Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 193

“Little brother, can you take a look at my demonic skills too?”

“Is it okay to show me that?”

“Usually it wouldn’t be, but my nose is three feet long, what’s there to hide? Hahaha!”

It’s not something you’d do in your right mind.

However, Jin Cheonhee nodded quite seriously.

“Show me once. I don’t know if I can help, but I’ll try my best.”

“Hmm!”

After finishing the Taiji Fist, she now demonstrated the demonic cult martial arts she had learned from Yeo Ha-ryoon.

As she continued her demonstration for a while, she suddenly felt something strange.

‘Why? Why are my movements so smooth?’

Is it because her internal energy has increased?

That wasn’t it. The spirit herb’s energy had accumulated in her danjeon, but it would take considerable time to digest it.

Moreover, when internal energy increases all at once, the form usually becomes rougher.

Because the body hasn’t adapted yet.

Nevertheless, her movements became increasingly smooth.

Eventually.

“…”

Just continuing the movements made her feel good, and she gradually began to sink into a state of no-self.

Woo-woo-woong-

The black and white danjeon began to follow her movements.

The black dragon began to conceive a white dragon.

Jin Cheonhee watched this scene intently.

‘Is this taiji…?’

She had called herself sand.

She had self-deprecatingly said she was a dull-witted person who only knew how to repeat the same things.

But to Jin Cheonhee, it seemed strange.

Of course, it’s hard to say her martial arts are extraordinary for her age.

But why is she still alive, roaming so many places with the title of Three Seasons Tiger?

She had never once taken care of herself while searching for her sister.

‘Yet how does it make sense that she’s alive with her limbs intact?’ he thought.

“Ah…!”

A strange light gleamed in Jin Cheonhee’s eyes.

Just as everyone has talent, Three Seasons Tiger had talent too.

It’s just that the conditions seemed very difficult.

Jin Cheonhee muttered.

“Sister, why are your movements always one beat slower?”

A talent that could be called dull-witted. But Jin Cheonhee’s opinion was different.

“You used minimal force because you could foresee and dodge the opponent’s attacks, right?”

“…”

Three Seasons Tiger didn’t answer.

She was just gaining enlightenment to the next level in her state of no-self martial arts.

Jin Cheonhee muttered.

“For that to be possible, you’d need the courage to wait until the last moment and reflexes that explode in an instant…”

To wait for the opponent’s attack until the last moment and then dodge with just a sheet of paper’s thickness, that’s what was needed.

He had thus discovered Three Seasons Tiger’s talent.

Jin Cheonhee spoke to Three Seasons Tiger, who was in a state of no-self.

“Sister, from now on you should just eat and focus on training your lower body.”

Spirit medicine, appropriate martial arts, and the insight to understand them.

Lastly, the determination to see it through no matter what.

The four most important elements of martial arts had come together.

A way forward had been found.

“Sister, you should now choose a weapon other than a sword.”

Jin Cheonhee finished his diagnosis like that.

Every human has their own hell.

His friend chose to walk that hell path.

Whether burning flesh or dissolving bones, she wouldn’t stop. She said it was fine even knowing that what awaited at the end was certainly not paradise.

“…”

Yet Jin Cheonhee, with his innately positive disposition, still hadn’t given up.

He believed there must be an answer.

Just as humanity discovered fire and the wheel, he believed there must be something that could be changed with human reason even in this.

Therefore.

If it’s a hell path that must be walked anyway.

He felt he could at least make the shoes to walk that path.

That was the friendship the martial artist Jin Cheonhee sent to his friend.

***

The day before parting with Three Seasons Tiger.

They had many conversations. Putting aside talk about her sister for a moment, they exchanged trivial jokes and discussed rumors from the martial world.

As with most things, this too was ultimately like that.

Though it’s just a human’s cloth, sometimes each step taken creates a miracle.

As long as you walk, it’s fine whether you walk listening to music or chatting.

No one goes unworn.

Especially when times are tough, such small laughter is more effective than any medicine.

