Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 950

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Chapter 950
Nanjing is a massive city.
Built upon successive expansions, the city walls alone are layered three-deep, with settlements even forming outside the outer walls.
About ten li—roughly four kilometers—from Nanjing proper, a vast plain stretches across the landscape.
This field near the Yangtze River boasted such pleasant scenery that on fair days, wealthy merchants would venture out to spread their mats and indulge in leisure.
However.
That place had now transformed into a scene of carnage and bloodshed.
Nearly hundreds of people clashed with drawn blades in a chaotic melee—hardly surprising given the circumstances!
“Die, you bastards of the Heterodox Faction!”
“You die instead, you Mok Bang-mun scum!”
The Heterodox Faction’s Red Path Sect and the Righteous Faction’s Mok Bang-mun, both based in Nanjing.
They had been bitter enemies for years, and now they had escalated to a blood feud.
Yet this location held more than just these two sects.
“Kill the Beonjaggeon bastards!”
“Kill the Jeonsan Sect first!”
“Argh! You! Why are you swinging your blade at us! Did you collude with the Red Path Sect!”
“Shut your mouth! You’re the ones taking orders from Jeonsan Sect, aren’t you!?”
It was absolute chaos.
Completely intermingled with no formation, enemies surrounded them from all directions.
Yet none of them showed any sign of stopping their fight.
At this rate, nearly all would perish, with only a handful surviving.
So focused on their mutual slaughter, none noticed something appearing in the sky above them.
Something falling from that very sky.
CRASH!
It was as though a meteor had descended.
A deafening roar erupted, dust clouds billowed upward, and shockwaves rippled outward in all directions, sweeping across the battlefield.
“Aaaah!”
“What! What is this! Did the garrison soldiers fire cannons!”
The ear-splitting boom and tremors forced everyone to cease fighting. As they stared through the dust clouds, they witnessed a sudden whirlwind forming.
Whoooosh.
The dust spiraled upward like a dragon ascending, swirling toward the heavens.
And standing in that location was an enormous dog, its tongue lolling out.
“What in the world is that…”
“A… spirit beast? A dog that’s… a spirit beast?”
“Isn’t that the spirit beast from Baekrin Medical Guild? The one they say Cheonhailgwang travels with…”
And.
They beheld a strikingly beautiful figure standing atop the enormous dog.
The giant dog was peculiar enough, but the man’s beauty was disturbingly unreal.
Shiver.
Why was it? Despite possessing an appearance like a painting, the moment one saw him, chills ran down one’s spine.
Because of this, their instincts forced them to dredge up memories buried deep in their minds and spill them from their lips.
“It’s, it’s Cheonhailgwang!”
“Why? Why in the world is Cheonhailgwang here!?”
The battle came to a standstill.
Jin Cheon-hee possessed such overwhelming presence.
Everyone’s eyes fixed on Jin Cheon-hee as he descended from the sky.
An immense pressure descended upon them all.
His lips slowly parted.
Everyone concentrated, wondering if some kind of “revelation” was about to be delivered.
And then.
“왜에에에에에에에에에에에에엥—!”
An expression as impassive as a Buddha statue, and.
A bearing as elegant as an immortal sage!
Yet that sound was unlike anything ever heard before—a grotesque noise that scraped at the eardrums and made skulls vibrate!
“Ahhhhh!”
“No, no! It’s sound technique! It’s Cheonhailgwang’s Fainting Sound!”
Fainting Sound!
Though Jin Cheon-hee was unaware, the martial artists of Gangho had given a name to his sound technique—they called it the “Fainting Sound.”
Named because anyone struck by this sound technique would inevitably lose consciousness!
“Cover your ears!”
“Use your inner energy!”
However.
The martial artists were not fools either.
Especially those living in Gangso Province possessed their own answers to the question: “What should one do if faced with Cheonhailgwang?”
They channeled inner energy through their eardrums and ear canals.
Offsetting the sound technique’s effects!
Of course.
They didn’t know that their makeshift answer was far from correct.
*Shudder shudder shudder!*
“Gack. Cough!”
Such was the case with Hyangpyeongho, a warrior of the Jeonsan Sect here.
As a first-rate martial artist, he felt the sound technique’s qi strike battering his entire body.
‘My ears, I blocked my ears, so how!?’
He had thought blocking his ears would be sufficient.
However.
His body soon had to experience tremendous vibrations.
