Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 970

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Chapter 970
The moment the enemy thrust their spear forward.
Boom boom boom! Thud thud thud!
A deafening sound began to ring out.
“Ugh!”
The pain caused Cheong-yeon’s stance to collapse.
I hastily cranked my protective energy to maximum output.
And by blocking the sound entirely with my energy, I could hear nothing at all.
The problem was that I couldn’t sense the surroundings either!
However, the pain had stopped.
‘That madman Cheonhailgwang! But this way you won’t be able to—’
While continuing such thoughts.
An explosion erupted not from her back, but all around her.
The impact, not sound, crashed over her body. The force was enough to shake her protective energy.
Moreover, it was disrupting her movements.
“Ah, thanks. Much obliged!”
In that moment, the Sovereign Sword Form wreathed in lightning energy approached swiftly.
She barely managed to defend with her trembling body, but soon the blade severed her spear and pierced her shoulder.
Squelch!
“Damn! The blade is this sharp?”
Vice-Gaju Cheong-seon burst out from the side to attack, but the sound energy began to interfere again.
“Hehehehe, quite the qualified test, I’d say.”
An unfamiliar melody.
But I knew the rhythm.
This rhythm resembled the strange songs my younger brother occasionally played.
Since ancient times, martial arts and dance have been said to share a common thread.
A master of Namgung Un’s caliber could easily enjoy and match such intervals.
The coordinated assault of two people began.
Following the rhythm of the sound, Namgung Un instantly slashed Cheong-seon’s ribs.
Crackle crackle crack!
“Argh!”
Now both Cheong-seon and Cheong-yeon were wounded.
Black lightning seared through the wounds, bringing a searing pain.
“Minor Sect Leader, if you continue fighting, your life is in danger.”
At those words, Cheong-yeon clenched her teeth.
“I’m being overpowered by a Demonic Sect warrior whose name I don’t even know?!”
“…”
Perhaps because I had abandoned form.
Namgung Un was deceiving his enemies far more easily than expected.
“Behind that one is Ilgwang. You haven’t forgotten, have you?”
Crack—
Cheong-yeon ground his teeth irritably.
At that moment, Namgung Un drew his Thunder Dragon Sword across the ground.
Szzzzzzzzzt—
Black lightning traced a line upward along the sword’s path.
A sword barrier made of thunder.
Its meaning was twofold: first, that the opponent was a master who far surpassed Hwagyeong and had already perfected the Thunder Technique; second, it was quite simple.
The second meaning was straightforward.
The moment you cross this line, you die.
The Masked Person seemed to be smiling for some reason. Despite accumulating considerable wounds, he appeared to be enjoying himself.
‘There’s a hidden trump card.’
I hadn’t known someone of this caliber was in the sect.
But it wasn’t strange.
Yeo Ha-ryun didn’t merely recruit people from within the sect—he also brought in people from outside as his subordinates.
Wasn’t Ilkana, the strategist he kept, also an outsider?
Then it was possible he could attract warriors of realms I didn’t know about as his subordinates.
“Damn it.”
In the end, the Minor Sect Leader Cheong-yeon made his decision.
“We retreat from here.”
“A wise choice.”
The moment the decision was made, action followed swiftly.
As Cheong-yeon retreated, Cheong-seon, the deputy patriarch of the Myriad Killing Family, also fled as if providing cover.
Namgung Un stood straight until they disappeared into the distance, becoming mere specks….
“Phew, every bone in my body aches.”
He withdrew the sword barrier and collapsed heavily.
“Does my younger brother Jin fight like this every time? He won’t live to his natural lifespan. If it were me, I’d have died at least three times over.”
Yet the Jin’s Younger Brother before my eyes was very much alive.
Namgung Un walked to a safe place within the formation array and sat in lotus position.
He knew this was a dangerous moment, but the enlightenment he’d gained from fighting Cheong-yeon and Cheong-seon just now was something no amount of gold could buy.
‘Yes. This is why I follow in my younger brother Jin’s footsteps.’
Walking alongside Jin Cheon-hee opened the path to hardship.
One experienced something compressed beyond ordinary combat itself, and the danger to one’s life was naturally inevitable.
Yet without fail, at least one enlightenment always came.
‘My younger brother Jin probably doesn’t understand how important this is to a warrior.’
His nature was that of a doctor.
If one weighed enlightenment against life, he would naturally say life was far heavier.
