Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 110

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Chapter 110

 

 

Morning. The Branch Leader came looking for Jung Myeong as he was preparing to go outside.

At the sudden question, Jung Myeong could only ask back.

 

“What news do you mean? There have been so many rumors I’ve heard lately.”

 

Indeed, rumors were overflowing.

News that Jung Myeong had defeated the Goshan Sect Leader.

The story of how he had sealed the Goshan Sect afterward.

In addition to this, there were also stories he had created himself.

 

“Well, that’s because there are many things the Physician has greatly created. Why do you keep sparring with Wave Blade every morning?”

“Doesn’t he have excellent motivation for improvement? I’m just matching that.”

“Is that really all?”

“That’s really all.”

 

For the past three days.

He had stayed at an inn near the Goshan Sect, and whenever he had time, he sparred with Wave Blade.

He didn’t even hide this.

He sparred quite openly for all to see.

It was a fight between Super Peak Level and Peak Level.

Since it wasn’t ordinary sparring, it was natural that people’s attention would gather.

This alone was enough to cause a stir.

But he didn’t stop there either.

 

“Then why do you also have martial duels with others besides Wave Blade? No, those aren’t even duels. If you look closely, they’re more like teaching.”

“Isn’t it interesting?”

“Interesting?”

“Yes. Isn’t it interesting that everyone enjoys the very act of practicing martial arts? That’s why I do it.”

“…Sigh. That interest is causing a commotion.”

 

The disciples of Hwahwa Gate excluding Wave Blade.

They also participated in martial duels.

Did this fire them up?

Even those who had already come under Jung Myeong continued to request martial duels.

The sparring that had first taken place at Jeongjin Medical Clinic was being recreated here near the Goshan Sect.

So the commotion was bound to grow.

 

“Haha. But isn’t it better than before? The rumors about Jangbo Map have completely disappeared from the vicinity.”

“Even so.”

“It’s fine. I’m going to keep doing this anyway.”

“Sigh. How could I stop the Physician?”

 

Meanwhile, if it hadn’t become known that the rumors about Jangbo Map were false, the rumors would have grown even bigger.

Still, there were quite a few achievements.

 

‘I gained a lot from the sparring.’

 

Jung Myeong himself had grown.

Not only that. Like how the Hao Gate Branch Leader treated him more warmly than before, his relationships with those around him had deepened. This was also an achievement if it could be called one.

 

‘I don’t necessarily need to calculate gains and losses from relationships, but it’s not bad to be connected to each other.’

 

And now there were rumors again in the midst of all this.

Since she wouldn’t come looking for him over just any matter, Jung Myeong couldn’t help but be curious.

 

“So what rumors are there this time?”

“The Eldest Son of the Goshan Sect. I heard that the one who was rumored to be a genius in this area came to the funeral.”

“Isn’t that natural since his father passed away?”

“The problem is what happened next. I heard he declared revenge and left.”

“Ho. So rumors spread about that.”

“That’s right.”

 

Revenge.

Whatever the circumstances, revenge for one’s father was a natural thing.

That was no different from a right held as a son.

 

“We could stop him even now if you want to stop him. We could find him too.”

“You don’t need to find him.”

“Are you serious? That person, despite how he looks, has excellent martial talent. He could become a source of trouble later, you know?”

“I know. It’ll be fine.”

 

At this, the Branch Leader looked at him with worry.

The reason was still unknown.

After sparring with Wave Blade, her attitude toward Jung Myeong had changed a little.

He could understand her worry.

 

“And you’ll still let him go?”

“I claim to be a physician before being a Martial Artist, but I don’t deny that I live by the sword. Such things will be commonplace in the future.”

“So you’ll just leave it be?”

“If I go around slaughtering people every time, what would be left?”

“Sigh… This case seems different though? It’s dangerous.”

“I don’t think it’s different.”

 

It’s not like Jung Myeong didn’t understand that worry.

When it came to enemies, he was someone who destroyed them more thoroughly than anyone.

For someone like him, not leaving sources of trouble behind was basic, but.

 

‘This time is different.’

 

He truly felt this time was different.

This was an Eldest Son who had been in secluded training for over three years.

He had no involvement in this affair with the Sect Leader.

And yet he should kill him?

 

‘That would rather be making an exception to my rules.’

 

That would rather deviate from his rules.

There was a line to be drawn in all matters.

He wasn’t so bloodthirsty as to kill even those unrelated to the affair.

 

‘I’ll pass on forcibly connecting family members just to kill them. Though that doesn’t mean I’ll spare them if they come seeking revenge.’

 

He acts according to his own principles.

This was another one of his personal lines.

Though the Branch Leader found it frustrating.

Jung Myeong’s repeated words were resolute.

 

“I’ll leave this matter alone. Let me say in advance, you mustn’t cause other troubles without my knowledge. Well, you’re not the type to do so without a request anyway.”

“Understood. We’ll do as you wish this time.”

 

The Branch Leader accepted with a sigh.

One might expect him to be swayed by her sighing beauty.

But Jung Myeong remained unmoved and simply packed his luggage again.

He was planning to leave this Gosan Sect soon and return to Hangzhou.

