Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 980

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Chapter 980
Once the water channel project had progressed to a certain extent, I headed straight for the coast.
The two priests arrived at a location I had previously identified on a map as being devoid of people.
“Just as I thought—there’s nothing here.”
“Yes. Looking around, it’s all abandoned homes.”
The traces of the Sueok’s massive plundering were evident everywhere.
The people who once lived here had either become pools of blood or been dragged away to be sold into slavery somewhere.
Even though this was a port adjacent to the sea, no village would be rebuilt here for a long time.
I gazed sadly at the surroundings for a moment, then looked up at the sky again.
“You always gaze at the sky whenever noon arrives.”
“Because it hasn’t rained, and it really hasn’t rained.”
At this rate, even if I completed the water channel maintenance, it would be useless.
Soon after, I withdrew my gaze and began laying down the formation arrays and incantations I had prepared in advance.
My Master sat in meditation, gathering his focus, and I could see the spiritual essence churning and compressing around him.
Once all preparations were complete, Jegalling activated the formation array from its center.
Five Elements Divine Art—Transcendent Divine Technique.
천지무궁—!!
Whoooooosh!
The moment Jegalling activated the Transcendent Divine Technique, everything around us began to tremble.
Heaven and Earth Boundless was, by nature, filling the world with the Five Elements.
The world began to paint itself in multiple colors according to my Master’s visualization.
The weeds reflected a jade-like verdant light, and the waves rippled with peach blossom hues.
The air was dyed golden, and the sky began to modulate the world in pale amethyst tones.
Like water lilies seen through Monet’s eyes.
The essence of all things in heaven and earth transformed and was reorganized according to Jegalling’s spiritual will.
For the sake of protecting one disciple, the world itself—
Its colors became slightly more gentle.
Once the spiritual essence perfectly dominated the surroundings, the colors returned to normal.
But it was different.
It appeared to be the same landscape as always, but this was undoubtedly Jegalling’s model garden.
“Well, this should suffice.”
Jegalling twisted a corner of nature with nothing but his spiritual essence.
The seawater within the formation array—that seawater began to boil of its own accord.
As if water were surging upward in reverse, water vapor of nearly liquid density soared endlessly into the sky.
Kuwaaaaang!
It was like the divine ascension of a legendary dragon.
‘How is this even possible through human power?’
My Master, who had created a miracle through the power of visualization alone, glanced at the flag with an ordinary expression.
As if calculating the wind.
At some point, a corner of the formation array opened, and the rain clouds began moving toward the northwest direction instead of the southeast!
“…Master, is this truly a power permitted to humans?”
“Do you understand why those who reach Hyeongyeong transcend and ascend?”
“You said you haven’t yet completed the Heart Void Severing Technique, Master.”
“That’s right. My intention has found its direction, but the Heart Void Severing Technique remains incomplete.”
“And the fact that inner power doesn’t deplete once you reach Hyeongyeong….”
“It becomes possible when you begin to unite with heaven and earth’s natural way. Using that principle, I can perform tricks like this. Though, most martial artists who reach Hyeongyeong tend to bore holes through mountains or seas instead.”
“Well, usually when unmanned beings reach a normal realm, they tend to drill holes in mountains or seas, you know.”
Jegalling created rain clouds for his disciple.
After all, the mental image was perfected to protect a single child, so there was no pride to wound.
Nothing to regret.
“Are you pleased?”
“Ah, yes yes! And I’m amazed.”
“Then that’s enough.”
Jegalling swept his large hand across his disciple’s head.
* * *
Rain began to fall across all directions of Zhejiang Province.
It wasn’t a heavy rain, but it was enough to quench one’s thirst immediately.
“Rain! It’s raining!”
“Oh my…. How long has it been….”
“Heaven hasn’t abandoned us.”
Many people gave thanks to the heavens for sending this timely rain.
“Look here! When people make an effort, heaven responds!”
“Heaven hasn’t forsaken Ilgwang!”
The workers also praised Ilgwang, each adding their own words.
Even the worker who had been saying that everything Ilgwang did was wasted effort opened his mouth in astonishment.
“Wait, the sky was clearly dry just moments ago—how did rain clouds suddenly gather?”
Had heaven truly sent down a miracle?
Whoooosh—
There was no water of life quite like this.
Yet few knew who had brought down this rain.
Everyone simply enjoyed the gentle drizzle that fell, and enjoyed it still.
* * *
“Every day at noon, you gaze at the sky without fail.”
“I’m cursing at the sky, asking it to take a hint. When a person shows this much sincerity, shouldn’t it come down on its own?”
“Haha, that’s true. It’s strange that the sky remains so clear without a single cloud.”
