Chapter 4
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 4
Chapter Title: The Price of Body Reformation
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Wi Ji-cheon recalled his past life.
It had been for revenge, but he had shed too much blood.
Of course, it was all in his past life, and he had returned through time, but the sins he committed would not disappear.
Could someone like him pretend to be a good person now?
He could not.
The heavens would not allow it.
In that case, I will become an Asura who protects everyone. I will become a demon to make my family happy.
With that vow.
A flare of energy erupted.
Wi Ji-cheon's gaze deepened profoundly.
In that single moment, he reached the peak realm.
Immediately, Wi Ji-cheon began to circulate his internal energy.
Even physicians learned basic heart methods to practice their medical arts, so Wi Ji-cheon possessed a small amount of internal energy.
Of course, it was a pitiful amount compared to proper martial artists, but it didn't matter.
The Blood Immortal Demonic Arts.
It was a demonic art he had created by combining the Blood-Shattering True Arts, which he had obtained through a fortunate encounter while in despair after losing his family, with the Heavenly Immortal Divine Arts.
The Blood-Shattering True Arts itself was just one of many common peak-level demonic arts, but the moment it merged with the Heavenly Immortal Divine Arts, it became an unparalleled technique rivaling the Ten Great Demonic Arts of the World.
Wooooo.
Guided by the Blood Immortal Demonic Arts, Wi Ji-cheon's internal energy coursed through his meridians.
The nature of the Blood Immortal Demonic Arts is different from before?
Wi Ji-cheon tilted his head in confusion.
Originally, the Blood Immortal Demonic Arts, influenced by its foundation, the Blood-Shattering True Arts, possessed a strong destructive nature.
But was it because of his recent epiphany, his vow to protect everyone?
Its nature was subtly different.
This isnt the nature of destruction, but of dominance.
He could not achieve his goal by simply killing and destroying his enemies.
There was only one way to protect everyone.
To become so strong that no one could ever threaten his loved ones.
In other words, he had to become a hegemon.
At the same time.
Crack. Pop.
The Blood Immortal Demonic Arts began to clear his blocked meridians.
By changing to the nature of dominance, the power of the Blood Immortal Demonic Arts has become much stronger.
The process of opening his meridians was far smoother than he had expected.
How much time passed?
Black sweat began to seep from his pores.
Crack, pop.
Loud noises echoed from his joints, as if something misaligned was snapping back into place.
His skin peeled off as if he were shedding it.
!!
Wi Ji-cheons eyes flew open.
He had achieved Body Reformation!
I didnt expect to undergo Body Reformation so soon.
It was a welcome development, as it meant he could grow stronger much faster.
If I were to gauge my current realm Im probably around the peak level?
He felt as light as a feather as he rose to his feet.
Huh? How do I clean this up?
With all the waste and impurities expelled from his body, he looked as if he had been covered in filth.
He could sneak into the bathhouse to wash his body, but what about his clothes?
Ugh, of all things, I was wearing my medical apprentice uniform, so I cant just burn it. If I had known I was going to undergo Body Reformation, I would have changed beforehand.
It seemed he had no choice but to wash it.
Fortunately, it was late, and everyone was asleep.
He hurried to the bathhouse, washed himself, and then started on his uniform.
Damn it, why wont this stain come out? Why did the apprentice uniform have to be white?
One of the Ten Evils of the world.
A member of the Three Calamities.
One who had reached the pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm and taken a half-step into the Profound Realm.
Such a fearsome reputation was of no help when it came to laundry.
He had been wrestling with the washboard for over two hours with sheer grit alone.
He had just barely finished washing the top and was starting on the pants when disaster struck.
Whos in the bathhouse at this hour? And what is that smell? It smells like rotten feces.
Huh?
Creek!
The bathhouse door swung open, and his older brother, Wi Ji-gangs, eyes met Wi Ji-cheons.
Wi Ji-gangs eyes slowly scanned Wi Ji-cheon from top to bottom.
Then, they fixed on the pants lying on the washboard.
Specifically, on the seat of the pants.
On a spot where the filth had not yet been washed away.
You dont tell me
No, its a misunderstanding. Brother, please listen to me.
Wi Ji-cheon urgently tried to explain, but when he thought about it, there was nothing he could say.
He couldnt very well say that he had undergone Body Reformation using a demonic art he learned in his past life, could he?
In the end, Wi Ji-gang, confirming Wi Ji-cheons accident, roared.
Have you finally stooped to shitting your pants?!
Just as the saying goes that walls have ears, the story of Wi Ji-cheons little accident from the night before spread throughout the Medical Immortal Medical House.
In the end, Wi Ji-gang apologized.
Im sorry. People make mistakes, but instead of covering for you as your older brother, I just yelled at you.
I didnt shit my pants.
Right, youre right.
As Wi Ji-gang nodded as if he knew everything, a vein popped on Wi Ji-cheons forehead.
Yes, Ji-gang. You were wrong yesterday. Bowel movements are a perfectly natural phenomenon for any human being.
I said I didnt shit my pants, Father.
Yes, Ji-cheon, youre right.