 

‘The medical clinic will have changed quite a bit when I return.’

 

He felt considerable anticipation at the thought of returning.

Before coming to Anhui, he had given quite detailed instructions to the people at the medical clinic. Very meticulously.

Thanks to that, he could almost hear various people’s wailing from here.

 

‘That’s good in itself.’

 

He would soon be able to go see the results.

It would be strange if he wasn’t excited.

However, sometimes it seemed like expectations existed just to be occasionally betrayed.

 

“Alright. Now I’m leaving…”

“Kyaaaaaahhhhh…!”

 

Just as he finished packing and was about to leave, a loud scream reached his ears.

Such a sudden scream.

Hadn’t it been quiet since the rumors died down?

 

‘What’s this about now?’

 

It wasn’t the kind of sound from a martial duel. It was half a wail, wasn’t it?

Jung Myeong went downstairs with curiosity.

 

 

* * *

 

 

“Kyaaah! Gack! Geooooh! Someone’s dying! Someone!”

 

The sound continued all the way down.

When he went out, quite a number of people had already gathered.

 

‘This is even stranger?’

 

With this many people around, no one was stopping it.

That was more peculiar than the screaming itself.

 

“You came?”

“What exactly is this commotion about?”

“As you can see.”

 

Right in front of the inn door, someone was openly being beaten.

However, his appearance was very shabby. Not shabby from being beaten, but shabby from before the beating.

 

‘Some beggar?’

 

A young beggar was being beaten by an old beggar.

This was already confusing, but the problem was the insignia tied beside them.

 

‘Seven knots and six knots?’

 

The young beggar had six knots.

The old beggar had seven knots.

It was obvious who used such insignia.

Jung Myeong was not unaware of this.

 

[Aren’t those beggars from the Beggar’s Sect?]

 

The Beggar’s Sect.

Official Successor Candidates had eight knots. Among them, those who were candidates received six knots.

Elders had seven knots.

Both had fairly high positions.

 

‘Though it’s strange to say beggars have high positions.’

 

Anyway, those knots were real.

There was no way anyone would walk around with fake knots on the streets of Anhui.

He quickly learned their identities with Namgung Yeon’s help.

 

[That’s right. The old man over there is Elder Oh, called the Strange Madman.]

[Hmm… Then the one beside him seems to be a Successor Candidate. Who is he?]

[A madman who asks to be called Geol Gae.]

 

Those who live by begging from others are called geol gae.

That means beggar.

But someone who specifically asks for that as a nickname!

 

[So they’re both mad?]

[Hmm. That’s right. Those two aren’t even master and disciple, but they stick together every day, so they’re called the Mad Beggar Duo.]

[Crazy…!]

 

These are no ordinary people.

Even in the Murim, which overflows with all sorts of eccentric individuals, such people are rare.

 

‘I don’t want to get involved with them for no reason?’

 

Should I call it physiological aversion?

Or is it because of my senses?

Jung Myeong felt an unusually strong aversion today. It wouldn’t be unreasonable to say his instincts were sounding an alarm.

 

“P-please spare me! Please spare…!”

 

Look at him screaming like that while looking at me.

 

‘That guy, no matter how I look at it, seems to be calling for me? This is really…’

 

Acting isn’t the problem.

At this level, it’s clearly intentional.

 

[What will you do?]

 

Like Namgung Yeon was asking.

Everyone must be aware of this.

Now, Jung Myeong’s choice on how to handle this was ultimately predetermined.

 

“Isn’t he a patient? I must treat him.”

“Keuuuuk…!”

 

He treats anyone, whoever they may be.

Regardless of his intuition.

That’s his principle and belief.

He won’t change his principles here.

 

“Look at him, isn’t he dying?”

“Kheup…”

 

However, when to act is his choice, isn’t it?

He raised his idle body and approached the two beggars.

 

‘They seem to be listening already though.’

 

Then he spoke as if telling them to listen more.

 

“But since he doesn’t seem like he’ll die just yet…”

“Kreuk…?”

“Let’s just watch for now.”

 

Let’s just watch until he croaks.

Geol Gae reacted first to this.

 

“What!?”

 

He looked at Jung Myeong with apparent surprise.

That action put the finishing touch on it!

The moment Geol Gae turned his head toward Jung Myeong.

Taking advantage of that gap, Strange Madman swung his club as if to show off and struck the back of his head.

Thwaaack!

 

“Keoooook…!”

 

Geol Gae, hit by the direct blow, collapsed with a loud sound.

 

“Excellent! I told you to drop that impatient personality! Hehehe.”

 

Strange Madman persistently gave advice to Geol Gae, who probably couldn’t even hear it.

How could Geol Gae, who was foaming at the mouth, hear this?

Though he must know this.

Thud. Thud thud.

Strange Madman pushed Geol Gae with his foot.

As if enjoying it, he pushed Geol Gae and deliberately threw him right in front of Jung Myeong, then showed his yellow teeth and asked.

 

“Would you treat him? He’s one of the precious Successor Candidates of the Beggar’s Sect, so we can’t let him die, can we?”

 

He’s a madman.

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