I Possessed a Cultivator Destined to Die at the Hands of the Protagonist - Chapter 32

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32.
Jin Seok-jun departed first with those who had agreed to cooperate with Hyeonganmun.
Before returning to Chingwoo Immortal Sect, we went to meet Hwang Dae-geun.
“Pardon? You’re leaving?”
“I’ve prepared sufficient medicine, so there should be no shortage for treating the patients who arrive afterward. If you’re still uncertain, simply follow the instructions written in this book.”
Eun Hui-gyeom handed over the remaining Vitality Pills and a book he had written himself to Hwang Dae-geun.
“Thank you so much. Thanks to you, my daughter’s condition has improved greatly. I don’t know how to repay such kindness….”
“Since circumstances prevent me from staying until the end, I entrust the remaining patients to your care.”
“Of course, of course! I swear by my name, Hwang Dae-geun, and by Nakryeon Inn itself!”
In other regions where the Tosin Foundation operated, petrification sickness might still emerge, but at least in Nakryeong City, there would be no further outbreaks.
After entrusting the remaining matters to Hwang Dae-geun, we returned to Chingwoo Immortal Sect.
“It feels like it’s been such a long time since we’ve been back….”
“It’s been three months, so it really has been a while.”
“Right? But Hui-gyeom.”
“Yes?”
“…Hehe, why do you suddenly have two heads? That’s strange—did you really grow this tall? Huh?”
“…Sister?”
“My head is spinning, spinning around….”
Thump.
“Sister?!”
“Yoo Yeon-seo!”
***
The air in Myeonggyeong Valley twisted in an eerie, unnatural manner.
Whoooosh.
Spiritual energy flowing across the ground erupted violently, severing the incantation that had been constricting the space in one breath.
With a sharp sound like shattering glass, the thick mist dispersed, revealing the devastated valley beneath.
At the center where the formation had been destroyed stood Baek Un-jin alone.
Around Baek Un-jin lay scattered fragments of shattered magical artifacts and torn talismans.
‘I missed them.’
Baek Un-jin clicked his tongue inwardly and gazed toward the distance.
He had arrived one step too late.
The mist that had been rippling around him transformed into clouds before slipping smoothly into Baek Un-jin’s sleeve.
“Hyeonganmun?”
As he looked into empty space, several monks wearing Hyeonganmun robes gradually revealed themselves.
“It has been a long time, Senior Baek.”
“Woo, is it? You’ve grown considerably.”
“Haha, you’re too kind.”
Woo Tae-san.
He was a disciple of Hyeonganmun who had reached the eleventh stage of Spiritual Resonance and had connections with Baek Un-jin from long ago.
As Woo Tae-san bowed respectfully with a fist salute, the other monks followed his lead and lowered their heads.
“We sensed an unusual spiritual presence and came in haste, but we never expected it to be you, Senior.”
“Never mind that.”
At Baek Un-jin’s gesture, a sealed talisman appeared in the empty air and fell into Woo Tae-san’s palm.
Woo Tae-san was startled upon seeing the talisman.
On one side of the talisman remained the imprint of a seal that Hyeonganmun had once used.
“I need an explanation regarding this talisman.”
“Ahem, that is a matter of internal Hyeonganmun affairs…”
“Silence.”
Woo Tae-san turned and quietly signaled the lower-ranked monk to stop.
With his head bowed, Woo Tae-san spoke calmly.
“It appears that those who were expelled from Hyeonganmun long ago have resurfaced under the name Paecheonmun. Currently, Hyeonganmun is investigating whether there are spies of Paecheonmun within our ranks.”
“So those who attempted to sever the Dragon Vein are Paecheonmun.”
“Yes, that is correct. This must be a Hyeongyeong Formation Seal meant to suppress the Dragon Vein.”
Few within Hyeonganmun knew the exact location of the Hyeongyeong Formation Seal.
Woo Tae-san only knew of its existence; seeing it with his own eyes was a first.
“But Senior, how did you come to be in this place?”
“I had something to verify regarding those you call Paecheonmun, but it seems I arrived one step too late.”
They had set up the formation, cleaned up everything, and fled.
Whether the information had leaked or if someone among them was particularly sharp, Baek Un-jin had no way of knowing.
“I see. We too have been tracking traces of Paecheonmun. If it is not too much trouble, might you lend us your assistance?”
Baek Un-jin was about to nod in agreement.
The blue silk tassel hanging from the end of his sword suddenly trembled with a reaction.
“Oh, Master. What is this thing next to my name plaque?”
