Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 173

Jin Cheonhee sat calmly before the sect leader and elders.

‘One might expect to be nervous in front of such giants of the orthodox sects…’

In an atmosphere of pressure that would make most late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators weak at the knees, Jin Cheonhee spoke his piece calmly.

“Um… Before explaining the circumstances of the incident, I need to verify a few things about the local geography. Is there an elder here who has personally surveyed the area? Ah, there you are.”

However, something was odd.

Rather than explaining martial secrets, it was closer to a presentation verifying and proving a thesis.

‘How strange. The explanation is easy to understand, but somehow it’s making me sleepy…’

The sect leader found this peculiar young man’s peculiar way of explaining even more strange.

The young man even exuded a strange pressure.

For some reason, it felt like they should be taking notes on the young man’s words.

“To summarize, you’re saying you found it while searching for spiritual medicines?”

“Yes. Please refer to Jin Cheonhee Movement Map 3-1 that I provided earlier.”

Rustle-

The sound of paper turning echoed.

There was a map of Jin Cheonhee’s movements drawn by Yoo Ho.

Before coming here, Jin Cheonhee had plenty of time. And he didn’t waste that time.

At the time, Jin Cheonhee had thought:

‘Right. The deceased’s remains… and with the Dual Mind-Intention Technique involved, it could easily lead to bloodshed. To prevent that, not even a single question should remain.’

Fundamentally, for people of the martial world, swords come before words.

Before drawing swords and fighting over the remains, let’s resolve this through dialogue and communication.

Thus, the resulting handout was a lengthy report combining Jin Cheonhee’s woodblock printing and Yoo Ho’s drawings.

Indeed.

Young Master Jin had done his best.

And that “best” was… an unprecedented eccentricity in the martial world.

Jeong Gwang gritted his teeth.

‘I’ve heard the Zhuge Clan has many madmen, but I never expected this…!’

Unfamiliar with presentations, Jeong Gwang found it difficult to find flaws in Jin Cheonhee’s explanation.

Moreover, Jin Cheonhee would occasionally shout, “Any questions up to this point?” and after 3 seconds, “Don’t be shy… Well then, I’ll assume you all understood and move on to the next part,” flowing through everything like water.

Finally, Jin Cheonhee reached the part about discovering the remains and obtaining the Dual Mind-Intention Technique.

“The deceased’s body was cremated purely using the Five Elements True Qi of the Zhuge Clan. For the related last will, please turn to document 5-1.”

Rustle-

This was… strange.

Jeong Gwang realized that this wasn’t normal, and that something odd was happening.

The handout Jin Cheonhee distributed contained the full text and summary of the last will left by the late Former Elder Myeong Deok.

1. Cremate the body and deliver the remains to Wudang Sect
2. Transfer the rights of remaining possessions to the finder
3. It’s okay to learn the Dual Mind-Intention Technique, but it must be returned to Wudang

‘Crazy, crazy… What is this…’

Is it Confucian or not to summarize the deceased’s last will in three lines?

Suddenly, an elder sitting next to him started to cry.

“Myeong Deok… Uncle Myeong Deok… How much must you have wanted to return…”

“Sniff… Uncle… I really missed you.”

“Myeong Deok… You fool…”

Jin Cheonhee comforted the elders who were crying while hugging the handouts, giving them half a quarter-hour (about 7 minutes) to observe a moment of silence for the deceased.

Jin Cheonhee said:

“I’m very glad to be able to deliver the deceased’s last will to Wudang like this.”

Even the sect leader’s eyes were moist with tears.

“No. We didn’t expect Little White Dragon to have prepared so much for Wudang.”

“Not at all. This contains the deceased’s last wishes, doesn’t it? It’s a sensitive matter that could easily lead to bloodshed, so I did my best. Thank you for providing me with this opportunity to explain.”

“Little White Dragon…”

Jeong Gwang’s forehead twitched. This couldn’t go on.

If things ended so nicely, caught up in the atmosphere Little White Dragon had created, there would never be another chance.

