The Genius Doctor of the Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 9

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Huashan Sect’s Gifted Physician – Episode 9

Cheong In was a First Generation Disciple of the Huashan Sect and Senior Brother to Baek Hyeon.
He was also known as the most handsome man in Huashan—a reputation he carried without effort.
Word had it that every time he ventured into the Jianghu, he received countless confessions from young noblewomen.
Of course, he rejected every one of them without exception.
Cheong In’s interests had always lain not in romance, but solely in his sect and the sword.
“I hear your condition has improved considerably of late. I’m relieved.”
“It’s thanks to your concern, Senior Brother.”
“I’ve done nothing worthy of gratitude. If anything, I regret not being able to look after you more closely.”
As he spoke, Cheong In reached out and gently touched Baek Hyeon’s head.
Baek Hyeon watched a wistful expression settle across his face.
‘Cheong In and Cheong Jin were close to each other, weren’t they.’
If asked to name the martial brother closest to him, Cheong In would choose Cheong Jin without hesitation.
Perhaps it was because both of them shared such a keen interest in the sword.
For reasons Baek Hyeon couldn’t quite grasp, Cheong In was always at Cheong Jin’s side.
Even back when Hwa Seo Myeong was alive, Baek Hyeon had occasionally encountered them and exchanged greetings.
‘But I’ve heard that after Cheong Jin died, Cheong In fell into such deep sorrow that he did nothing but swing his sword at the sect.’
It showed in his condition now—he didn’t look well at all.
His body appeared gaunt, and dark shadows bruised the skin beneath his eyes.
He was clearly driving himself too hard, no question about it.
Yet he concealed it all beneath a warm tone of voice.
“Were you training here today?”
“Not training—I was in the middle of gathering Spirit Medicine.”
“Spirit Medicine?!”
Cheong In let out a sharp cry of surprise.
The Huashan Sect had no Spirit Medicine left.
So it was only natural that he’d be confused as to where Baek Hyeon had acquired any.
Baek Hyeon calmly explained everything that had happened up to now.
“I see. So that’s how it was…….”
After hearing the full account, Cheong In replied, his voice trembling slightly.
His eyes had taken on a gleam of admiration and astonishment—and the object of both was undoubtedly Baek Hyeon.
“To have created a Small Plum Blossom Pill… it’s truly remarkable. You’ve achieved something extraordinary.”
“No, Senior Brother. I could never have done this without Un Sang’s help and without Jang Mun In’s permission to use all the materials.”
“But those two believed in you. That belief was born from your own actions. So you have every right to be proud.”
Cheong In smiled gently and reached out to touch Baek Hyeon’s head once more, speaking in an even, composed voice.
“Truth be told, I was shocked when I first heard that you had inherited Hwa Seo Myeong’s medical arts.”
“It seems you didn’t care for Hwa Seo Myeong very much, Senior Brother?”
Baek Hyeon had heard things beforehand.
The First Generation Disciples who had been Cheong Jin’s martial brothers held no fondness for Hwa Seo Myeong, the one whose involvement had led to their brother’s death.
But Cheong In shook his head.
“That’s not it. I’ve met him personally on several occasions, and besides—what happened was the fault of those Blood Sect dogs, not of Hwa Seo Myeong, who was taken captive.”
……
“What I resent is myself—for not being able to go with Cheong Jin. He stopped us firmly from following him. I should have insisted, should have gone anyway, no matter what…….”
A deep regret haunted Cheong In’s expression as he spoke.
That moment remained embedded in his chest like a sharp, unhealing thorn.
Baek Hyeon turned to Cheong In and spoke with quiet conviction.
“No, Senior Brother. You were wrong.”
!
Cheong In’s face registered shock—he hadn’t expected Baek Hyeon to speak so firmly.
“Baek Hyeon?”
“Your decision back then was the right one. If you and the others had gone, you would all have died.”
“That’s……!”
“Your master must have believed it was better for everyone to survive. If you’d all perished, the Huashan Sect would have been destroyed completely, with no chance of revival. Through you, your master left behind seeds for the sect’s future.”
!
Cheong In’s expression shifted to one of profound astonishment at Baek Hyeon’s firm words.
He hadn’t expected him to speak in such terms.
Especially not Baek Hyeon—who wasn’t even Cheong Jin’s direct disciple.
“I… I thought you might harbor resentment toward us. If we had gone with him, perhaps Cheong Jin wouldn’t have had to die…….”
“Why would you do something so foolish? What’s done is done—regret won’t change it. And like I said, it was the right call for the senior brothers to stay here.”
“Hnn….”
Something caught in Cheong In’s chest at Baek Hyeon’s words, and tears spilled down his face.
Baek Hyeon quietly took his hand, feeling for his pulse at the same time.
“Your meridians are strong enough, but you’ve damaged your liver and kidneys from overwork. You’ve been pushing yourself far too hard.”
“I, I….”
“It’s all right to rest a little, senior brother. I stake my name on this—Master holds no resentment toward you whatsoever.”
As he spoke, Baek Hyeon inserted needles into the Bright Eyes point and the Temple point on either side of Cheong In’s head.
“Ugh!”
The process stung a little, drawing a soft groan from Cheong In.
But in the next moment, his eyes flew wide open in surprise.
“My head…it’s clear. How did you do that?”
“The Bright Eyes point clears cloudiness from the vision and sharpens the mind. The Temple point relieves headaches and eye fatigue. You seemed so exhausted I thought I’d administer some immediate care.”
“Thank you.”
Cheong In looked at Baek Hyeon with a trembling voice.
Baek Hyeon let out a light sigh and spoke.
“Cultivation is good, but don’t drive yourself to such extremes out of guilt. That will only harm you and return as suffering to yourself. I’ll go inside now—please rest well.”
“Yes, go carefully.”
“I will.”
With that, Baek Hyeon strode off toward the Medical Pavilion.
Behind him, Cheong In’s complicated gaze lingered.
Telling him not to carry guilt wouldn’t make it vanish all at once.
‘Time will help, though.’
That was what Cheong Jin—if he were here—would surely hope for.
Baek Hyeon sighed lightly at the thought.

