The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 100

"Phew. I'm glad."

Pyon Juksu also knows how much Mok Wigun cherishes Pung Oksan. That's why he had been more concerned and worried.

"You can't go berserk even if something goes wrong. You have to calm down. Got it?"

Berserk. When Mok Wigun was in that other world, something terrible almost happened. Pyon Juksu had seen it from the side. It was natural for him to worry about him going berserk.

"But can you really save him?"

"It seems possible. But we could both die."

Pyon Juksu asked what he meant by that.

"What do you mean by that? That you'll both die. One is Daoist Master Pung, so who's the other one?"

"It's me. I have to treat the Daoist Master while I'm undergoing the bone marrow washing."

"What?"

Pyon Juksu strongly waved his hand.

"That's crazy. It doesn't make sense."

"There's no other way but to do something crazy right now. Otherwise, Daoist Master Pung will die right away."

"Still, no. And even if you make the magic circle, what are you going to do about the mana stone?"

Mok Wigun took out a box from his bosom. A wooden box.

"Huh? This is..."

Pyon Juksu also felt the energy. But he tilted his head. Because the energy was very weak. But when Mok Wigun opened the box and pulled the wooden ball, Pyon Juksu's eyes widened.

"Wow. This is amazing. It seems much stronger than the one in the magistrate's room."

Pyon Juksu with an ecstatic expression. He unconsciously reached out his hand to touch the luminous pearl. Then he came to his senses at Mok Wigun's words.

"This should be enough."

"Well. It is enough. But still, no."

Pyon Juksu said there was no possibility.

"Think about it. You have to infuse qi into Daoist Master Pung's body while you're undergoing the bone marrow washing."

That alone was an incredibly troublesome task. Pyon Juksu had to control it meticulously. It's not easy to do it on one person's body, but two? And differently, while watching their conditions?

"It's a hundred times harder than treating the cold energy. This is impossible."

"I can do it if you just help me."

Mok Wigun held Pyon Juksu's hand.

"Listen."

He had been thinking continuously on his way here. He had thought of all the various methods he could do, assuming the worst case.

"I'll treat him at the same time as I'm undergoing the bone marrow washing."

"So you're saying that makes sense? Undergoing the bone marrow washing means a huge amount of energy enters your body and completely changes it."

You can't move when you're circulating your qi. Because if you make a slight mistake, your qi and blood will flow backwards. That's why you do it in a stable state with your legs crossed.

"But this is a much more dangerous state than that. What will happen when the energy is in turmoil and rampages through your body? Your body will try to move on its own."

You have to control that well so that your body doesn't move, and you have to finish the whole process in that state. So there are also cases where you die by mistake while proceeding with this process.

"But you're going to treat him while doing that? Aish. Just say you're going to die."

"No. I can do it. Think about it."

Mok Wigun earnestly persuaded him.

"The problem arises because the body and the energy collide. But I can feel and use my internal energy more meticulously than anyone else."

He had come to feel his internal energy well while moving it slowly. He could be proud that he knew more about internal energy than anyone else in this world.

"So it's fine if I move while making sure not to strain my body."

"What if a problem arises then?"

"I can just balance it. If I compress the nearby energy, the energy will move to that place. I can control it that way."

Pyon Juksu suddenly stopped talking and looked at Mok Wigun. And he sighed.

He had felt it. That he couldn't stop Mok Wigun no matter what he said.

"Alright. If he's going to die on his own, how can I stop him?"

Pyon Juksu said that and then pointed at Pung Oksan with his finger.

"I have a place where I've practiced the magic circle just in case. I just need to fix it a little, so let's go there. We can't do it in this room anyway."

Pyon Juksu brought a stretcher and moved Pung Oksan onto it. And the two of them moved carefully.

"It's that cave over there."

"I know."

It was a cave he had often entered while playing with the children here when he was young. A cave located not far from the buildings of the Zhongnan Sect.

"It seems no one comes here these days. Well, there aren't many people in the Zhongnan Sect itself."

It took quite a while to get to the cave. Since they were moving carefully, it naturally took time.

"Alright. Wait for a moment. I have to prepare."

Pyon Juksu went inside and started to prepare the magic circle. In the meantime, Mok Wigun checked Pung Oksan's condition.

"Daoist Master. Please wait for a moment. I will definitely save you."

As he said that, he held Pung Oksan's hand. Then a surprising thing happened. A slight force entered Pung Oksan's finger.

Was he listening to Mok Wigun's story? Even if not, it was proof that Pung Oksan was alive. Mok Wigun gently held his hand. His hand was still warm. Like the heart that he had made Mok Wigun feel.

* * *

"What a pain I'm going through. Ughhhhh!"

As soon as he drew the magic circle, the crazy act began.

There were two people inside the magic circle. Pung Oksan was lying down, and Mok Wigun was sitting with his legs crossed. And now he was in the middle of infusing qi.

"Why did I say I would do this?"

Both of them had to be super focused. If either of them made a slight mistake, they would be dead. Controlling the qi being put into two people while checking their conditions from the outside was like performing different sword arts with both hands.

