Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 947

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Chapter 947
‘Wait, what?’
I had never viewed Gae Pa Josa in this light before.
How could I not?
Having read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I naturally assumed I understood him well.
But when I actually examined it from the perspective of the Jegallim Family, one piece at a time…
‘Don’t the descendants actually know nothing about their ancestors?’
The time it took for Jin Cheon-hee to reach this realization was less than 0.3 seconds—a mere instant.
During that moment, Yeongseong Sanin spoke.
“Hooo. You dare claim that the formation techniques of the Jegallim Family can overcome our sorcerous arrays? Do you understand that this is a challenge to our sect?”
“…”
I blinked.
Jin Cheon-hee withdrew the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong and immediately returned to normal perception.
The endless stretch of time reverted to its ordinary pace.
“I would say it’s more of a mutually beneficial arrangement than a challenge.”
“We’re satisfied with payment for our work. But what benefit do you gain from this?”
“We are the Medical Guild. The more living people there are, the greater our profit. The dead cannot be treated, can they? After all, only the living pay medical fees.”
At Jin Cheon-hee’s cheerful response, Yeongseong Sanin burst into laughter.
“Ha? Hahahaha! This is magnificent. You… you perform good deeds while deliberately wrapping them in profit! Well… I like it. I like it very much. Such an approach is truly pleasing to see.”
A body of virtue, yet a tongue of commerce.
Why did it not displease him?
Yeongseong Sanin’s laughter grew bitter.
Perhaps he saw his younger self reflected in this.
His eyes were like mirrors reflecting the past.
“Very well. Then let me see your formation technique first. If I find it unsatisfactory, we shall forget this ever happened.”
“Excellent!”
Jin Cheon-hee smiled brightly.
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‘What in the world is this fellow doing?’
Everyone watched Jin Cheon-hee with bewildered eyes.
After all, he was digging into the earth using his inner force.
Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch!
It was already a rare spectacle for martial artists to prepare formation patterns for sorcery, but seeing a supreme master do it while wielding inner force was extraordinary.
“Oh, just a moment please~ Everyone step back~”
Wearing a yellow hard hat on his head, he sketched out designs on the ground with white chalk in rough strokes.
Though he held a geomancy compass, the overall approach differed greatly from the conventional method of constructing formation patterns.
“Are you actually constructing a formation pattern?”
“Ah, yes. Formation patterns are civil engineering too. You see, proper design ensures the calculations don’t go wrong later. The ancestors read the heavenly principles through intuition, but that lacks precision. Trying to solve everything through intuition ultimately leads to defective formation patterns.”
“…”
What was this fellow saying?
In any case, I mobilized even Hwang-gu to dig the ground and used Noeji to locate and move stones.
The formation I created through all that commotion was roughly a hundred zhang in width—about three hundred meters.
Compared to the tremendous effort I expended, it was somewhat modest in scale.
As I installed the formation, I was discovering something new.
‘Ah, this is… a summoning formation.’
Knowledge I had only possessed in memory suddenly descended like a sixth sense, whispering the structure and essence of the formation to me at remarkable speed.
Simply by drawing out what I had memorized, I was grasping the true meaning of the formation.
If the people of the Moshan Sect had known this as well, they would have been utterly terrified.
But I chose not to mention it.
‘Why is a summoning formation being passed down through the Jegallim Family?’
There are many types of sorcery.
If you count every subcategory, there would be as many as grains of sand, but when I compiled what I learned from the shamans and Jasi of the Dadu Kingdom, it roughly breaks down like this.
Spirit, mind, summoning, possession, element, creation, life.
Beyond these, I’ve heard that completely new systems of sorcery and shamanism dominate depending on the region, but for now, it seems to divide roughly this way.
‘The most peculiar one here is creation, they say.’
It’s not actually creating heaven and earth.
Rather than making something from nothing, it’s closer to transformation.
‘For example, puppet sorcery.’
You breathe intention into a puppet to make it move, and in that process, you create something like an artificial soul, which is why it’s classified as creation.
So it’s not actually creating a real soul, but rather transforming something that already exists in a different way.
It’s quite far removed from true ‘creation.’
Naturally, the material is entirely spiritual energy.
Its root is ki, so it’s possible to substitute it somewhat with a martial artist’s inner energy, but efficiency drops and danger increases.