‘Gack! The qi is forcing its way into my body! Could it be! Is he using sound technique to hammer qi throughout my entire body!?’
Simultaneously, he felt his dantian churning and his meridians trembling.
Had Jin Cheon-hee witnessed this, he would have said, “Ah yes, this is precisely the sonic shock internal injury technique utilizing sound technique vibration! It’s an advanced method developed from kidney stone pulverization techniques!” but he could not hear those words.
“Cough!”
I suffered internal injuries in an instant.
The qi and blood flowing from my dantian twisted, and I fell to my knees.
However, it wasn’t quite a deviation into demonic cultivation.
My insides were simply shaken and disrupted, rendering me helpless in a flash!
‘Kugh…! How could such a terrifying dark technique exist? Ugh…’
Enduring the pain, he collapsed and gasped for breath.
But that wasn’t the end of it.
Looking around, everyone else had been reduced to the same state!
And.
After the eerie siren sound that felt like an eternity finally ceased.
Jin Cheon-hee shouted with an expressionless face.
“불법폭력난투를 멈추고 해산하십시오! 그렇지 않으면 국법에 의해서 강제 연행하겠습니다—-!”
Clang, clang.
The sound, apparently amplified by dark technique, rang out powerfully in all directions.
All those who weren’t peak masters were already collapsed, coughing blood.
“What kind of terrifying dark technique is this!”
“Cheonhailgwang! You vicious bastard!”
But whether emboldened by the sight of blood or simply born without fear, one peak master suddenly bellowed.
It seemed he couldn’t see anything!
“Cheonhailgwang! This is our affair! Don’t interfere! What right do you have to meddle in this matter!”
“Ou, and you are?”
“I am Beonjaggeon, the lodge master of Beonsaeru!”
Beonjaggeon.
He appeared to be a rather handsome man in his mid-thirties.
His eyes contained unmistakable ambition and jealousy.
Emotion had overcome reason.
It was a behavioral pattern frequently seen among young martial artists.
Observing such a Beonjaggeon, I surveyed my surroundings once more.
Only about thirty people remained standing.
Peak masters or transcendent masters!
They were sect leaders or successors, elders, and high-ranking officials of their respective factions.
“Had you fought in a remote mountain area far from here, I wouldn’t have intervened. But this is Nanjing, where Prince Ju-wang resides. It is also the former imperial capital and is still called the second capital of the realm.”
Government business here, of all places!?
All the martial artists’ faces went blank like boiled fish cakes.
“Within a hundred-li radius centered on Nanjing, civilians other than government officials are prohibited from carrying weapons. Furthermore, illegal violence and murder must not occur. Do you understand? All of you are currently criminals who have violated solemn imperial law en masse.”
Heavy silence consumed the surroundings.
Technically, that was correct. Technically.
But who actually enforced it?
Ilgwang was speaking.
‘You are all criminals!’
Cheonhailgwang made that declaration.
“What do you think you know about the Inviolable Sanctuary?”
Beonjaggeon pointed accusingly while shouting.
Blue veins bulged across his forehead.
I observed Beonjaggeon calmly.
Seeing Ilgwang’s piercing blue eyes, Beonjaggeon felt like a stone monkey standing before Buddha, yet he did not retreat.
‘Cheonhailgwang! Though you’re called one of the Sixteen Greatest Masters under Heaven, righteousness is on my side! How dare you use coercion before these people… Huh!?’
As Beonjaggeon steeled his resolve, he suddenly realized Ilgwang had vanished.
In that moment of shock, Ilgwang reappeared directly before him.
As if space itself had been folded—a terrifyingly swift speed!
He extended his hand to unleash Beonjaggeon’s secret technique, the Beonjaggeon Palm.
However.
Before that hand could fully extend, Ilgwang struck first.
A willow-like hand that exemplified the perfect form of soft fist techniques, yet it contained the crushing force of Mount Tai.
Crack!
‘How… how is this so fast…? Gaaah!’
Pop. Snap!
His shoulder blade, arm bones, and jaw dislocated in an instant.
In a heartbeat, the human body collapsed like an assembly toy with all its joints removed!
He wasn’t dead.
But the pain! He couldn’t move!
“Gaaaaaahhhhh!”
And amid the shock and agony, I smiled brilliantly.
“Ou, but you all invaded the Inviolable Sanctuary first, didn’t you?”