“Putuo Temple has finally lifted its isolation.”

When Putuo Temple was suffering from the plague, Jin Cheonhee was there too. He saved many people and briefly recommended isolation.

The isolation period Jin Cheonhee had suggested then was 1-2 years.

The reason he recommended isolation, even knowing it would be a big blow to the sect, was…

Because he knew that if the plague spread outside the island, many more would die.

The gentle smile of the abbot at that time was unforgettable.

The eyes of the sleeping Abbot were like the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara of Buddhism.

“They isolated themselves longer than initially proposed, right?”

“Mm. They probably wanted to make sure until the plague subsided completely. That’s what I think. And didn’t you help Putuo Temple from behind too?”

“I didn’t do anything. It’s because the head of the Putuo Merchant Guild did such a good job.”

The head of the Putuo Merchant Guild. Gong Banha.

The Gong-woon Escort Agency she first ran eventually failed. But as a blessing in disguise, the Putuo Merchant Guild she took over is now thriving greatly. It seems she learned from the failure of Gong-woon Escort Agency.

At first, it started because Putuo Escort Agency needed a trading company to help with delivery work.

Now the trading company is eyeing profits on the scale of a delivery company.

The money earned that way was used to help Putuo Temple in isolation.

The isolation lasted longer than initially expected.

Finally, Putuo Temple has lifted its isolation and returned to the world.

“The Namgoong Clan sent a duel challenge to Putuo Temple first.”

“A duel challenge?”

It’s a kind of challenge letter in modern terms, requesting a duel.

“I heard Putuo Temple seems to welcome it.”

“It seems they’ve gained enlightenment.”

“I see it that way too. But Namgoong Clan wasn’t idle while Putuo Temple was in isolation, so it’s hard to predict the result.”

“…”

No matter how deep the sea, an island doesn’t sink.

Putuo Temple, which honed its martial arts during the isolation period, seems ready to come out to the world again.

“The Sword Emperor will be decided, I guess.”

“The Sword Emperor will be decided, indeed.”

They both uttered the same words simultaneously.

The martial world was waiting for the birth of a new Sword Emperor.

The rankings of the top ten masters in the world were also due for a change.

***

After parting with Three Seasons Tiger, Jin Cheonhee immediately headed for the White Dragon Medical Pavilion.

On the day of his return to the White Dragon Medical Pavilion.

Zhuge Rin was already waiting at the entrance.

“You don’t seem to be injured.”

It was Master, looking at Jin Cheonhee with somewhat complex feelings.

To such a Master, Jin Cheonhee smiled softly and joked.

“What’s there to get injured? I’m healthy.”

As he tried to show off his biceps exaggeratedly, Zhuge Rin let out a small sigh.

“That’s good then. You said you were going to find spiritual medicines, did you have any success?”

Now that he’s confirmed his health, it seems he remembered the purpose.

“Yes.”

“Let’s talk inside.”

The master and disciple went inside like that.

Arriving at Zhuge Rin’s study, Jin Cheonhee confirmed there was no one around and then laid out the spiritual medicines he had obtained.

Zhuge Rin’s eyes widened in surprise.

“I didn’t disbelieve what you said before, but I didn’t expect you to bring them back so quickly. And to think that each one is even more amazing than what you ate last time…”

“…”

If he had set his mind to it, he could have brought back even more. But those were destined for future owners.

Especially…

‘Our Ha-ryoon needs to eat too.’

The spiritual medicines that Heavenly Demon Yeo Ha-ryoon would eat.

If by some butterfly effect or whatever he can’t eat them later, Jin Cheonhee would personally pick them up and feed them to him, but for now, he plans not to touch them.

“With the White Dragon Medical Pavilion’s current alchemy skills, we can reinforce their efficacy and make even better spiritual medicines.”

Since Zhuge Rin regained his health thanks to Jin Cheonhee, the White Dragon Medical Pavilion has been expanding even more.

Manpower, technology, equipment.