Just as different oils—heavy oil, gasoline, diesel, kerosene—are all different even though they’re the same oil.
Even though crude oil is simply heated and separated by boiling point, different oils emerge this way; within ki, spiritual energy and inner energy are also different.
And just as different machines consume different oils, it varies depending on whether it’s martial arts or sorcery.
‘I, however… don’t fall into that category.’
I’m not sure if it’s because of my divine blood.
For some reason, this body naturally converts and uses both spiritual energy and inner energy.
‘…This will become troublesome if discovered too.’
I don’t know if my Master anticipated whether I would be caught or not.
But what’s certain is that my social life has already reached the realm of the Way.
“Oh my, truly Ilgwang. There’s nothing you cannot do. Who would have thought you could even gather spiritual energy…”
“Can you even gather inner energy and spiritual energy together in the first place?”
“I don’t know. But there’s no one who practices martial arts and fried rice together either, is there?”
“It could be a secret technique of the Jegallim Family that we don’t know about. Come to think of it, that acupuncture point technique that helps with this sorcery is also said to be a secret technique of the Jegallim Family.”
Past life and present life.
It’s a truth I’ve learned through rolling about in social life, but humans, how should I put it, see what they want to see.
When someone right in front of you carries out boxes of supplies from the supply room, whether they look like a thief or someone taking supplies for the sales team heading out depends on that person’s reputation and mood.
Everyone present here was already someone who had received dakgalbi and fried rice from me.
I don’t believe Jin Cheon-hee possesses the mystical power of the Jegallim Family or accumulates spiritual energy through some hidden bloodline—certainly not that he’s a bastard of the Previous Emperor or a concealed imperial prince wielding divine blood power to accomplish this.
Instead, I’m proceeding cautiously, timing each step carefully, since displaying this before the Elders could prove disastrous.
As I continue building the formation and gaining new insights, I’ve discovered that what I learned about the formation—that it simply accumulates spiritual energy—actually conceals a far different truth.
‘This is insane…. No matter how many times I verify it, something feels off. What kind of formation is this?’
The more complete it becomes, the more cheated I feel.
If this were an old card game, it would be written like this.
-When this summoning formation card is placed face-down, it summons spiritual energy to the field each turn. The amount of spiritual energy summoned is proportional to the tile size of the formation and the field’s attribute value.
‘Do kids these days not know about card games?’
Regardless, this was truly a formation with a screw loose.
‘Gae Pa Josa, you pretend to gather spiritual energy and then… conjure it from nowhere with this absurdly broken formation. Where on earth did you learn such a technique, and why are you passing it down like this… Hehehehe.’
And yet you didn’t actually pass down the sorcery to your successors.
Of course, Gae Pa Josa didn’t leave behind only this formation for handling spiritual energy.
But among them, this is indeed the formation that gathers the most spiritual energy.
I never realized this fact when I was merely memorizing the characters.
Fortunately, the other Moshan Sect disciples observing this seem oblivious.
The dead Jegal Ryang is deceiving the living Moshan Sect.
‘Where exactly is the spiritual energy being summoned from?’
The problem is that no matter how much I dissect the formation, I cannot determine where the spiritual energy originates.
At that moment, the formation reached completion.
Whoooooosh!
An enormous surge of spiritual energy began rising violently.
“W-what is this!!”
“I’ve never seen so much spiritual energy in my entire life!”
“Is this really spiritual energy?! Not hot spring water?!”
“The legendary true dragon vein. Isn’t this the phenomenon seen only in such earth veins!”
“I’ve heard this is a phenomenon visible only in the highest-grade spiritual lands!”
At that moment, Jin Cheon-hee moved his fingers.
“Oops! Like this.”
Crash!
The formation was destroyed in an instant.
The Moshan Sect disciples watching this stared at Jin Cheon-hee with shocked eyes.
Because that overflowing spiritual vein had vanished.
Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“Ah, the formation was flawed.”
“That spiritual energy just now… what was it?”
“Yes. I made a mistake while constructing it, so I immediately dismantled it. It could have become dangerous otherwise.”
At those words, the disciples fell silent.
‘What was that formation just now?’
‘Truly… the Jegallim Family. What exactly are they trying to create?’
‘What a shame. Dragon vein-grade spiritual energy… such a waste.’