And so Beonjaggeon fell.
Even as he collapsed, his heart pounded so violently that he thought his mind must have shattered, and he lay sprawled on the ground.
“Cheonhailgwang has truly gone mad!”
“True… True Madness! Cheonhailgwang has become Cheonhajingwang!”
“Everyone, stay calm! Cheonhailgwang is alone right now! Don’t panic!”
Chaos spread outward.
But did I need to wait for them?
I launched myself toward the next person like lightning!
And once again, another peak master collapsed with his entire body dislocated.
“Hwang-gu!”
“Woof!”
“Play around a bit! Don’t kill them!”
“Woof woof!”
And Hwang-gu began to move.
“Tsk! I will no longer tolerate your tyranny… Gaaah!”
And when the third martial artist fell.
The people realized it.
‘Is Cheonhailgwang serious?’
‘Is he genuinely planning to dislocate every single person here!’
They instinctively clustered together with their allies nearby, or at least those they had some connection with.
If a large group attacked together, they might somehow be able to win!
“If we overwhelm him with numbers, even Cheonhailgwang won’t be able to ignore us! Prepare for examination!”
That’s what they thought.
And before them, Jin Cheon-hee flicked his fingers with a radiant smile.
“Well then, patients, stop causing trouble. It’s time for your treatment, yes?”
“Uwaaaaaaagh!”
The masters rushed forward in a mob.
But the result was ultimately the same.
From Jin Cheon-hee’s fingertips, Shimmoo’s ultimate technique bloomed forth.
Time divided, and divided, and divided, and divided again.
Within the endlessly frozen moments, azure eyes became meteors, beginning to tear through all directions.
Splurch, splurch, splurch, splurch, splurch!
Everyone’s entire body dislocated.
The beginning of Cheonhailgwang’s forced medical treatment technique.
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Baekrin Inn’s signature menu item: ‘Aged Meat Dumplings’.
Compared to other establishments that gave their dumplings fancy names like dragon-phoenix dumplings or whatnot, the name was refreshingly simple.
Yet no other restaurant dared to plagiarize this name.
Because they feared Baekrin Medical Guild!
And so.
Other inns developed new menu items like aged meat minced dumplings or aged meat shrimp dumplings instead.
Some even went so far as to procure the expensive ice to make aged meat.
If the meat accidentally spoiled while making aged meat, guards would come running with clubs.
Because Baek Rin, regardless of other matters, had become eerily meticulous about food hygiene.
But still, they couldn’t just let Baekrin Inn steal all their regular customers like this!
So was that the reason?
Baek Rin’s region had achieved unparalleled growth in culinary arts compared to other regions in Gangho.
And by now, even street vendors had become at least neighborhood delicacy-class establishments.
A true leveling up across the board.
A true showdown of taste, a life-and-death battle of flavor.
There was a saying that merely surviving here meant you were already an inn capable of dominating the world.
That’s how ruthless Baek Rin’s region was.
This ripple effect began spreading not only throughout Baek Rin but to the surrounding areas as well.
And.
In the private room of Wangryong Inn, a two-hundred-year-old powerhouse that had been famous as a restaurant since the days when Baek Rin was still Baek Rin County.
Guests entered that private room.
They were even famous gossips in the current Gangho, their names spreading far and wide.
The Three Scholars of Gangho.
They sat eating aged meat xiaolongbao.
A dish made with aged meat xiaolongbao, prepared with such confidence!
And their assessment was this.
“This place is quite decent, I must say.”
“Still, it doesn’t compare to what they serve at Baekrin’s Inn.”
“I rather prefer this one, personally.”
Decent in their own right!
But even this alone was remarkable.
After all, wasn’t this aged meat dumpling the one that defeated the champion of the Imperial Culinary Tournament?
Truly, a restaurant worthy of two hundred years of tradition.
The craftsmanship of Wangryong Inn shines through!
And the moment I thought the flow of customers had changed.
Swiftly pivoting their approach to align with the times and introducing new dumplings—that must be the secret to surviving two hundred years!
In the food business, one must abandon blood, tears, and pride alike.
The Three Scholars thought it wasn’t bad at all.
For such scholars, the tales of Cheonhailgwang were the finest side dish imaginable.
“Say, have you heard that story?”
Cheonhailgwang.
His recent exploits(?) had finally reached the ears of one of the Three Scholars.

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