“Is it really so difficult to send down a handful of rain?”
Jin Cheon-hee and Jegalling continued the ritual in that place.
Later, Jin Cheon-hee merely maintained the formation, while Jegalling simply sustained his transcendent Heart Void within the formation.
‘Normally one would collapse after just a quarter hour, yet Master continues….’
They say inner power becomes infinite upon reaching Hyeongyeong, but even so, mental strength is a finite resource, isn’t it?
Even if the body remains unharmed, mental fatigue is inevitable.
Yet my Master continues the Transcendent Shimmoo without a hitch.
Then, a group of people appeared in the distance.
Jin Cheon-hee momentarily considered stopping them and redirecting them elsewhere, but upon seeing the Governor’s banner, he let them pass.
When the Governor arrived, the first thing he saw was a scattering of pebbles and jade stones covering the ground.
He felt the artificially twisted wind and hot air flowing unnaturally.
And watching the water vapor rising as if a dragon were ascending to heaven, he saw my Master sitting calmly within the formation, sipping tea.
‘A shaman… an immortal…’
Having heard the reports and come to investigate, an astonishing sight unfolded before his eyes.
Was it truly possible for a human to summon rain?
If rain could be brought down through shamanism or sorcery alone, droughts would have vanished from the Fire Empire long ago.
‘Heaven itself has always been an inescapable destiny that cannot be defied.’
Farmers prayed to heaven for abundant harvests, and officials revered it as the Will of Heaven.
Did not the Emperor establish the Astronomical Bureau to read the stars and divine the celestial signs?
Because humans could not defy heaven, they had lived their entire lives beseeching it, praying to it, and observing its will.
Yet what stood before him was a sight he could never have imagined in his lifetime.
‘I must never stand against such a person!’
The Governor arrived and released a deep sigh.
Most notably, when the Governor arrived, what was Jin Cheon-hee doing?
“Master, please eat.”
He was attending to his Master’s meal as he sat comfortably, maintaining the formation.
Jegalling simply opened his mouth and accepted the food his disciple offered.
He could not move while operating the formation.
So Jin Cheon-hee served the meal from beside him, and while playing the guqin, he kept his Master entertained with playful antics.
Watching this, the Governor reflected.
‘Extraordinary… yet Baek Rin-ui-seon, the core of such a tremendous formation, appears utterly at ease.’
Rather.
‘…he even appears to be enjoying himself.’
Thinking this far, the Governor shook his head vigorously.
‘That cannot be. Maintaining such a formation—not with multiple people, but with just a single master—should logically shred one’s mental strength like tofu, should it not? His apparent joy must be nothing but my own illusion caused by his Unmoved Heart.’
Yes. His apparent joy had to be an illusion.
“Ahem!”
When the Governor cleared his throat, Jin Cheon-hee finally stepped outside the formation.
The Governor offered a simple bow, and Jin Cheon-hee received it appropriately.
“I thought you might need something, so I came directly.”
Indeed, the Governor’s position was not won through playing cards.
One could see him struggling to move his tongue like a tongue in the mouth.
Especially after witnessing Jegalling sitting and creating rain clouds, his posture became even more reverent, though his disciple failed to notice even that much.
The disciple’s attention was entirely devoted to his Master.
“As it happens, I had something I wanted to ask of you. This is fortunate.”
“What… what is it you need, sir?”
He had originally spoken in formal speech.
But now he was fixed on respectful language.
Watching someone sit in place while commanding rain clouds—anyone would naturally become deferential.
Jin Cheon-hee continued.
“Besides the martial artists we hired before for the waterway construction, could you employ some other martial artists? The more, the better.”
He didn’t mention the cost.
That meant the employment fees should come from the governor’s budget.
But there was no reason to complain about it.
He knew that the Medical Guild had contributed quite substantially when hiring martial artists for the waterway project.
And in matters of authority, you do as you’re told.
“What is this for, if I may ask…?”
“My Master cannot remain here indefinitely, can he? So I’ll teach you how to operate that formation with others, and you can run it with those martial artists.”
The governor looked at Jin Cheon-hee with weary eyes.
‘Making something like a shaman’s miraculous technique work for ordinary martial artists? This madman…’
Meanwhile, Jegalling calmly sent a transmission to his disciple.
[Hope, I can stay a bit longer, so don’t worry too much.]
[No, Master. I cannot impose further burden on you. This disciple will do everything possible to help you escape this state as quickly as possible.]
Jin Cheon-hee added one more thing.
[Besides, we need others to arrive soon so we can get back to manual labor!]
[…?!]
At his disciple’s sincere transmission, Jegalling suddenly understood what kind of person this was.
A filial son who recommends manual labor—even to his master.