Add to that the research doctors Jin Cheonhee has nurtured, and their alchemy skills are becoming more sophisticated day by day.

“Won’t you take them, Master?”

“Hahaha, you’re wondering if I’ll transform body and bones, aren’t you? My Hee-ya.”

“Well, of course.”

Zhuge Rin looked at his disciple.

Though he had grown up, there was still a hint of youthfulness remaining.

Although the master-disciple relationship in the martial world is compared to that of parent and child, Jin Cheonhee’s heart in serving his master was always special.

That warmth in his heart made Zhuge Rin stroke his disciple’s head.

‘I never thought someone who would share such warmth would come into my life.’

The disciple entrusted his head to his master’s large hand while waiting for an answer.

Eventually, Zhuge Rin said,

“I realized while sparring with Elder Fist Emperor that my body probably won’t transform that way.”

“…”

“Breaking through walls with enlightenment and reaching the Profound Realm is the surest way to transform body and bones. I have one, maybe two at most, enlightenments left, so focusing on that would be more certain.”

“Is that so…?”

“Hahaha, don’t be disappointed, Hee-ya. Do you think this master can’t overcome it?”

“If it’s you, Master, you’ll definitely overcome it.”

“That’s right. I won’t go before you. Don’t feel awkward if I look too young then.”

Aren’t you already a world-class beauty with skin tighter than young people’s?

Isn’t it unconscionable to talk about rejuvenation here?

Jin Cheonhee pondered for 3 seconds and concluded.

‘My soul is in its forties too, so if I worry about such things, I’ll fall into self-contradiction. The answer is Confucianism.’

He slightly overreacted to the fact that he had “rejuvenated” (?) by returning to a child’s body.

Sometimes he feels embarrassed when it suddenly comes to mind, but Jin Cheonhee diligently buried the black history with a shovel of oblivion.

Jin Cheonhee calmly answered with the eyes of a madman.

“Master is Master. Even if you looked like a young child, you would still be my Master, unchanged.”

“Body and bone transformation usually changes one to the body most suitable for using martial arts, so probably… it won’t go that far. And… I just said it would happen someday, I don’t know how long it will take.”

Gulp-

Master took a sip of tea.

“After refining with the spiritual medicines, what will you do with the rest?”

“I’ll use some, and there are people I want to give the rest to, so I was thinking of sending it to those kids.”

“…I see.”

Zhuge Rin nodded without asking further.

He seemed to have a good guess about where Jin Cheonhee would give them.

“Investing in the future is always right.”

Was it my imagination that I felt he was praising his disciple but somehow not entirely satisfied?

‘He really dislikes Yeo Ha-ryoon.’

What master would welcome having the Heavenly Demon Star as a younger brother?

Still, it’s fortunate that he was pleased with Cheon-woo whom he met at Wudang.

If I had to express it, Cheon-woo is like a son who brought back a large rhinoceros beetle for his summer vacation insect collection homework.

‘My son! He caught something like that too. Oh my, how impressive.’

On the other hand, Yeo Ha-ryoon is like a long-antennaed stick insect teacher inside the insect collection box.

‘Let’s throw it away. Son, let’s throw it away right now!’

But Jin Cheonhee is inevitably embracing the Heavenly Demon Star’s stick insect teacher and calling him his younger brother.

It was the very embodiment of Zhuge Rin’s anguish.

The disciple he had raised so preciously would now even put that spiritual medicine in that stick insect teacher’s mouth.

“They say training in demonic cults is more severe than in renowned orthodox sects. Many people lose their lives trying to obtain demonic skills.”

“Ha-ryoon looked healthy.”

“Yes. He seems so. Bearing the Heavenly-Killing Star, he’ll probably survive tenaciously.”

Zhuge Rin clicked his tongue and sent the spiritual medicines his disciple had laid out to the Medicinal Herbs Hall.

For spiritual medicines of this level, it was best for the Medicinal Herbs Hall Master and Zhuge Rin to refine them personally.