“Stop!”

At Jeong Gwang’s shout, everyone’s eyes widened.

Even Jin Cheonhee seemed surprised, his eyes widening slightly before he composed his mouth.

It was a doctor’s expression.

“Please speak if you have any questions.”

“So you’re saying you’ve learned the Dual Mind-Intention Technique after all.”

Since Immortal Myeong Gil had already caught on, there was no need to hide it. Jin Cheonhee answered:

“That’s correct.”

At those words, another elder who had been moved by Young Master Jin said:

“But it was permitted in the deceased’s last will…”

“…That’s only the last will of Uncle Myeong Deok! It’s not the sect leader’s permission, is it? Is there really no problem with an outsider learning our sect’s divine technique?”

Jeong Gwang gathered his facial muscles and made his voice tremble slightly.

His expression was that of an elder thinking about Wudang’s future. Jeong Gwang’s political skills were no joke either.

At Jeong Gwang’s expression, the other elders felt a pang in their chests.

“I’m too worried. What if our sect’s divine technique spreads to the Zhuge Clan? Of course, I know Little White Dragon isn’t a bad person. But you never know what might happen. Is this really okay? I’m asking if it’s really okay.”

“…”

The sound of throat-clearing echoed.

Jin Cheonhee rolled his eyes slightly, grasping Jeong Gwang’s intentions. It wasn’t difficult to figure out.

‘Hmm. That old man wants to corner me. And he wants to do it in the martial world way.’

This was also within expectations. He had prepared a Plan B for this.

Just as Jin Cheonhee was about to step forward, the sect leader opened his mouth.

“So what are you suggesting? That we should destroy his danjeon? Against the Junior Pavilion Master of the White Dragon Medical Pavilion?”

The one most surprised by those words was Jeong Gwang.

He never expected the sect leader, who had always supported him, to question him so directly. Jeong Gwang said:

“Wudang has relied more on the Hwaju Medical Pavilion than the White Dragon Medical Pavilion. It means we owe a debt of gratitude to the Hwaju Medical Pavilion.”

Jin Cheonhee immediately understood the intention behind those words.

‘He’s saying he’d consider that option if necessary.’

It was extreme. But he also knew it wasn’t sincere.

The reason for bringing this up was to intimidate Jin Cheonhee.

‘It would be a scary situation for a typical late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator.’

This was Wudang Sect, not just anywhere.

To hear talk of possibly destroying one’s danjeon in such a meeting would make most late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators wet themselves.

However, though Jin Cheonhee wore the skin of a young man, his soul was old.

‘Elder, you know how to threaten, don’t you?’

But Jin Cheonhee deliberately didn’t step forward.

It was a matter to be decided after seeing how the sect leader would handle it.

“Do the other elders think the same? That because we’ve partially relied on the Hwaju Medical Pavilion, it’s okay to turn our backs on the White Dragon Medical Pavilion? That we’ll stand by and watch an act that tarnishes our sect’s honor?”

“Oh my.”

“…”

The other elders kept their mouths shut and alternately glanced at Jeong Gwang and the sect leader.

‘The current Wudang is indeed corrupt.’

Seeing this, the sect leader let out a hollow laugh.

“Haha, how has our sect come to this…”

“…”

At that moment, a thin, wrinkled hand blocked Jin Cheonhee.

“Tsk tsk, what fools.”

Without any presence, Immortal Myeong Gil was sitting there.

“Uncle!”

“Yes, you fool.”

At Senior Uncle Myeong Gil’s words, the sect leader felt a bit wronged.

‘You dump all the work on me and now you’re acting all noble?’

He looked at him with such eyes, but it had no effect on Senior Uncle Myeong Gil.

“What? I was testing to see if you could resolve it well. Did you think I left because I was lazy?”

He probably did leave because he was lazy.

Everyone gathered there – all the elders, the sect leader, and even the outsider Jin Cheonhee – was certain of it.

