I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 105

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Chapter 105
“Let us expand the Yige to awaken the physicians in other provinces and resolve the supply shortage.”
“Let us help the commoners who rarely see a physician, or who suffer from exorbitant medical fees when they do.”
As Seonwu quietly reached that conclusion, a commotion erupted outside the medical pavilion.
“Yaxian! Is Yaxian here?”
“Elder Yaxian! Are you there?”
“It seems to be a severe illness! Elder, please take a look yourself.”
Gal U-ryang recognized a few of those voices.
“Hmm? Such noble guests arriving so suddenly?”
They were important clients who paid hefty sums to the Yige even for minor ailments.
And they paid even more for critical illnesses.
‘But why are these well-off people, who rarely fall ill, suddenly coming like this?’
The wealthy usually cultivated a certain amount of Internal Energy for health preservation.
Though it could not compare to real Wulin martial artists who trained professionally, making them weak in Sword Techniques or Footwork, they still mastered a degree of health-preserving Inner Energy.
Spiritual Medicine was also hard to come by since the state prioritized arming the Military Command and the Wulin to block Demonic Monsters, but they still managed to obtain and consume lower-grade items somehow.
Gal U-ryang found it strange that several of these noble guests, who seldom grew sick, were flocking here all at once.
He first asked Seonwu and his party for their understanding.
“Important guests have arrived all together, so I must go see them.”
“Please go ahead. We are just touring anyway, so we will follow quietly.”
Curious, Seonwu stealthily followed along.
* * *
Six patients lay stretched out, and even a casual glance showed their condition was critical, with red rashes and swelling covering their entire bodies.
‘They are gasping for air and struggling to breathe. Has the rash broken out internally as well, narrowing their airways?’
Judging by their fine clothes and the servants trailing them, they all appeared to be wealthy figures with local influence, but their riches meant nothing in the face of sickness.
“Master Yaxian, please save my mother.”
“I beg of you as well. Please save my son.”
As the patients’ families wailed, Yaxian calmed them down.
“Let me examine them first. I will do my absolute best.”
“We place our trust in you.”
“And since I must concentrate, everyone else please step outside. I understand your anxiety, but such chaos is not good for the patients.”
The disciples and servants ushered all the families out.
With their lives hanging on Yaxian’s hands, no one resisted.
However, the three including Seonwu were in a somewhat awkward position.
“We won’t get in your way, so may we remain?”
Yaxian thought for a moment before nodding his head.
“Just do not go around blabbing my secret remedies.”
“Of course.”
Yaxian did not end his diagnosis merely by feeling the pulse.
He checked the patients’ eyes, examined their tongues, and pressed their chests.
Then, he went so far as to carefully channel his own Inner Energy to inspect their entire bodies.
Finally, he drew a few drops of blood from a patient and mixed it with several herbs to observe the reaction.
Even to Seonwu, the process looked remarkably systematic.
He sent a Sound Transmission to Lee Jun.
[Hey, it’s not like he’s taking a CT scan or running a centrifuge, but this is way beyond just feeling a pulse beat, right?]
[Yeah, I realized this after reincarnating, but while the medicine in this world might not be identical to modern medicine, it’s not stuck at the level of the Ming Dynasty era either. It’s much higher. For certain diseases, they might even diagnose better than modern medicine from our past lives.]
[True, scanning the inside of a body evenly with Qi might actually surpass a modern full-body CT scan.]
Seonwu watched with fascination.
‘Usually, when someone is called Yaxian or a divine physician, the trope is that they know everything at a single glance and rapidly shoot acupuncture needles with Qigong in an instant.’
In contrast, the Yaxian before his eyes was methodical.
He differed from the divine physicians Seonwu had seen in Wuxia novels, but he still felt like the real deal.
‘Well, his skills are already proven since he cures cancer and hair loss, and this method might actually be better for disciples to learn.’
Yaxian, who was contemplating after checking the reactions, even had someone bring him a book.
Seonwu blinked and asked.
“Do you need to consult a book?”
“Mm, it is such a rare case that I must reconfirm to ensure my memory does not fail me.”
That sight actually made Seonwu like him more.
Was he not being thoroughly meticulous?
‘He might not be a divine physician who remembers absolutely everything, but…’
He was an excellent doctor.
* * *
A short while later, Yaxian gathered only the representatives of each patient’s family.
“This is not a disease; it is poison.”
“What?”