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The next day.
Baek Hyeon finished preparing medicine for his martial brothers and began his daily practice of Qiankun Renewal.
By now his body was essentially back to normal.
It was only natural—the Small Plum Blossom Pill had worked in concert with Qiankun Renewal to mend him.
“Baek Hyeon, you’re looking especially well today.”
Un Sang noticed how good his condition seemed and couldn’t help remarking on it.
Baek Hyeon smiled brightly and explained his state.
“Since taking the Small Plum Blossom Pill, the inflammation in my lungs has almost completely cleared.”
“Is that truly so?”
“Yes. I think I’ve recovered my health now.”
“Ha, haha! That’s wonderful news indeed. The Primordial Celestial Worthy has blessed you.”
Un Sang laughed heartily as though it were his own good fortune, and clapped Baek Hyeon on the back.
“Then Baek Hyeon, wouldn’t you like to begin joining us for morning practice?”
“Morning practice?”
“Yes. You’ll be learning martial arts in any case. You’ve been unable to participate until now, but if you join the training from here on, you’ll be able to keep pace with your martial brothers.”
“Hmm.”
Baek Hyeon considered it for a moment.
But he soon answered readily.
“Very well. I’ll attend.”
It seemed like a good proposal to Baek Hyeon.
‘Even if I have martial skills from my past life, I want to learn Huashan’s swordplay too.’
For that, attending the morning sword practice would be best. There he could learn the fundamentals thoroughly.
“Good. Train well then.”
Un Sang said it cheerfully and began preparing today’s medicines.
Baek Hyeon bowed to him and headed for the Training Ground.
“Senior Sister!”
The first to spot him was Yu Cheong A. She embraced him once before pulling back with a startled expression. “What’s this? Have you brought something for us?”
“No. I’ve come to join the training from today onward.”
“Is that so?”
Baek Jin, standing beside Yu Cheong A, asked with a serious expression.
Baek Hyeon nodded.

