengthening technique!
But something feels different. It’s not martial arts exactly—it’s closer to some kind of alien force entirely.
Taha-pa took a step forward.
Boom!
The afterimage he created stretched out like taffy before reaching Jin Cheon-hee in an instant, thrusting the trident at me.
Form Transformation Reversal!
Meanwhile, my blade advanced calmly to meet it.
Then it lightly collided with the very center prong of his trident.
Clang!
I shook his spear blade with gentleness.
And just as I tried to sweep it away, the trident wavered like a wave, driving in even deeper.
Instead, my blade was forced aside, and the opening was revealed—by me!
‘Exquisite spear technique. But—!’
I released my sword in an instant.
A Gangho warrior dropping their blade was something that should never happen!
They gripped their swords like lifelines until the moment of death.
Yet the man before him discarded it without hesitation, and Taha-pa’s eyes widened.
However, I ruthlessly exploited that moment of shock.
I spread both hands wide, flipped them, and thrust outward.
Ten Stages of Gold!
Boom boom boom boom!
Taha-pa was pushed back with a sliding motion.
It didn’t appear he suffered major injuries.
-Human. Such strength. Existence? You. Will see again. Disciple of Girin.
Then, without hesitation, he retreated and dove into the waterway connected to the sea.
The Goe-eo-in, too, were throwing themselves toward the waterway along with their companions.
Splash!
“Ha… those were quick ones~”
“I didn’t expect so many of these beings to exist… It’s quite surprising, Hyeong.”
“Indeed it is.”
The sea mist slowly dispersed.
Only the shattered main road and traces of blood remained as evidence of the fierce battle that had just occurred.
The Goe-eo-in had even taken all their fallen comrades with them as they vanished.
It felt like waking from a terrible nightmare in the depths of winter.
“This won’t be an easy matter.”
“I suspect the Elder Brother is definitely in league with them. Don’t you think so, Hyeong?”
“That may be true, but we have no evidence, so it’s ambiguous. Besides, he’s also an inner disciple of the Mudang Faction.”
“But what troubles me is this talk of bestowing blessings in exchange for humans, Hyeong.”
At Cheonwoo’s words, I nodded as well.
“It’s likely… human sacrifice.”
It had happened in the Damjin Kingdom as well.
It happened even during the time of the Suksin Tribe.
Humans are capable of sacrificing others without hesitation for their own immortality.
Moreover, since the Goe-eo-in themselves feed on people to survive, they’re all the more dangerous.
‘Not all humans are like that, but… there’s a reason the saying “ten people, ten colors” exists.’
If virtuous people exist, so do wicked ones.
Yet when I think the wicked are the majority, virtuous people are suddenly scattered about like raisins in bread.
That’s humanity.
Which is why I can never give up saving people.
‘Even on Earth, I’d sometimes think about running away to some easy place and opening a popular cosmetic or dermatology clinic, but I’d always end up back in the same spot.’
Humans who cooperate with the Goe-eo-in are precisely what drive me to flee to popular specialties.
They’re the ones who make me despair of humanity itself.
‘Destroying them is difficult enough, but honestly, what’s harder is dealing with people.’
Isn’t that true of everything?
Service work goes without saying, but even in office jobs, people are harder than the work itself, and technical positions are no joke either.
This feeling is the same wherever you go.
I stretched languidly.
When despair about humanity itself threatens to overwhelm me, light stretching like this helps.
“First, I need to find the human spies.”
A war between species and species.
In a way, the fundamental nature is better than it was with the Damjin Kingdom or the North Sea Ice Palace.
A struggle in the food chain.
Nature versus humanity, essentially.
Sama Hyeon spoke.
“Hyeong, what if most people in this region are their lackeys?”
“We can only hope that’s not the case.”
I said this and moved forward.
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After the confrontation with the Goe-eo-in, the sun had completely set and darkness blanketed everything.
Qingdao was both a tourist city and a trading city in its own right, so even at night it wasn’t completely dark.
“Wow, that fight feels like a lie. There are so many people out.”
“The barrier the Goe-eo-in used was that formidable.”
Shops had hung lanterns, and the tall pavilions had lanterns suspended from their eaves.
Literally a city that never sleeps.
‘By etymology, it refers to when the Song Dynasty’s economy reached its peak.’
The economy was so prosperous that markets never closed at night. That’s how this phrase came about.
This place is the same.
The sea is both the economic lifeblood of this city and a blessing in itself.