However, Jin Cheon-hee’s thoughts diverged slightly.
‘Could I install this in the Moshan Sect?’
At first glance, it didn’t seem like summoning spiritual energy from a dangerous location.
The spiritual energy I actually felt was pristine beyond measure, and the strange knowledge whispering to me assured me that this formation was safe.
There was one more thing.
‘Once I install this formation, the Moshan Sect will certainly learn it.’
Though I doubted they could ever grasp its essence.
But it seemed possible for them to eventually create a lower-tier, downgraded version of the formation through observation.
‘But do we even have a use for this ourselves?’
According to Jasi, Baekrin Uiseon currently had Yoo Ho’s “support” (?), making such formations unnecessary.
Moreover, since there weren’t even disciples actively cultivating, having excess spiritual energy would only invite strange occurrences—better to avoid it altogether.
‘There’s no real need for it anyway.’
Not with that Yoo Ho’s “support” (?) in place.
‘Then… I see. The real reason I don’t want to give this away now is insufficient compensation.’
I needed to extract compensation worthy enough that providing this formation wouldn’t feel like a loss.
‘I never imagined it would be worth this much.’
The eyes of the surrounding cultivators were remarkably sticky—like people who hadn’t eaten in three days.
And rightfully so.
A dragon vein.
Something of that caliber was coming to the Moshan Sect.
‘So what can I actually gain from the Moshan Sect?’
I already knew the basic information.
But to extract proper compensation, I needed information from a different angle.
‘Tsk, did I move too hastily?’
I should have analyzed what could be extracted from the Moshan Sect before coming here.
It’s unfortunate that overwork and war left no time for that.
Just as I was thinking this, Yeongseong Sanin, the sect leader of Moshan, came rushing over.
“W-wait, I just felt an incredibly intense surge of spiritual energy… Did you do this?”
Of course, he wasn’t a sect leader who would miss something like that.
Behind him, others who appeared to be elders stared in astonishment.
Jin Cheon-hee spoke calmly.
“Yes. The formation I installed caused this. Though I accidentally destroyed it just now.”
“Ah, no! Why would you destroy it over a single mistake!”
Yeongseong Sanin’s face looked like he hadn’t eaten in three days—or perhaps ten.
It made sense.
Cultivators only needed to be responsible for their individual abilities, but he was a sect leader.
Yeongseong Sanin’s eyes were saying this:
‘If we just had that formation, the Moshan Sect could achieve twice, perhaps even three times more in the future…’
Good.
The bait looked very appetizing indeed.
I waved my fishing rod with deliberate ambiguity.
“Ah… well, there’s nothing to be done about it. The materials required are so expensive that it’s difficult to execute without mistakes…”
Yeongseong Sanin watched me answer with feigned naivety.
As befitted a sect leader, he immediately grasped my true intention.
‘This fellow is asking for more compensation!’
Was simply dispelling the shaman’s array covering Baek Rin insufficient?
‘How ruthless. It would have been better if I’d remained ignorant, but to show me a taste and then refuse! Truly, the Jegallim Family’s schemes run deep!’
In truth, I myself hadn’t known the array possessed such power.
Yeongseong Sanin had misunderstood.
However, logically speaking, it made no sense for me to construct an array whose power I didn’t understand.
“W-well then, if it’s such an expensive array, how much should we pay? We’ll provide whatever you ask.”
Normally, the phrase “whatever you ask” should never be spoken carelessly.
One must negotiate, after all.
However, this array was worth such a declaration.
Even the other Elders were nodding their heads vigorously of their own accord.
They had just witnessed an array that defied common sense.
Had they known such a thing existed, they would have done anything to obtain it.
‘Does the Moshan Sect lack money? Is there anything in this world that cannot be done with money?’
‘We must make this deal happen at all costs! This wealth was accumulated for precisely such an opportunity!’
It was only natural.
The Moshan Sect rarely missed any major events in Gangho.
From talismans provided by the Moshan Sect to geomancy, to exorcism in places struck by misfortune!
They had money. Plenty of it.
And with such performance, they were more than willing to spend generously.
Yet the young man before me remained composed.
Surely he was not unaware of the Moshan Sect’s wealth!
“Ah, I understand. Well then, there are several options available…”
“O-options?”
It was a word he had never heard before.

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