Baek Jin broke into a bright smile.
“Your condition must be improving. I’m relieved—truly relieved.”
“I judged that I’m well enough to participate in training. And I received proper permission from Un Sang.”
“Still, don’t push yourself too hard. And since this is your first time, I’ll teach you the fundamentals of swordplay properly myself.”
Baek Jin said this and turned to the side, calling out.
“Lee Cheong Un!”
“What is it? My ears work fine, you know.”
“Take the disciples and have them review what they learned yesterday. You’re the one in charge, so do it right.”
“Ugh, what a pain…….”
Tssk.
Lee Cheong Un made a displeased face, but when Baek Jin glared at him, he lowered his head. Once that was settled, Baek Jin led Baek Hyeon to a corner of the Training Ground.
“Now then, what should we start with? My martial brothers are currently practicing the Little Clarity Sword. But it would be difficult for you, who’ve only just begun your study of swordplay, to follow along.”
Baek Jin said this and handed Baek Hyeon a wooden sword.
“So first, let’s begin with the Liuhe Sword—the foundation of everything. Does that sound all right?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Then let me explain.”
Baek Jin took a stance and demonstrated as he spoke.
“The Liuhe Sword means, quite literally, a sword that handles the union of the Six Directions—it’s a fundamental sword technique that defends and attacks every direction without gap or opening.”
“I’ve heard it’s an essential sword form you must learn before studying the Plum Blossom Sword.”
“That’s right. The Liuhe Sword technique is, in itself, the foundation of all sword techniques. Not just the Plum Blossom Sword, but before learning any of Huashan’s sword forms, you must master this one first. Baek Hyeon, I hope you’ll learn this well and build a solid foundation in the basics.”
Baek Jin spoke and then demonstrated the Liuhe Sword technique.
Whoosh! Whish!
Each time the blade cut through the air, wind split the void. The movements he unfolded were remarkably flawless—you could see why he was the leader of the First Generation Disciples.
‘He truly has talent.’
Not quite on the level of Cheong Jin, whose talent was in a class of its own, but Baek Jin was certainly no stranger to being called a genius.
Whether the man sensed Baek Hyeon’s thoughts or not, Baek Jin finished demonstrating a series of forms and spoke gently.
“Would you like to try?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t rush. It will probably take several days just to learn the form.”
Baek Hyeon listened to his words and gripped the wooden sword calmly.
It was perfectly weighted and sized—neither too heavy nor too light.
He swung it in accordance with the Way of Six Directions.
He applied strength where strength was needed.
He flowed smoothly where flowing was needed.
Though it had been long since he wielded a sword, it felt as if his hands remembered ten years of practice. Baek Hyeon realized this was the natural talent that the original Baek Hyeon had possessed.
‘No wonder he was Cheong Jin’s disciple. My body responds just as I will it.’
His health had been poor, but his sword talent was exceptional. Judging from how smoothly he could execute the movements of a master at his peak, it seemed the original Baek Hyeon had been no ordinary swordsman.
Baek Hyeon finished with that thought, completing the final form of the Liuhe Sword.
Whoosh!
With a final powerful cut to the front, Baek Hyeon sheathed his sword. Though his body had recovered, his stamina had not yet returned, and sweat poured down like rain.
“Phew.”
Baek Hyeon turned his head to ask how he had done.
But Baek Jin’s reaction was strange.
His jaw hung open.
“……Senior?”
“How… how did you…….”
He murmured as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
Baek Jin strode forward, grabbed Baek Hyeon’s hand, and cried out.
“Did you grasp the profound mysteries of the Liuhe Sword from just watching once?!”
At his shout, the other martial brothers looked over to see what was happening.
……It seemed Baek Jin was treating him as a genius.

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