An unfilial son.
This unfilial wretch had tasted his Master’s passion for construction.
Hyeongyeong’s construction work.
Combined, it was a word that defied all sanity.
Yet this one had experienced the feat of accomplishing alone what a thousand martial artists would do.
And his Master was free labor, wasn’t he?
This madman obsessed with commoners’ lives was someone whom the laws of Gangho could not touch.
Meanwhile.
The governor sensed something amiss.
His worldly wisdom, honed to perfection, was sending warning signals.
‘Just now, Baek Rin-ui-seon’s expression changed subtly. Why?’
It was certain the two were communicating through transmission.
But until just now, Baek Rin-ui-seon had seemed happy…?
‘No, that could be my mistake too. Yes. Being in that formation all day, of course he’d be displeased! Trapped in such a formation for so long, he must be suffering! I must quickly gather martial artists to ease his burden! That’s my path to survival!’
The governor clenched his fists.
Every moment counted.
If he gathered martial artists to get Baek Rin-ui-seon out of that position even slightly faster, surely he would be pleased!
Upon hearing this, Jin Cheon-hee nodded in agreement.
“Yes, yes, I’ll do my best! The sooner the better!”
“….”
Why was that?
Baek Rin-ui-seon’s expression, as he scrutinized me—the Governor—grew increasingly frigid.
‘Ah, he means stop wasting time talking and bring them here quickly.’
Indeed, Baek Rin-ui-seon.
He wouldn’t forgive even the slightest laziness!
* * *
To operate the formation that Jegalling poured his energy into all day long at full capacity.
Several hundred martial artists with ten years’ worth of inner strength would be needed.
When these men struck their inner force into the formation through body-striking technique, the formation could be activated.
‘However, normally after one day, they’d be exhausted the entire next day. Those with slower inner strength accumulation would take even longer. So realistically, we’d need double or triple the manpower.’
“Let’s construct it so the type of vital energy doesn’t matter.”
“Hm…. Wouldn’t that significantly reduce the effectiveness? Master?”
“That’s why the role of the death gate is crucial. It concentrates the power into a single point. Even the faintest light, when gathered, can burn paper—let’s use that principle.”
The two of the Jegallim Family rapidly modified and improved the formation.
The greatest formation master of the age and the master who inherited the Jegallim Family’s formation legacy.
For some reason, a disciple who possessed a dangerous aptitude when it came to sorcery.
And finally, the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong pushed to its extreme limits assisted them as they worked.
When Master recited the essentials, the disciple recorded and imagined them with his eyes.
In the past, I would have written it all down on paper, but now that step was beginning to be omitted.
Soon, Jin Cheon-hee began rapidly modifying the formation.
The model garden Master had created, though incomplete, was perfectly suited for my use—with merely a handful of intent, I excavated earth and manipulated water currents.
“Wow, you’re truly amazing, Master!”
It was like a favorable wind filling the sails of a boat.
Without even rowing, rocks moved and earth softened simply by the touch of intent.
And that made sense.
This model garden was created to protect my disciple.
And that disciple was right here beside me.
After repeating the process of fixing and improving the formation all day long….
“Once they enter, the formation will automatically absorb their inner force.”
“…It looks somewhat like sorcery, doesn’t it.”
A formation that automatically sucked up inner force—if it weren’t the Jegallim Family, people would have cursed it as sorcery.
“…Let’s have the garrison manage it. Then no one will say anything.”
“Do as you see fit.”
“Understood.”
After finishing even those final touches, a group appeared in the distance.
The Zhejiang Province Governor!
And the entourage he was bringing with him!
The Zhejiang Province Governor gathered all the martial artists exactly as Jin Cheon-hee had instructed.
Truly, it was a speed worthy of admiration.
“Your Excellency! I have assembled over two thousand martial artists for you!”
“Ou! You gathered them so quickly!”
Jin Cheon-hee cried out with emotion.
At his expression, the Zhejiang Province Governor’s shoulders rose like mountains.
With this speed and these martial artists, wasn’t this truly a meritorious achievement?
He had no doubt that the two of them would surely write a fine memorial to the Emperor on his behalf.
However.
“….”
Why was it? The atmosphere around Jegalling was growing increasingly cold.
‘Ah, I see. He’s telling me to stop the chatter and bring the martial artists quickly.’
The Zhejiang Province Governor hurried forward to relieve Baek Rin-ui-seon of his burden as soon as possible.
“I have rushed here with my eyebrows flying in the wind, hoping to reduce even a moment of your hardship, sir!”
And the closer the governor approached, the more—
The qi within the formation grew colder and colder.
“….”
You are pleased, aren’t you?

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