“Poison?”
“How can that be?”
“It is bizarre for different families to ingest poison simultaneously like this… Did you perhaps gather to dine together?”
At Yaxian’s question, the families looked at one another before one person spoke up.
“Wang Dain held a banquet yesterday, so we did all gather there. But there was no dish that only these specific people ate… How could this happen?”
“Hmm, was there a mushroom dish among them?”
“There was. But many more people shared and ate it.”
“Bring Wang Dain and the chef from that place here. I believe I must explain to everyone together. In the meantime, I will take measures to keep the patients alive.”
Realizing the gravity of the situation, the families immediately left to fetch the man called Wang Dain.
After Gal U-ryang administered acupuncture and medicine, then regulated them again with Qigong, the patients seemed to breathe a bit more easily.
However, that did not make the rashes disappear.
Subsequently, an affluent-looking old man, presumed to be Wang Dain, arrived alongside the others.
“What do you mean the mushrooms served at my banquet were the problem, Yaxian?”
“Weren’t those mushrooms a mysterious, vibrant red color?”
“That is correct. They are highly precious things from the south. I was told they aid in longevity and health, so I bought them for a hefty sum—though not a thousand gold—and served them at the banquet.”
Gal U-ryang shook his head.
“If it is the Red Scale Living Rain Mushroom, it is indeed a renowned Spiritual Medicine that boosts Qi and aids health for those with the right constitution. However, it becomes a poison for about one in ten people whose constitutions do not match, which is exactly the case for these individuals.”
“Gasps!”
Wang Dain staggered back.
Their faces turning pale, the family members grabbed Wang Dain without mercy.
“Feeding our mother a poison you don’t even properly understand!”
“If my son dies, I won’t let this slide even if it means ruining your clan along with mine!”
Six households unleashed their fury on Wang Dain simultaneously, creating a tension so thick it felt like swords might be drawn on the spot.
Gal U-ryang hurriedly waved his hands.
“Stop! This is a medical pavilion. If you wish to fight, take it outside. If you cause a ruckus right now, how am I supposed to treat the patients!”
Though the families stopped, not daring to cause further commotion in front of Gal U-ryang, their glaring eyes remained terrifying.
On the other hand, the old man named Wang Dain trembled all over.
The Demon-Subduing Divine Dragon Sword whispered toward Seonwu.
[Those mushrooms are delicious.]
[People are about to die here.]
[That’s because they ate blindly without checking their constitution. With your Immunity to All Poisons, they’ll just taste delicious without any need to worry about constitution.]
[Mmm, I’m curious, but since six lives are on the line right now, I don’t think this is the time to talk about that.]
Still, since Yaxian discovered the cause, there must be a cure, right?
‘He called it a poison, but is it a reaction similar to an allergy?’
Like a peanut or shellfish allergy, was it a specific mushroom allergy?
In any case, as long as it could be successfully cured, things would settle down somehow.
“Elder Yaxian, you can cure it, right?”
“Since you know what kind of poison it is, there must be an antidote, correct?”
Yet, instead of offering a clear answer, Gal U-ryang wore a troubled expression.
“Mm, I have taken temporary measures, but to properly counteract this, the Nine-Leaved Purple Gold Herb is absolutely essential. We have the other ingredients in this pavilion, but we lack that one.”
“What is that!”
“Where can we find it?”
“How much do you need? Just name the price.”
Gal U-ryang crossed his arms.
“At this time of year, one would have to go toward Hunan Province… Sigh, if I do not go myself, it cannot be properly procured. It is an extremely delicate item, meaning the medicinal efficacy can only be extracted if it is harvested correctly right on-site. But to do that, I would have to leave the Yige vacant for quite some time…”
The families pleaded with him.
“Please save them.”
“Yaxian, hasn’t this market provided no small amount of support to the Yige over the years?”
Then, they all glared at Wang Dain in unison.
“You should say something too.”
“What are you going to do?”
Wang Dain looked at Yaxian and spoke with great difficulty.
“I will provide three thousand Silver Taels for the expenses… Can you somehow go and bring it back?”
‘Oh, three thousand Silver Taels is nearly ten billion won, isn’t it?’
While that might not be an exact conversion, it was certainly an immense amount of money.
Seonwu thought that Wang Dain was at least showing remorse.
Gal U-ryang nodded his head.
“Very well. That amount should suffice for the expenses required to operate the Yige while I am away.”