“Name plaques are easy to lose if you carry them alone, so I attached this so you can wear it conveniently.”
“It looks similar to the one attached to your sword, Master.”
What he had attached to my name plaque was an ornament with a charm called a Yeonsim Yusu.
Yusu came in pairs that responded to the owner’s spiritual power.
They were designed so that if something happened to one, the other yusu would also react.
Baek Un-jin suddenly spun around and gazed toward something.
“Senior Brother?”
“I’m sorry, but it seems I won’t be able to help. An urgent matter has come up.”
“No, I understand.”
“Instead, I’ll leave this to Monk Woo.”
“Thank you. I’ll share any information once things are sorted out.”
The moment Woo Tae-san finished speaking, Baek Un-jin vanished in an instant.
***
“Huh? Sister! Wait, come to your senses! Ugh! Why is my body burning so hot!”
Eun Hui-gyeom, barely supporting the collapsed Yoo Yeon-seo, was startled.
Her body was seething as if it was a miracle she had endured this long.
Eun Hui-gyeom realized that Yoo Yeon-seo’s condition was grave.
“I need to call someone….”
“Monk Eun.”
Kang Jin-heon called out to Eun Hui-gyeom.
As Eun Hui-gyeom looked up, the figure of Baek Un-jin shimmered before him.
“Huh, Master?”
Eun Hui-gyeom was startled by the sudden appearance of Baek Un-jin, who was supposed to be away on a long mission.
“You’ve returned already?”
“Things got complicated, so it happened this way.”
Baek Un-jin’s gaze could not leave Yoo Yeon-seo, whom Eun Hui-gyeom was holding.
“Master, the Junior Sister’s condition appears to be poor.”
“So it seems.”
Yoo Yeon-seo’s condition looked bad to anyone’s eyes.
Baek Un-jin bent down and lifted Yoo Yeon-seo into his arms.
With his other hand, he placed his palm above her forehead.
Spiritual power tinged with azure light seeped from his fingertips and permeated into her body.
As if her body had become somewhat more comfortable, she closed her eyes gently.
“Is she better now?”
“It’s only a temporary measure. Leave the rest to me, so don’t worry.”
“Yes, understood.”
Baek Un-jin took Yoo Yeon-seo to Bikyun Pavilion.
After laying her on the bed in the room, he examined her condition carefully.
Though he had suppressed it with spiritual power, heat was rising in her body once more.
‘This is….’
To overcome my physical limitations in the fight against Gwak Jun, I had forcibly crammed spiritual energy into my body, pushing my physical capabilities to their absolute limit.
As a result, my flesh couldn’t fully contain the spiritual energy, causing it to run rampant and begin tearing through my meridians.
The fact that I’d endured until reaching this state was remarkable in itself.
‘I’ve lost control.’
The spiritual energy I’d crudely forced into my body was overwhelming.
If left unchecked, my dantian would collapse and my meridians would likely rupture entirely.
Baek Un-jin gently raised my upper body and cradled me against his chest.
Then he placed his hand near my mingmen acupoint, along my slender back.
“This will feel cold.”
My parched lips trembled slightly.
As Baek Un-jin drew upon his spiritual energy, the air in the room grew cool and settled.
When he activated the Nourishing Life technique, a blue aura shimmered from his fingertips, flowing through them and spreading into my body.
Over the rampaging spiritual energy, the cool essence of his power descended like a blanket.
As the blue light enveloped my entire body, white steam rose from my skin and the heat gradually began to subside.
The spiritual energy, which had been swollen as though ready to burst, slowly receded.
Yet my pained gasps continued unabated.
My true problem was that the spiritual energy I’d forcibly crammed into my body had exceeded the level of a fourth-stage cultivator.
It was like an overflowing river breaking through a dam that couldn’t contain it.
“Don’t resist the flow within your body.”
Whether I heard his voice or not, I nodded slightly while cold sweat dripped down my face.
Baek Un-jin’s spiritual energy untangled the knotted meridians within my body one by one.
Just when it seemed everything would safely settle…
“Cough! Hack!”
I clutched my heart and suddenly coughed up black blood.
The sudden turn of events startled even Baek Un-jin.
He quickly swept through my body with his senses.
“This is….”
The spiritual energy that should have been calming was instead beginning to flow backward.
Under normal circumstances, such a thing should never occur.
My condition deteriorated rapidly, my complexion turning deathly pale.
Seeing this, Baek Un-jin drew in a sharp breath.
A tearing sound.
Baek Un-jin bit his own finger hard, drawing blood.

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