Dokmaeuiseon - Chapter 153

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Chapter 153

 

Ju Tae-gong, who was standing in front, clearly saw it.

 

What had deflected the blade!

 

‘…Isn’t that an acupuncture needle?’

 

A thin, slender acupuncture needle had twisted the trajectory of the massive blade that Hyeol Am-jido was wielding.

 

To twist a blade’s trajectory with just a single needle!

 

How could such a thing be possible?

 

This meant that whoever threw the needle was a skilled martial artist several levels above Hyeol Am-jido.

 

“This damn…!”

 

How could Hyeol Am-jido not understand this meaning?

 

Having experienced it directly, he could only know it all too well.

 

‘This is a disaster.’

 

Hyeol Am-jido’s survival instincts were extraordinary.

 

With his hand still numb from the suddenly flying needle, he immediately made his judgment.

 

‘Seeing that they threw a hidden weapon at me, they’re an enemy. If such a skilled martial artist is trying to save Ju Tae-gong, my chances of winning aren’t even one percent!’

 

He had to flee.

 

As far as possible!

 

Only then could he survive.

 

Hyeol Am-jido made his judgment immediately in less than an instant.

 

Before Ju Tae-gong in front of him could even recover his treasured weapon again!

 

He immediately twisted his body, attempting to escape the battlefield.

 

“Kuk…”

 

However, it remained only an attempt.

 

Puuuuk. Puk.

 

Second and third needles that had flown over at some point pierced into his heart.

 

‘When…!’

 

To throw needles again so fast and accurately that he couldn’t even sense them.

 

‘These mere needles…!’

 

However, he thought it didn’t matter.

 

Though they had lodged near his heart, he thought he could endure by pushing them out with internal energy.

 

Hadn’t he survived from even greater injuries before?

 

‘I’ll circulate my energy to make the needles extract themselves. If I deploy lightness skill in the meantime, somehow…!’

 

Having surpassed the peak level, his regenerative abilities had long exceeded the ordinary.

 

Therefore, he trusted his body and tried to move again, but.

 

“Uh…?”

 

His body wouldn’t obey him anymore.

 

Far from his body moving, even his internal energy that had been gushing like an active volcano had gone quiet.

 

“Poison…?”

 

This was energy scattering and paralysis needles!

 

What good would it do to realize this now?

 

“Hehe. Too late.”

 

“P-please spare me…”

 

“Just die already.”

 

Kwajjjeuk-

 

Hyeol Am-jido could no longer resist.

 

Ju Tae-gong approached him and immediately smashed his head.

 

Puhwaaaaak-!

 

Ju Tae-gong didn’t even avoid the blood splattering in all directions and welcomed it.

 

In that state, he boosted his momentum and immediately shouted.

 

“If you came to rescue me, hurry over here! Poison Demon Physician!”

 

Please come quickly.

 

* * *

 

‘I should hurry over.’

 

Jung Myeong, who had first revealed his presence with needles.

 

He immediately responded to Ju Tae-gong’s call.

 

Roughly, revealing himself openly.

 

He quickly deployed lightness skill and approached Ju Tae-gong in a straight line.

 

He didn’t just run quietly.

 

Tuhwaaaaak-!

 

He scattered all the needles in his possession as if he would exhaust them completely.

 

Puuuk. Puk.

 

All those needles pierced into the enemies.

 

“Kuk…”

 

“Keoook.”

 

“Kek…!”

 

These were needles that could subdue even peak-level skilled martial artists in an instant.

 

How could mere foot soldiers endure such needles?

 

They were immediately poisoned as soon as the needles pierced them.

 

Energy scattering, acid, paralysis, nerve…

 

All kinds of poisons took effect as soon as they were embedded.

 

Flesh burns away.

 

Bodies stop moving.

 

Internal Energy disappears.

 

They collapse from the pain that burns their very nerves.

 

The tide of battle turned in an instant.

 

For the appearance of a single individual, it was far too dramatic a reversal.

 

Even after accomplishing all this.

 

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

 

Jung Myeong’s expression remained leisurely as he stood face to face with Ju Tae-gong.

 

“Hah… Acting as if you just came out for a stroll.”

 

“It wasn’t particularly difficult, you see?”

 

He couldn’t help but be leisurely.

 

His appearance, followed by the additional appearance of three more figures, had completely tilted the situation.

 

Thanks to this, Ju Tae-gong could also make jokes.

 

“Hehe… I nearly died from that ‘nothing special’ though?”

 

“But you’re still alive, aren’t you? That’s what matters.”

 

“Hmm… You’re still good with words.”

 

“Perhaps having a higher realm gives one more composure.”

 

“Your shamelessness has grown thicker too.”

 

“Haha. Please overlook that much. Now, let’s look at something more important first.”

 

“What’s important… Mmm…”

 

He seemed intent on making full use of that leisurely attitude.

 

Taking Ju Tae-gong’s pulse.

 

Swish-

 

He immediately regulated his energy.

 

‘He has Internal Injuries, but they’re not deep. If I treat him properly now, there shouldn’t be any aftereffects.’

 

As soon as Pulse Reading ended, he used the energy he sent to protect the injured acupoints. Simultaneously, he took out a Spirit Pill from his chest and handed it to him.

 

“This is…”

 

“Familiar, isn’t it? It’s one of the Spirit Pills.”

 

“You carry such things around so casually.”

 

“They’re easy to make, you see. Please take it.”