Did my younger brother Jin understand that enlightenment was actually more important, despite giving political reasons for helping with such matters?
‘My younger brother Jin would pity such warriors.’
But in this world, there were things that could only be obtained by risking one’s life.
Namgung Un pondered this further and slowly sank into inner contemplation.
To achieve enlightenment in the midst of the battlefield—I knew it was madness, but if I let this moment slip away, there was no telling when the next opportunity would come.
Suddenly, Namgung Un felt a tingling sensation at the nape of his neck.
It wasn’t actual pain, but rather something akin to a sixth sense.
‘Ah, Jin’s younger brother. It seems he’s watching this way.’
Observing him consolidating his enlightenment, I surveyed my surroundings.
Soon, the tingling sensation disappeared.
Pft—
A smile played at the corners of Namgung Un’s lips.
‘It seems there are no enemies nearby.’
In that moment, Namgung Un felt his perception expand to a remarkable distance.
‘Ah, the next stage.’
Not Hyeongyeong.
Yet, everything I had learned thus far came flooding into my mind at once, and my consciousness spread and expanded like clouds.
Even with my eyes closed, I sensed my surroundings.
And finally.
I felt the consciousness that had become clouds now transform into lightning, extending outward.
At that moment.
Boom-boom-boom-boom—
Namgung Un felt it.
Explosions erupting one after another in the distance.
Yeo Ha-ryun.
I could sense him suppressing the Minor Sect Leader of the Demon Sect and the Deputy Gaju.
Simultaneously, Jin Cheon-hee’s consciousness concentrated there as well.
Waves of yin energy layered upon each other, aiding Yeo Ha-ryun.
Attacking the enemies.
‘Absurdly strong. Both Jin’s younger brother and Yeo’s younger brother.’
Having crossed one threshold of enlightenment only to see those two fools playing with even greater enlightenment, Namgung Un reflected.
This was inevitable.
Those who danced between death daily, while I lived comfortably within the Namgung Family.
Of course, even so, reaching the pinnacle of Hwagyeong itself was no ordinary talent.
Before I saw Father off, I had little drive for martial arts.
Those were days when I merely performed the minimum training required as a successor, passing time adequately.
To have come this far with only last-minute cramming.
There was indeed a sense of having gained something without effort.
But from here on, it would be different.
To keep pace with them, I too would have to cross the line of death alongside them.
‘Hmm, Grandfather was right. He said if Jin’s younger brother does something mad, stand beside him and do something mad together.’
Though time has passed and the people of the Namgung Family have forgotten it now….
That is the way of the Namgung Family.
A gracefully bloomed brain-dragon sword could never speak of emperors.
The true Imperial Sword blooms at the boundary between life and death.
And Ilgwang will surely show us a new path, he said.
‘…How terrifying. Our grandfather. No, Elder Tae-sang.’
Namgung Un contemplated that far and completely sealed away his enlightenment, opening his eyes that had been closed.
The energy perception that had spread widely now rushed back to his surroundings in an instant.
“Waaaaaaa!”
“대승이다! 대스으으으응—-! 이런 승리가 있다니!”
“Fire the celebratory cannons! Tonight we feast on meat!!”
The Demonic Sect Members’ assault had ended.
Namgung Un drew the Thunder Dragon Sword planted in the ground with mere intention and sheathed it.
Ching-
The eastern sky was brightening.
And Jin Cheon-hee’s sound technique attacks came to a complete halt.
‘My younger brother Jin is exhausted.’
Well, after unleashing sound techniques like that, an ordinary martial artist would have already drained their innate qi and coughed blood from the seven gates.
It’s fortunate that it only ended in exhaustion.
Namgung Un headed toward where Jin Cheon-hee was.
The long night had finally ended.
The sunlight rising over that mountain for a lifetime, this chaotic landscape….
These bizarre Demonic Sect Members who, drunk on victory, sought meat to eat instead of fresh blood or madness.
I will never forget this ridiculous battle for survival throughout my life.
Namgung Un thought thus and found Jin Cheon-hee.
* * *
Now that the lengthy battle had ended, what remained was cleanup.
First, the captured Heukrok had his Heavenly Demon True Qi stolen by Yeo Ha-ryun.
Uuuuung-
Heukrok too had captured many Minor Sect Leaders during this time, so a tremendous amount of Heavenly Demon True Qi poured out.
