The Regressed Young Master’s Guide to Living on Easy Mode

Chapter 70 : The Invitation of the Namgung Family (2)

"So, how long has it been?"

"Three months. You've been lying there without eating anything all this time."

I had never imagined that so much time had passed.

"For that, my body feels refreshed."

"If you knew how much money and effort went into saving you, you wouldn't be able to say that so easily now."

I also want to ask back. If I were to be asked if my stomach could be cut open as soon as I woke up from fainting, would I be able to trust this old man in front of me or not? A hundred out of a hundred would believe that the old man was a swindler or a quack.

Well, since the Divine Monk had personally called him Yak-seon, he was probably not a quack in terms of skill. However, it seemed that he had a mental problem.

Now that I looked around, I could smell a familiar scent of fire. This was the Shaolin Temple.

"Am I all better now?"

"You could say that."

I bowed to the quack... no, to Yak-seon.

"Thank you for everything. Then, goodbye."

"Can't I just cut open your stomach once?"

"Phew... not the stomach, but other things are fine."

Still, he was a person who had taken care of me for three months. I said it with the intention of repaying his kindness. Above all, I knew very well how to deal with this type of person.

"I can't help it. I'll concede a hundred times. Whenever you get hurt, you must come to me."

"What if you cut open my stomach when I'm unconscious?"

"That can't be helped. It's an accident. It can happen anytime, anywhere."

As expected. Yak-seon was not a divine immortal, but just a quack.

After that, I was able to be released from Yak-seon after agreeing to have my blood drawn.

And when I came out, the Divine Monk, who had stepped aside for my conversation with Yak-seon, was waiting.

I hadn't known that I had been lying there for three months, so I had just passed by the Divine Monk when I saw him earlier, but originally, he should have been a person who was not in this world by now.

But the fact that he was alive in front of me now was proof that the past had changed.

Perhaps the biggest reason for this change was the Gansu Province battle.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was originally going to ask about this, but I was momentarily distracted by the sudden talk of cutting open my stomach. So it was a little late to ask, but there was something I had to confirm.

"Sword Emperor. I'm sorry to say this as soon as you've recovered, but there's an urgent matter."

"Wait a minute. Can I ask you something first?"

"Of course. What is it?"

"Is the Rakshasa Divine... no, is the Heavenly Lord alive?"

The Divine Monk answered as if it were natural.

"Of course. She has been visiting here every day to infuse you with her qi."

"She infused me with her qi?"

"Yes. Someone had to restore your qi while you were lying there for three months. Of course, it wouldn't have mattered if I had done that role, but she refused."

"So she's alive."

I confirmed what I needed to confirm.

My plan had succeeded.

If my prediction is correct, they will now start to move in earnest. I had also confirmed it in Gansu early on. Perhaps the stage was somewhat predictable.

"What's the urgent matter?"

The Divine Monk answered.

"With the Gansu Province battle, the existence of a third force has been revealed to the world. The Demonic Cult is also focusing on this matter as the most important. A large-scale search operation is taking place. Ah! For reference, the fact that you impersonated the sheep mask has been kept a secret. No one knows except for me, the Little Divine Monk, the Phoenix King, and the Heavenly Lord."

"Thank you."

That's a relief. If there had been more people, I might have had to kill them myself.

For now, I had achieved the most important thing. I had made the world aware of the third force.

It could be said that my plan was half successful.

On the other hand, it could be said that it was half a failure.

Because what I had wanted was to bring the third force completely to the surface.

It seemed that the failure of the Gansu Province battle was not enough to get their attention.

"And our Orthodox Faction has also decided to follow this trend. The establishment of the Martial Alliance will be announced on a large scale soon."

Finally, the words I had been waiting for from the Divine Monk came out.

"The Soaring Heaven Sword King of the Namgung family has secretly contacted me to support him as the alliance lord. I plan to visit the Namgung family soon to meet him. It's a great relief that you woke up before that."

The Divine Monk meets his death at the Namgung family.

The cause is unknown, but with that as a trigger, the Orthodox Faction unites among themselves.

Under the great cause that the Divine Monk was killed by the Demonic Cult.

And so, the rift between the Orthodox Faction and the Demonic Cult deepens.

The death of the Divine Monk was, without a doubt, their intention.

I intended to make up for the half I had failed to achieve in Gansu here.

What if I fail this time too?

I'll probably be overjoyed. However, after experiencing the Gansu Province battle, I felt that it was impossible for me to face them alone anymore.

Although I had somehow survived this time by luck, to be honest, it wouldn't have been strange if I had died.