 

“More surprising than giving this is hearing that they’re easy to make…”

 

“Young Lady In-hye helps me, you see?”

 

“Hmph… Already putting her to work, I see. Anyway, I’ll gratefully take it.”

 

Crunch.

 

Supplementing acupoints, replenishing consumed Internal Energy with Spirit Pills.

 

Naturally promoting recovery.

 

These three steps alone were sufficient for emergency Treatment.

 

“This should be enough, so I’ll see you in about an hour.”

 

“…”

 

While Ju Tae-gong absorbed the Spirit Pill he had received.

 

Whoosh-!

 

Jung Myeong launched his body as before.

 

Ju Tae-gong could only watch this with a bitter smile.

 

‘A monster indeed. A monster!’

 

* * *

 

After quickly saving Ju Tae-gong and launching his body once more, Jung Myeong.

 

Jung Myeong moved befitting one who maintained an attitude of no mercy toward enemies.

 

‘I must move most efficiently.’

 

Whoosh-!

 

When flying and moving, he threw Hidden Weapons at those who were no different from Henchmen.

 

And when he closed distance with Skilled Martial Artists.

 

“Kugh…!”

 

He immediately thrust his Sword to stab the Skilled Martial Artist.

 

Even the enemies were appalled by his viciousness in thrusting his Sword without a moment’s hesitation.

 

No matter how much Evil Sect Martial Artists they were, once they became Skilled Martial Artists, they would move to maintain appropriate dignity.

 

Jung Myeong had no such concerns, moving solely for efficiency, which was visible to all.

 

‘This madman…’

 

‘I heard he was definitely from the Orthodox Martial World.’

 

He leads the battlefield not just brutally but cruelly.

 

Seeing this, the allies conversely only threw admiration.

 

“Hehe… Isn’t it wonderful? He already knows that allies are more important than dignity.”

 

“That’s just like the Physician.”

 

These people had already been influenced by Jung Myeong long ago, hadn’t they?

 

If they had the ability, they too would move like that rather than maintaining useless dignity.

 

Among the Martial Artists following Jung Myeong, even Cheong Yeon-geom, considered the most conservative.

 

‘That movement. I should learn it too.’

 

Even he was already influenced to this extent, so what more needs to be said?

 

‘Next. This is the last one.’

 

Jung Myeong only continued forward.

 

* * *

 

His appearance had tipped the scales.

 

All that remained was the cleanup.

 

Jung Myeong moved personally even for that.

 

‘If I take one step forward, one more person can live.’

 

Though momentum was on their side.

 

Among the surviving enemies, there were still Skilled Martial Artists.

 

The faster he dealt with them, the fewer casualties there would be.

 

Knowing this well, he moved.

 

Kuuuuung-!

 

And so, the moment he caught the last fleeing enemy.

 

“Uwaaaaaaaa!”

 

“We’re alive! We survived!”

 

All the survivors could finally smile.

 

For they had achieved victory by surviving.

 

* * *

 

All battles had concluded.

 

At times like this, Ju Tae-gong would usually move to handle post-battle affairs.

 

But this time he couldn’t do so.

 

“Please come Inside quickly! Quickly!”

 

He couldn’t resist his Son’s urgent pleas.

 

Thanks to that, Ju Tae-gong was forcibly dragged away from the battlefield.

 

‘When will he come.’

 

His whole body still seemed restless, unable to stay still.

 

He paced around Inside, constantly looking toward the Door.

 

After a while.

 

Jung Myeong entered, covered in blood from head to toe.

 

Whose blood could that be.

 

It wasn’t the enemy’s either.

 

He had already seen several times how Jung Myeong elegantly avoided the blood enemies spilled even in the midst of battle.

 

‘Good grief… he couldn’t hold back even then!’

 

Seeing him, Ju Tae-gong asked as if exasperated.

 

“You’re really still the same, aren’t you?”

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“I never expected you to perform Treatment even in that situation. If it were this old man, I’d be too anxious and would have come to see you first.”

 

“Doesn’t my will reach toward medicine ?”

 

“Hah! Playing with words now.”

 

His will reaches toward medicine , he said.

 

The owner of the blood was obvious.

 

A Patient.

 

That Jung Myeong couldn’t wait even a moment and had saved someone else in the meantime.

 

‘The Young Men who should have died today somehow survived.’

 

Though he didn’t know for sure, quite a few must have survived.

 

He would have somehow saved even those on the brink of death.

 

That he would move to save lives even in this situation was something he couldn’t have imagined.

 

Well, having such firm medical principles, that’s probably how he succeeded in reaching such strength at that age.

 

‘Should I have done the same in my youth.’

 

Ju Tae-gong felt mixed emotions of both exasperation and respect, leading Jung Myeong to one side.

 

“Sit down.”

 

“I’ll be intruding.”

 

“Intruding, what nonsense.”

 

Jjoreureuk-

 

Ju Tae-gong offered him cold Tea.

 

For some reason, his hands trembled unlike usual.

 

He was clearly very nervous.

 

Why on earth would he be nervous here.

 

‘What’s this?’

 

Before Jung Myeong could express his confusion, Ju Tae-gong spoke first.

 

“Did you personally execute Ju Ma-ji-sal?”

 

“Yes. It was only natural.”

 

“Do you know who he was?”

 

“Must I know? He was someone who hurled curses until the end, as if trying to plant evil thoughts.”

 

“Hehe. Curses? Really… true to himself until the end. But I understand why he did so.”

 

“Why is that?”

 

“Well, you see.”

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