“It’s not a big deal. We just need to accept this kid as my disciple. Since he’s a Junior Pavilion Master of a medical pavilion, we can accept him as a lay disciple.”

‘What?!’

It was crazy talk. The elders all started murmuring with shocked expressions.

Jin Cheonhee also quickly said:

“That’s not quite right.”

“It’s not like having a joint disciple is unprecedented. It’s happened five times in Wudang’s history, hasn’t it?”

“…It’s four times, Uncle.”

“Right. Isn’t five times a lot! If White Dragon says anything, tell him to come see me. That young fellow owes me a debt from the past, so he can’t say anything.”

“Master owes you a debt?”

At Jin Cheonhee’s words, Immortal Myeong Gil said:

“Hmm, didn’t White Dragon tell you? I was the one who saved his life when he was young. And when he demanded blood debt from the Azure Dragon Sect to avenge the Zhuge Clan, I was the one who pressured the Martial Alliance to allow it.”

‘So that happened.’

Zhuge Rin rarely spoke about the past.

He would just say it was a thing of the past and end it there.

Even Jin Cheonhee didn’t ask further.

He thought there must be a reason why Zhuge Rin didn’t talk about it.

Also, he didn’t want to pry into things that Zhuge Rin didn’t want to talk about.

“If that’s the case… I understand, Uncle.”

The sect leader bowed deeply.

As the sect leader bowed, all the elders bowed to Immortal Myeong Gil together.

He wasn’t just their uncle, but also the Fist Emperor.

He was the one carrying on Wudang’s Fist.

Confucianism, prestige, and power.

With these three combined, no one dared to say no.

“…”

Only one person.

Only Jeong Gwang looked at Jin Cheonhee with anger in his eyes.

Seeing this, Immortal Myeong Gil sighed and said:

“Can you really call yourself a Taoist like that?”

“I…”

“Aish, enough! Just remember that the only reason I’m leaving you be is because of Senior Brother Myeong Sin. Anyway, we’re going to make him a joint disciple now, so don’t treat him poorly.”

Saying this, he dashed out again.

“…”

The sect leader let out a sigh.

Since Uncle had decided, the aftermath was once again the sect leader’s responsibility.

‘Why did Heaven make me sect leader to suffer like this? Someone like me who lacks the qualities of a sect leader…’

He briefly resented Heaven, resented his uncle, and resented himself.

But no matter how much he resented it, nothing changed.

“First of all, a lay disciple is a lay disciple. Since he’s become the only disciple of Wudang’s Fist Emperor, I’ll allow the Taiqing Sacred Pill.”

Everyone was surprised at the mention of the Taiqing Sacred Pill.

‘The Taiqing Sacred Pill!’

Even Jin Cheonhee looked at the sect leader with wide eyes.

The Taiqing Sacred Pill was Wudang Sect’s highest-grade spiritual medicine, one of the Seven Great Spiritual Pills of the martial world, on par with Shaolin’s Great Returning Pill.

‘…That’s incredibly potent, isn’t it?’

The Seven Great Spiritual Pills of the martial world are as follows:

Wudang Sect – Taiqing Sacred Pill^[1]

Shaolin Temple – Great Returning Pill^[2]

Hwaju Medical Pavilion – Harmonious Spiritual Pill^[3]

Dark Palace Medical Pavilion – Blood Spiritual Pill^[4]

Demonic Cult – Mad Rock Spirit Demon Pill^[5]

Ghostly Mountain Sect – Spirit Ghost Pill^[6]

White Dragon Medical Pavilion – White Dragon Divine Pill^[7]

Shaolin’s Great Returning Pill is famous for its efficacy.

Although the White Dragon Divine Pill is said to be expensive, unlike other spiritual pills, it doesn’t require anything other than money, nor does it prioritize internal energy improvement. However, it’s the only medicine in the martial world that can treat internal injuries and even incurable diseases.

Moreover, it doesn’t depend on one’s constitution and has almost no side effects, making it worthy of being one of the Seven Great Spiritual Pills.

“Is there any objection?”

None of the elders dared to open their mouths.