Countless middlemen came and went, from ordinary commoners to servants running errands for someone.
Nothing like the orderly appearance of Jin Ju-eonga.
People cursed, spat, urinated in the streets, drank alcohol.
Between the stench of fish and foul odors, someone’s cackling laughter echoes.
It resembles a mud pit fashioned from human remains.
Passing through the chaos-filled streets, the sworn brothers arrived at the separate residence where they were staying.
However, only Cheonwoo and I entered the separate residence first.
Sama Hyeon headed toward the pleasure quarter and returned shortly after.
“So, what Hyeong suspected was correct after all.”
Sama Hyeon quickly read the secret letter he received there and burned it lightly.
“Correct?”
“Yeah. Apparently, everyone’s external appearance has changed. The Haeseon Faction said it was because their bodies underwent a transformation similar to a complete metamorphosis in order to be cured…”
Sama Hyeon paused there, rubbing his temples in thought before continuing.
“In this vast Gangho, such miraculous breakthroughs could exist. There are many even more absurd medicines out there. But if such a remarkable medicine existed, shouldn’t I have heard of it? Why hasn’t it spread like this?”
At Sama Hyeon’s words, Cheonwoo narrows his remaining eye.
“So what you’re saying is that the medicine is suspicious, right?”
“Exactly~ Those Goe-eo-in bastards mentioned some kind of blessing, didn’t they? It could be something like that. Maybe people who take the medicine transform into Goe-eo-in? From their perspective, that could be a blessing.”
I clutch my head at Sama Hyeon’s words.
The incidents with the Dragon Scale People and the Rakshasa come to mind.
In the case of the North Sea Ice Palace’s Dragon Scale People, it felt like they were experimental subjects.
Those on the verge of death from plague were modified and transformed into Dragon Scale People.
Though they were modified, they were still human in essence. Their race didn’t change.
The Rakshasa were an entirely different matter—they were a species that devoured humans and assumed their identities.
Even if the human part was consumed and disappeared, the sense of self remained fundamentally human.
If one’s will was strong enough, even the violent rampages at night could be controlled.
Regardless, as long as memories were passed down, those individuals defined themselves as ‘I’.
Of course, that caused them greater anguish, but that’s beside the point.
But this Haeseon Faction situation was somewhat different.
The change in external appearance clearly suggests a racial mutation similar to the Rakshasa case, but…
Even so, it’s somewhat different from the Rakshasa situation.
‘They’re not being consumed by another race. The side effects are merely that their faces become somewhat fish-like… In a way, it’s no different from a transformation hero. But the price is having to commit human sacrifice. That’s the problem.’
Here lies the question.
Did that Elder Brother actually participate in human sacrifice? Or not?
If he ate unknowingly, should we consider him innocent? If he ate knowingly, should we consider him guilty?
I made my decision.
“How is everyone’s condition?”
“My inner energy is at about eighty percent. I’m fine, Hyeong.”
“I agree.”
Despite the fierce battle we just fought, both are in excellent condition.
This is the fruit of the Medical Guild’s hellish training.
‘Hmm, I did well by my own assessment.’
All the effort spent polishing my younger brothers’ bodies like gems has borne fruit.
Thanks to that, they’ve developed this level of endurance.
‘I originally trained them to develop resilience so they could escape even if caught in a blood demon’s rampage… but they’ve all grown in ways that defy reason.’
Rather than merely fleeing well, they’d instead pummel their enemies into submission and possessed the stamina to chase the ferocious beast that triggered the blood demon’s rampage all the way to the depths of hell.
“Good. Then… let’s head straight to Haeseonbang.”
“We were just attacked by those bastards and you want to go right now? Hmm. A strategy to strike back when they least expect it—I like it.”
Under normal circumstances, even the most skilled masters would need at least three days of proper recuperation after such a battle.
It wasn’t merely a matter of internal injuries, but of depleted inner energy as well.
Having burned through inner energy so recklessly, ordinarily one should rest at home.
Ordinarily.
“Then let’s go right away.”
Cheonwoo retrieved something from his robes.
It was the mask and night clothes I’d given him long ago!
“Hyeong. You pull that out so naturally?”
“Yeah. Spending time with you and Hyeong, it seemed like something I’d definitely need, so I’ve been keeping it. Now I feel incomplete without it.”
A righteous faction member carrying night clothes in his bosom.
‘Have I corrupted the boy?’
Gwon Je, Cheonwoo is growing up well.

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