I also needed a force.

'A place that is not related to any other place, and is only for me.'

A single person came to mind immediately.

"I see. Was that what you had to say to me?"

"That's also there, but there's something I want to confirm personally."

"I owe you a debt. If it's not a difficult request, I should grant it."

The Divine Monk said.

"Can you have a duel with me?"

It was an unexpected request.

* * *

Yak-seon Dang-ho wandered the world and lived apart from the world. To be precise, it was correct to say that he lived apart from the martial world.

The Orthodox Faction, the Demonic Cult, and so on, were stories that had nothing to do with him.

He lived only for the art of medicine.

Therefore, although he had the surname Dang, he had also cut ties with his family.

And in front of him, the Divine Monk had suddenly appeared.

A person whom any martial artist of the Orthodox Faction would respect.

Although Yak-seon was also not someone to be looked down on in terms of seniority, in front of the Divine Monk, Yak-seon had to bow his head.

And the Divine Monk was a person who was worthy of respect as a human being, apart from being a martial artist. However, Yak-seon disliked martial artists.

So he had tried to refuse the Divine Monk's proposal.

-I will let you look into the Heavenly Martial Body!

The Divine Monk had thrown an offer that could not be refused.

-So please grant me one favor. There is a being who must be saved! Please save him! This is for the peace of the martial world!

The peace that martial artists talk about and the peace that ordinary people think of are different.

Martial artists have their own twisted ideas and beliefs.

He didn't want to do anything for the sake of martial artists.

But the Heavenly Martial Body was at stake.

The ultimate body that even he, who prided himself on having reached the pinnacle of the art of medicine, had only seen in documents and had never seen in reality.

The desire for the art of medicine was causing an irresistible impulse in him.

-Please, I beg you! I know you dislike martial artists. I have asked all the other doctors, but they have all given up. Now, it's only you.

Although he was curious about the Heavenly Martial Body, he had tried to refuse in the end.

Power brings blood.

If the person was someone the Divine Monk would mention like this, he must have a great power.

Thinking that countless people would die because of the person he had saved, this was the right thing to do.

However, the Divine Monk had thrown an offer that could not be refused this time.

-Didn't you say you would repay the debt!

The Divine Monk had helped him when he had left his family in the past.

-Dang-ho!

This is why people shouldn't be in debt. Yak-seon decided to grant the Divine Monk's request just this once.

-Thank you!

And so, at the Shaolin Temple he had visited, a man was lying as if he were dead.

It was obvious at a glance that his breathing was shallow, and if left alone, he would die today or tomorrow.

Next to him was a woman, who was infusing the man with her qi. It didn't seem to be very effective. However, he could tell that the reason the man was still breathing was because of that woman.

Yak-seon immediately began to examine the man's body.

A surprising number of things were mixed in the man's body.

With a single pulse diagnosis, he could tell what this man held.

The man, who had a face overshadowed by death, looked quite young.

Therefore, he was even more curious. He couldn't understand how it was possible for someone of such a young age to hold infinity.

Is this man the legendary Heavenly Martial Body that the Divine Monk had mentioned? If not, it would be impossible.

Yak-seon could understand why a person like the Divine Monk had been so humble to him.

This man was a being who should not die here, even from his perspective as a non-martial artist.

However, the man was now dying quickly.

Could it be the side effect of the realm he had obtained at such a young age?

The body could not keep up with the enlightenment of the mind.

Therefore, the body was doing more than its limit to chase after the enlightenment.

The man's death was a natural phenomenon.

If there was a disease or an internal injury, he could treat it.

What was happening in the man's body now was a kind of aging that naturally accumulates in the body over time.

This was not something that could be done with human will.

Unfortunately, in a case like this, there was almost no chance of survival unless a miracle happened.

Because the body is, above all, a subject with clear limits.

If you move, you have to rest.

To put it simply, whether an ordinary person or a martial artist, a person cannot run at full speed for even a moment.

Although the martial artist tribe sometimes compares a person to the universe, in the eyes of a doctor, a person is nothing more than a creature that becomes weak if it starves and becomes tired if it doesn't sleep.

In order for the body to survive, it had to be constantly supplied with the appropriate nutrients, and it had to get enough rest.

But this man, although he might be sleeping with his eyes closed on the outside, the organs inside him were showing a tremendous amount of activity.

The normal range of a heartbeat was 60 to 100 times in 60 seconds.

But this man's heart rate was 200 to 300 times.

