Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 191

Elder Fist Emperor said,

“Since things have come to this, I’ll be running Wudang as the acting Sect Leader for a while. Well, it’s good timing. I can use this opportunity to reorganize the main sect.”

“Thank you, Martial Uncle.”

The elder spoke to the Sect Leader.

“Don’t thank me. They say training is best for mind demons. If you climb cliffs barehanded without internal energy, you won’t have the mind to think about anything else.”

“What? What do you mean…?”

“It means I’m going to roll both you and the elders around! I’d be ashamed to face my senior brothers and uncles if I ascended to immortality like this! I’ll roll you all until I’m sure this won’t happen again. Damn it!”

It was like a lion’s roar.

“But at my age… I can’t roll around with the young ones, can I?”

“What does that matter! I’ll roll you especially more, so prepare yourself.”

Jin Cheonhee saw it.

Behind Elder Fist Emperor, a passionate flame shouting ‘Sparta!’ was rising.

The old master decided not to leave it to the next generation anymore.

Instead of retiring to the back room, he decided to roll them one by one with his own hands.

“I’ve reflected too. Yes! It was wrong of me to stay in the back out of consideration for seniority. Isn’t that also a form of neglect! Trust comes from blood, sweat, and tears… Tsk tsk… Myeong Gil… You have a long way to go. A long way.”

Ignoring the pale-faced Sect Leader, Fist Emperor recalled his new mission.

“I’m not qualified to teach White Dragon either. I raised Wudang like an orchid too. That’s not how it should have been. Yes! The more beloved the child, the more they should be thrown off a cliff.”

‘That… modern people would see that as child abuse…’

As a true modern person, Jin Cheonhee couldn’t agree.

Elder Fist Emperor, having steeled his resolve, placed a wooden box and a book before Jin Cheonhee.

Thud.

“Take these.”

“May I open it?”

When Elder Fist Emperor nodded, he carefully opened the wooden box.

Click-

As soon as it opened, a pure fragrance filled the room.

‘Taiqing Sacred Pills… But there are two?’

It was surprising. Wasn’t there a blood incident just to obtain a single pill? He never imagined he’d receive two such spiritual pills.

Next was the book.

The book was titled ‘Taiqing Mountain Hand Technique’.

“But this is used in Wudang…”

As Jin Cheonhee spoke cautiously, Elder Fist Emperor shook his head.

“What would become of the main sect if it only received favors and didn’t repay them? Take them. You can eat the Taiqing Sacred Pills yourself, or give them both to your close ones. And I trust you won’t pass on the Taiqing Mountain Hand Technique to outsiders.”

Before Jin Cheonhee could say anything, Zhuge Rin spoke first.

“Thank you.”

He subtly pressured Jin Cheonhee in case he tried to decline again.

Since his master had already expressed gratitude, it would look odd if Jin Cheonhee refused.

‘No, I was planning to accept.’

While the Taiqing Mountain Hand Technique was unexpected since he had refused it once before, the Taiqing Sacred Pills were different.

For Jin Cheonhee himself, the efficiency had dropped a bit since he had already passed this level.

Still, he could aim for the three-star level by desperately consuming even that reduced spiritual medicine effect.

Or he could just feed them to people around him.

Just his medical brothers alone could do tremendous things if their internal energy became more powerful.

‘How are they all seeing me?’

Not only Elder Fist Emperor, but Zhuge Rin too was looking at Jin Cheonhee with an expression that said he must accept.

‘I’m pretty ruthless about taking what I need, so this feels a bit unfair.’

He answered with a sense of injustice.

“Thank you. I’ll use them well.”

As he pleaded like this, the two seniors smiled with lightened expressions.

Eventually, Zhuge Rin said,

“I’ll stay here for five days to treat patients and then return. If you have any errands to run, you can do so and then return to the White Dragon Medical Pavilion.”

“…?!”

Jin Cheonhee’s eyes widened at those words.

He didn’t expect Zhuge Rin to tell him first that he could go if he wanted.

‘I thought I’d be confined for a year or two like last time…’

Jin Cheonhee himself had enjoyed a somewhat pleasant research life, immersed in research in the lab.

Days when he had the crazy thought that he might have been a farmer in his past life while cultivating bacteria.

However, if asked whether it was common sense to confine a grown disciple at the three-star level with two spiritual beasts, it wasn’t quite that either.

“Thank you, Master.”

“…Be careful. Also, make sure to master the Taiqing Mountain Hand Technique.”

Jin Cheonhee bowed deeply and went outside.

Slide-

Zhuge Rin stared for a long time at the door Jin Cheonhee had closed and left through.

Seeing this, Elder Fist Emperor chuckled mischievously.

“Kukukuku, how is it? The path of a master isn’t easy, is it? You young one.”

It was a laugh he could make because he understood Zhuge Rin’s anguish.

But this time, even Zhuge Rin agreed.

“It would be easier to keep him in my embrace, but this is truly difficult.”

“It is difficult. Watching over.”

Zhuge Rin repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fist.

“It’s strange. I could see him again with just a few words, but I can’t do that and I’m already missing him.”

“That’s how it is to be a master in the end. That’s the position it is.”

***

A few days later, Jin Cheonhee finished everything and left Wudang Sect.

Cheon-woo came out to see him off.

Zhuge Rin said he was busy and deliberately avoided seeing him off.

It was clear that some change had occurred in Master’s mind after the sparring with Elder Fist Emperor, but Jin Cheonhee didn’t take the initiative to bring it up.

Because he knew his master’s heart.

‘With Master’s personality, this must have been a really big decision.’

His reason knew he was a grown supreme master disciple, but his heart must feel like sending a three-year-old son on an errand.