“We beg of you.”
The families finally calmed down a bit.
* * *
Enduring all sorts of curses and frigid stares, Wang Dain returned to his home.
People whispered and pointed at his back.
“Everyone is restraining themselves for now since there is still a chance the patients will survive…”
“If it turns out that Yaxian couldn’t find the herb and they ultimately pass away…”
“Then he will make enemies out of six clans, so even Wang Dain won’t be able to endure it.”
The six households who had been his guests were by no means pushovers.
“Though Wang Dain made a decent fortune in the textile trade, he doesn’t have deep ties with high-ranking officials in the Imperial Court, nor does he have the backing of a prestigious sect, so how could he hold out?”
“He did have some connection to the Huangbo Clan, though.”
“That Huangbo Clan is currently in deep trouble themselves.”
“True… since their Patriarch ended up like that.”
If this matter went wrong, Wang Dain’s family would face ruin.
And his fractured estate would be divided among others.
The survival of one household and the lives of six patients hung entirely on Yaxian’s journey.
The Beggars’ Sect summarized the situation and reported the information accordingly.
However, there was more to it.
Once Wang Dain returned home and settled in, the guard martial artist staying as his retainer met with him in private.
And before this guard, who was publicly just a retainer, Wang Dain actually bowed his head.
“I have accomplished what was commanded.”
“Good work.”
“Since Yaxian has decided to go out personally to find the herb, the strategy of Luring the Tiger from the Mountain devised by the Venerable has succeeded.”
“Yes, we drew him out. The Venerable will handle the conclusion now, so you just remain mournful and watch your conduct carefully.”
“Understood. However, even if things go as planned, I will no longer be able to stay here…”
He had poisoned the six individuals by feeding them the mushrooms exactly as the Venerable commanded.
The Venerable’s prediction that Yaxian would personally head toward Hunan Province to gather the necessary herb to detoxify it was entirely accurate.
Yet as a result, Yaxian would meet his death at the hands of the Venerable there and become a sacrifice.
The issue was that the six poisoned individuals would also die if that happened.
Wouldn’t the front organization he had painstakingly established end up being uprooted?
Of course, if those above judged that Yaxian’s death was worth it, abandoning his foundation and fleeing would be no issue.
Still, having lived comfortably while being addressed as Wang Dain, he felt a bit regretful.
“There is no need to worry. We will detoxify them ourselves instead of Yaxian.”
“Ah!”
“Then we will be able to control them from our Cult.”
“Precisely.”
Even if they could not completely grasp them in one turn, this was how it began.
‘This is truly a miraculous strategy that kills two birds with one stone.’
Eliminating Yaxian while creating an opportunity to infiltrate six clans.
‘No, it is even more than that. By using Yaxian as a sacrifice to open the Demon Gate, we can stir up Hunan Province and increase the chaos.’
Through that, they could instill an even greater fear of the Demonic Cult.
Was that all?
Those who commissioned Yaxian’s death to the Venerable would also fall into the Cult’s grasp because of it.
‘A truly flawless plan. Furthermore, since the Venerable stepped up personally, there is no way it can go wrong.’
The recent massive failures of the Cult’s two plans regarding the Zhuge Clan and the Huangbo Clan had become rumors throughout the entire Wulin.
In the Zhuge Clan, though he was not one of the Eight Great Demonic Venerables, Jinguo Manei, who received nearly equivalent respect, had departed into the embrace of the Demonic God.
Although the blow suffered at the Huangbo Clan was of a somewhat lower scale, Mashu Xuesheng, who was highly expected to succeed Jinguo Manei in the future, had died.
Because of this, the Manoe Faction within the Demonic Cult was currently heavily diminished.
What if they, the Mandok Faction, forged ahead during this gap?
The hierarchy regarding who ranked supreme among the Eight Demonic Venerables might be rewritten.
‘Since the Venerable’s calculations are this exquisite… this is something only we, the Mandok Faction, can achieve, which the Manoe Faction could never do.’
The herb essential for counteracting that specific poison grows only in the deep mountains of Hunan.
Furthermore, if harvested in advance, its medicinal efficacy does not last long, so there is no stored stock.
They were the only ones who knew precisely of a poison that could induce such an exquisite situation.
‘Since this is a wondrous scheme possible only for us in the entire world, we shall move ahead with this.’
On the day that detestable Heavenly Dragon and his children crumble, he too would rise to success as a contributing member.

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