It was a value where it wouldn't be strange if his heart exploded and he died right away. The fact that he was breathing and alive like this now was no different from a miracle. And everything else was also telling him that the man would die soon.

Yak-seon said.

Although he would try, to be honest, there was no hope.

And the subsequent events were a series of miracles.

Things that could never happen continued to happen.

The body was gradually adapting.

The heart, which had been beating 200 to 300 times in 60 seconds, gradually decreased day by day and returned to the normal value.

The other elements were the same.

All he had done during that time was to supply the lacking nutrients.

And to examine the body of the woman who came to the man once a day.

It wasn't the man.

The woman was the Heavenly Martial Body that the Divine Monk had mentioned.

However, he had stopped doing that at some point.

Because there was something more amazing than the Heavenly Martial Body in front of him, so there was no need to examine the less amazing Heavenly Martial Body.

What on earth is this man's body?

It was the Heavenly Dragon Saintly Bones.

As expected, he was not just ordinary.

Because he was the Heavenly Dragon Saintly Bones, his blood vessels could withstand such a fast blood flow.

He thought this was the end.

One day, the man's body developed a fever. Although the man's body had a fever that would have sent an ordinary person straight to the afterlife, the man survived.

To say it again, the human body is weak.

It is especially vulnerable to heat.

If the normal temperature rises even a little, the human body will collapse and die.

With the knowledge that Yak-seon had, a person should have died with such a fever.

Yak-seon examined the man's body again and discovered something new.

He had thought it was the Heavenly Dragon Saintly Bones, but it was the Fire Dragon Saintly Bones.

That's why the man had overcome the crisis.

And on another day, his body became as cold as ice.

At this point, Yak-seon felt a slight expectation.

Now, the man's body seemed to be a new discovery that would satisfy his desire for the art of medicine.

What kind of mystery will he show me this time?

He'll survive again, right?

Yak-seon, who had been called that since he had reached the pinnacle of the art of medicine, couldn't know how much joy he was feeling.

It was as if he had returned to the time when he had first learned the art of medicine.

To the time when he was so interested in new things that he couldn't see anything else.

Frost began to settle on the man's body.

Is he really going to die this time?

The man survived this time as well.

That's right!

Yak-seon examined the man's body with excitement.

He had thought it was the Heavenly Dragon Saintly Bones. It turned out to be the Fire Dragon Saintly Bones. But looking closely, it was the Ice Dragon Saintly Bones.

This meant one thing.

This man simultaneously possessed the Heavenly Dragon Saintly Bones, the Fire Dragon Saintly Bones, and the Ice Dragon Saintly Bones.

What was surprising was that there was still something else he hadn't discovered.

It was interesting. It was very rare for a person to simultaneously hold so many constitutions.

It wasn't that Yak-seon hadn't seen a case like this.

Occasionally, there were people who were born with two constitutions at the same time.

Hermaphrodites were often like that.

But three. No! There were more. At least four!

Jackpot!

And the man, who had crossed the threshold of death several times, finally opened his eyes on his own.

"I should have just cut open his stomach back then!"

Yak-seon, who was examining the blood, was so curious that he was going crazy.

Yak-seon dropped the last remaining drop of blood on a blue flower bud.

The bud opened, and a blue flower bloomed.

"Four!"

In addition to the Heavenly Dragon Saintly Bones, the Fire Dragon Saintly Bones, and the Ice Dragon Saintly Bones, there was one more.

The name of this blooming flower was the Lightning Flower.

It was a very precious medicinal herb that lived where lightning struck and bloomed when it was struck by lightning.

The energy of lightning was in the man's blood.

If he hadn't learned lightning qi, this meant only one thing.

The Lightning Dragon Saintly Bones.

The blood was not enough.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At the sudden loud noise, Yak-seon rushed out of the room and headed to the source of the sound.

"Amitabha."

"Huh?"

There, the Divine Monk's fist was caught in the man's hand.

* * *

On a tree that seemed to pierce the sky, two figures were looking down at the Namgung family.

One was wearing a dog-like demon mask, and the other was wearing a pig-like demon mask.

The one wearing the dog demon mask looked down at the Namgung family and said.

"We have already failed twice. The council is also taking this matter seriously. No more failures will be tolerated."

The one wearing the pig demon mask answered.

"You talk too much. Are you afraid of the Sword King?"

"Hmph! Our final target is the Divine Monk. Do you think we're afraid of a mere Sword King?"

"How about a bet on who can catch the Sword King first, just for fun?"

"Not bad. I accept."

Two of the twelve zodiacs headed to the Namgung family.

(End of Chapter)