It’s exactly the same as a parent’s heart for their child.

Jin Cheonhee took out a wooden box and handed it to Cheon-woo.

“What’s this, Brother?”

“Open it after I leave. If you think of me as your brother, you must do this. Understood?”

Cheon-woo’s eyes widened slightly. Eventually, he nodded with a calm expression.

“Yes.”

At that sight, Jin Cheonhee finally smiled broadly.

“Good boy. My little brother.”

He ruffled Cheon-woo’s hair once and then turned around without lingering.

“See you next time.”

Without looking back once, Jin Cheonhee quickly descended the mountain.

As his brother disappeared, Cheon-woo finally opened the wooden box.

Click-

It was a pill that any Taoist who entered Wudang would covet, with a clear fragrance.

The Taiqing Sacred Pill.

Surprised, Cheon-woo shouted.

“Brother!???”

But Jin Cheonhee was no longer visible even to Cheon-woo’s eyes.

His brother, who had deliberately distanced himself, was now gone.

Cheon-woo, not knowing what to do with this unpayable kindness, became flustered and finally gripped the wooden box tightly.

“Why does Brother always…”

He couldn’t understand why he would use such a precious thing on someone like him.

Though Cheon-woo’s mind couldn’t comprehend it at all, his heart felt warm, and he couldn’t leave that spot for a long time, just stamping his feet.

He already missed his brother.

Arc 25: Dragon Phoenix Gathering

An unnamed forest.

Hwanggu runs.

Woof, woof woof!

At that moment, a tiger rushed at Hwanggu as if to pounce on it.

Growl!

Noe-jin’s blue lightning struck the tiger’s head.

“Wow, I heard this mountain had many tigers, but it’s really true. My goodness, no matter how hungry you are, how could you think of eating Hwanggu.”

Jin Cheonhee looked at the tiger that had died from one lightning strike and was slightly surprised.

“The fur is a bit singed, but it’s better than I thought. We can use both the skin and claws.”

Woof!

“Alright, alright. It’s there, right?”

Jin Cheonhee moved again at Hwanggu’s urging.

The place where Hwanggu stopped was a pit deeply filled with snow.

“By the way, this mountain is really high. This looks like permanent snow.”

Jin Cheonhee began to dig through the snow with his hands.

Using the Five Elements True Qi, he protected his hands with fire-generating qi and cut the snow into squares with metal-generating qi, piling them up like a human ice-maker.

After piling up these cubic ice… no, snow blocks, he stopped at a certain point.

“Ah, here it is.”

From there, he dug down carefully again.

What finally emerged in Jin Cheonhee’s hand was a spirit herb as transparent as ice.

“Ice Snow Cold Herb! Jackpot!”

It grows under permanent snow and reproduces by consuming the moisture from the permanent snow.

Because it dies when exposed to sunlight, neither the process of finding it nor harvesting it was easy.

Jin Cheonhee is holding such an Ice Snow Cold Herb brightly under the sun.

Strangely, the Ice Snow Cold Herb showed no signs of withering and remained vibrant.

This was because he was nourishing it by simultaneously injecting cold qi and wood qi.

Normally, this nourishing technique would be used medically on people, but Jin Cheonhee was using it to harvest spirit herbs.

He injected qi to preserve it, then put it back into the square-cut snow and pressed it down firmly.

Though it was troublesome to periodically inject cold qi, storing it this way ensured its medicinal properties wouldn’t diminish.

“With this, I’ve gathered all four spiritual medicines I initially set out to collect.”

The Black Tortoise Spiritual Beast and Heavenly Thunder Hawk, spiritual beasts occupied by the Blood Immortal Sect, had already fallen into Jin Cheonhee’s hands.

It’s been a long time since he collected all the spiritual medicines too.

Woof!

“You want me to eat it? But given its characteristics, it would be better to return to the White Dragon Medical Pavilion, refine it, and make it into a spiritual medicine before eating.”

After fighting the war with the Blood Immortal Sect, he could only think about becoming stronger.

Fortunately, only one high-ranking member, Lord Golden Heavens, was dispatched this time, but if even one more had come, his master would have been cleaning up his disciple’s corpse.

‘It’s a matter of survival.’

He wanted to live.

Only after encountering the blood incident and facing death did he realize he was just a modern person.

He couldn’t thrust a sword without fearing death like the martial world people.

To survive, he had to gather all the spiritual medicines.

Gone were the days of acting like a well-fed pig.

Jin Cheonhee decided to use this opportunity to desperately eat anything, efficiency be damned, to try and raise himself to the three-star level.

‘Plus, I’ve gathered an enormous amount of spiritual medicines.’

To summarize the spiritual medicines Jin Cheonhee has:

One Taiqing Sacred Pill, and four natural spiritual medicines comparable to it.

If even one of these leaked outside, it would cause a blood calamity.

Since his martial arts and internal energy had improved simultaneously with the great enlightenment at Wudang Mountain, he thought he could reach the three-star level if he consumed two of these and practiced for a few months.

That would leave three.

‘I didn’t expect three to be left over. I wonder if I could use them to help Master transform… That might be difficult since it depends on luck. Or maybe distributing them evenly among my siblings would be more efficient without gambling.’

He’s already given one to Cheon-woo, so giving two to Yeo Ha-ryoon and Sama Hyeon would make two.

Still, one would be left.

‘A happy dilemma.’

It was thanks to his hard work.

Beep-!

Noe-jin let out a long cry from above.

“Ah, they must be here.”

Jin Cheonhee stroked Hwanggu’s forehead.

“You smell a familiar scent, right? Guide me there.”

Saying this, he threw some jerky.

Plop-

Hwanggu caught the jerky in its mouth while doing a somersault in the air, then immediately ran off.