It was clear that Cheon Sal-seong was delighted beyond measure.
Yeo Ha-ryun received that Heavenly Demon True Qi while repeatedly sealing away the madness within him.
What helped him through that process was Jin Cheon-hee.
Ding-
A slow and restrained melody aided Yeo Ha-ryun’s intention.
Feeling the melody like twinkling stars, guided by that melody, Yeo Ha-ryun sat in lotus position for a long while, gradually subjugating Heukrok’s Heavenly Demon True Qi as his own.
‘This time, I’m fortunate to have my brother here.’
Absorbing the Heavenly Demon True Qi of a Minor Sect Leader of this caliber is not an easy task even for another Minor Sect Leader.
To use an analogy, it is like a snake swallowing a massive prey.
It stretches its jaw to the limit and forces the prey into its mouth, but if the prey remains alive and struggles, it could damage the stomach.
Sometimes during this process, one could be attacked by enemies and die from deviation into demonic cultivation.
Moreover, Yeo Ha-ryun has Cheon Sal-seong as an enemy behind his back.
The most crucial, and most dangerous moment.
‘For some reason, Cheon Sal-seong doesn’t resist against my brother’s melody.’
He said that while I lost consciousness, he had a ‘conversation’ with Cheon Sal-seong.
‘Did we share some deep story that I don’t know about?’
In that moment, a hint of jealousy reared its head.
‘How pathetic of me.’
Cheonwoo came into his life, then Sama Hyeon.
I know that my brother cannot be only my brother.
It made sense that his bonds would deepen—he was someone who bestowed grace upon countless people and saved their lives.
However, since meetings between myself and my brother were never easy, he wouldn’t understand how precious each fleeting moment was.
And the fact that my other brothers, being much closer than the Ten Thousand Mountains, saw him frequently—that subtly bothered me.
‘Sigh, it’s meaningless, this feeling…’
What good would it do to dwell on such things?
The path I walk is nothing but a blood path.
Shouldn’t I be grateful that I’m not a burden to my brother?
Yeo Ha-ryun took a deep breath after thinking that far.
Heukrok’s Heavenly Demon true qi was heavier and more solid than Dokun’s from last time.
‘If they both come from the same Heavenly Demon Divine Art, why are their characteristics so different?’
It was incomprehensible.
However, there had been times when people said that the Heavenly Demon Divine Art Yeo Ha-ryun used when fighting Heukrok was different from other Heavenly Demon Divine Arts.
So the Six Demon Clans analyzed Yeo Ha-ryun’s Heavenly Demon Divine Art and created a method to counter it.
Of course, it was all for naught.
At that time, Yeo Ha-ryun had said this to Heukrok.
-Pointless effort. The counter-method was made only to face yesterday’s me.
-Today’s me is stronger than yesterday’s me!
At those words, Heukrok and the Iron Blood Demon Family, along with their patriarch, looked at him with eyes that said ‘what nonsense is this?’ But it didn’t matter.
The truth lay in Yeo Ha-ryun’s grasp.
As they faced today’s ‘me,’ different from yesterday, they would come to understand.
And those bastards left him with these words.
-That something like ‘daily renewal, renewed again’ wasn’t just a metaphor but actually possible… Yeo Ha-ryun, what exactly are you?!
‘I don’t know either.’
I don’t even understand what it means to be a puppet of heaven.
I simply awaken day by day just to survive.
So…
I devour it.
쿠우우우우우웅—–!
My dantian devours Heukrok’s Heavenly Demon true qi.
Cheon Sal-seong pounces as if he’d been waiting, crushing and shattering his Heavenly Demon true qi, integrating it as his own.
Even in the midst of this raging frenzy.
Ding, dang, ding-
My brother’s melody wraps around his body.
Cheon Sal-seong startled slightly and smoothly circulated his energy through the eight extraordinary meridians.
‘This time, it won’t hurt as much.’
What a relief.
To receive the Heavenly Demon True Qi of Heukrok’s caliber without pain.
Forward, forward, ever forward!
When Yeo Ha-ryun opened his eyes, he stood at a dizzying height.
The world lay beneath his feet.
The enlightenment of the Floating Void Samadhi.
Hyeong was startled, setting down the golden brush as he gazed up at his younger brother.
Pure joy.
“You’ve always been there for the most important moments of my life.”
“That goes both ways. You’ve always been at my life’s turning points.”

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