"Is it the Two-Minded Cultivation Art? I should have learned that. It would have been a little easier then."

Although he grumbled like that, Pyon Juksu was maintaining his concentration while sweating profusely. Whenever his mind was about to be distracted for a moment, he bit his lip hard.

Every time he did that, blood seeped from his lips. Although it healed quickly and the blood stopped, since he kept repeating that, his feet were soaked in blood.

- Are you ready?

- Yes. I'm starting too.

Mok Wigun started to move. Pyon Juksu focused more. It gets more dangerous from now on. He really felt like he was walking on a tightrope on a thousand-foot cliff.

Mok Wigun's body bulged here and there. It was because the energy was rampaging through his body. If it becomes like that, all the waste products remaining in the body will flow out, and he will shed his skin.

And so, he will experience a process where both the inside and outside of his body are remade. Now is the process where that is in full swing. It was also the most dangerous time.

'Daoist Master Pung can't endure it as he is.'

He can't save Pung Oksan just like that. So he was making Pung Oksan also go through a process similar to the bone marrow washing. But since he was so weak, Mok Wigun had to help him.

'This side's energy is too strong.'

Mok Wigun slowly reached out his hand and drew the overflowing energy into his body. And he slowly spread the absorbed energy throughout his body.

At that, Pyon Juksu noticed it and slightly reduced the amount of energy entering Mok Wigun.

'You're doing well.'

This was not something that could be done just by Mok Wigun doing well. His breathing with Pyon Juksu also had to be in sync. If either of them made a small mistake, their bodies would explode on the spot.

Because if the energy in the body starts to move on its own now, the body won't be able to endure it. This time, Mok Wigun put a little of the energy in his body into Pung Oksan's internal organs. It was because he had confirmed that there was a little lack of energy there.

'Slowly. And safely.'

How much time had passed like that? His head was gradually becoming blank. There's a limit to concentrating. His mind was gradually becoming hazy.

'Get a grip, Mok Wigun. Are you trying to kill everyone now?'

Mok Wigun tried hard to get a grip on his mind.

'I have to live. I have to enjoy wealth and glory. I suffered like a dog there and finally came here, am I going to die like this?'

He snapped to his senses. And he exerted his concentration again. And so, the time in the cave passed endlessly. And little by little, very little by little, a change began to occur in the bodies of Mok Wigun and Pung Oksan.

* * *

"What happened? Both Daoist Master Pung and Physician Pyon."

"So where did they disappear to?"

There was an uproar in the Zhongnan Sect. Pung Oksan, who was on the verge of death, and Physician Pyon had disappeared at the same time. Even after two days had passed like that, they couldn't be found anywhere.

"Did those guys perhaps come again?"

So Jeonghak said with a worried face.

"Even if it's Physician Pyon, why Grand-uncle Pung?"

"I don't know about that."

The disciples who had followed Daoist Master Pung well were all worried and went around looking for them. Especially disciples like Gwak Wol and Jang Sogun were constantly shedding tears.

They had cried their eyes out when he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, but since such a misfortune had happened, their grief was even greater. Their eyes were swollen from crying so much, and the whites of their eyes were red.

"Huh? Over there..."

Jang Sogun suddenly pointed to a place and shouted. The place he pointed to was the ridge of the mountain, and Pyon Juksu was coming down. But he wasn't alone. He was coming down with another person.

"What? Isn't that Wigun?"

This time, So Jeonghak shouted. A few of the disciples recognized Mok Wigun.

"Oh. It is. It's Wigun."

Jang Sogun chimed in. Since he had seen his face when he went to Chang'an a while ago, he could recognize him right away.

"What is it? Why did Wigun come?"

"There must be a reason. More than that, we have to ask Physician Pyon where Grand-uncle Pung is."

The disciples ran over. And they asked Physician Pyon.

"Where did you go? What about Grand-uncle Pung?"

"I'll tell you about that. Physician Pyon is a little tired right now."

Mok Wigun stepped forward. Only then did the disciples examine Pyon Juksu's face, and his eyes were hollow, and he looked very tired.

"I want to sleep."

Pyon Juksu said with a grin. He looked like a madman.

"Daoist Master Pung has received treatment and has passed the critical point. And he's recovering now."

"Really? Is that true?"

So Jeonghak held on to Mok Wigun and said. If you were to pick the person who had traveled with Pung Oksan the most, it would definitely be So Jeonghak. So how surprised must he have been when Pung Oksan was injured? So Jeonghak had fainted from shock when he saw Pung Oksan's injured appearance.

"Of course. Why would I lie?"

"No. I have to see for myself."

So Jeonghak said to let him meet Daoist Master Pung in person. But Mok Wigun stopped So Jeonghak.

"It's difficult because he has to be in absolute rest right now."

"Oh?"

So Jeonghak had a very disappointed expression. But at that moment, a thick voice was heard from behind.

"What do you mean by that? You're saying Grand-brother Pung is alive?"

Mok Wigun looked in the direction of the sound. A man with a sturdy build was glaring this way. Mok Wigun looked at the owner of the voice.

'Is it you? Are you that guy?'

(End of Chapter)