Pfft!
Wi Ji-cheon briefly looked up at the sky.
I, who was once a calamity of the martial world, am now a poopy-pants.
The Fiend Demon is a poopy-pants.
They say the Fiend Demon is a poopy-pants
I suppose this is also a form of happiness, right?
Sure.
How much had he longed to spend such warm moments with his family?
So, this is all happi damn it.
Still, Im not a poopy-pants.
Wi Ji-cheon let out a heavy sigh.
Since it had come to this, he might as well use the incident to get something he needed.
Brother, you went too far this time.
Yes, I know. Im sorry.
In return, please grant me permission to enter the Pill and Medicine Pavilion.
!!
Everyone flinched.
Why the Pill and Medicine Pavilion?
To replenish my internal energy.
When it came to building up internal energy in a short period, nothing was better than elixirs.
Of course, he couldn't just take the elixirs stored in the family's collection.
In the first place, being a medical house, the elixirs they stored were all for treating patients, not for accumulating internal energy.
I can just make them myself.
There was an elixir whose recipe he knew.
It wasn't a particularly amazing elixir.
It only helped accumulate about two or three years worth of energy. It was more of a body-nourishing pill, barely qualifying as an elixir.
Even so, it would be a great help to the current Wi Ji-cheon.
While studying for the Medical Examination Ceremony, there was something about prescribing medicine that I didnt understand, so Id like to practice preparing the ingredients myself.
Hmm. Is that so?
Yes, and if I want the disciples to forget last nights rumor, I think I need to show them a different side of myself.
Alright.
Normally, Wi Ji-gang would have thrown a fit, saying something like, You, in the Pill Pavilion? but since he was feeling guilty, he remained silent.
However, the Pill Pavilion is not under my supervision. Its Sang-ahs responsibility.
The head of the Pill and Medicine Pavilion was his eccentric older sister, Wi Ji-sang-ah.
True to her eccentric nature, she was a sister who wouldn't easily grant anyone access to the pavilion.
I heard you laughing behind my back too, sister.
And just like that, Wi Ji-cheon gained permission to enter the Pill and Medicine Pavilion.
After Wi Ji-cheon followed Wi Ji-sang-ah to the Pill and Medicine Pavilion.
The father and son, Wi Ji-seon and Wi Ji-gang, stood in silence for a moment.
They gazed at the spot where Wi Ji-cheon had just been.
This is the first time. The first time Ji-cheon has ever taken the initiative to study and made such a request himself. I always thought of him as a troublemaker.
Wi Ji-cheon was the familys sore spot.
He was born late in his parents' lives and had the misfortune of losing his mother early, growing up without a mothers love.
That was why Wi Ji-seon had a tendency to indulge Wi Ji-cheons childishness.
As long as he grew up healthy, he would be satisfied.
So what if he didn't study much or wasn't very capable? At least he had a gentle and kind personality, didn't he?
That was what he had thought, but now, seeing this change in him?
Of course, it was just a simple request to study in the Pill Pavilion, but as a parent, he couldnt help but feel moved.
Do you trust him, Father? It wont last more than a few days.
You say that, but you were the one anxiously worrying when you heard the light in Ji-cheons room was staying on late into the night.
When did I ever!
If not, then why were you passing by the bathhouse at such a late hour? Werent you going to check on Ji-cheon?
Ugh.
Wi Ji-seon was right.
Wi Ji-gang hadnt been passing the bathhouse by chance. He was on his way to check on his youngest brother.
Wi Ji-gang snorted, as if unwilling to admit it.
Still, I dont believe it yet. Him, coming to his senses? Hell be back to his old self in no time.
You might be right. But so what if you are?
Father?
Hes my son and your younger brother. Isnt it admirable enough that hes just showing this effort now?
Isnt it because you always coddle him so excessively that Ji-cheon is like this?
And what about you? Wasnt it excessive to get so angry at the disciples who were gossiping about Ji-cheons mistake yesterday? Youre so dishonest with yourself.
Wi Ji-seon smiled.
The patients will be waiting. Lets go. Its a beautiful day.
Wi Ji-gang also looked at the sky.
Just yesterday, the weather had seemed gloomy, but now it was bright, blue, and clear.
As if to say that the future of the Medical Immortal Medical House would be bright as well.
Arriving at the Pill and Medicine Pavilion, Wi Ji-cheon faced a predicament.
There was a problem.
Cant I try preparing some medicine?
You? No. You stay right by my side. Dont go anywhere else.
He couldnt prepare any pills!
On second thought, of course they wouldnt let a complete novice who hasnt even passed the Medical Examination Ceremony prepare medicine.
There were other medical apprentices in the pavilion, but they were only allowed to observe the official physicians as they prepared medicine.
He couldn't abuse his authority as the family head's son.
In fact, the other physicians in the pavilion were watching the incompetent Wi Ji-cheon with fire in their eyes, worried he might cause some kind of accident.
What should I do? I need to accumulate at least a few years worth of energy with an elixir to move on to the next stage quickly.
Just then, Wi Ji-sang-ah spoke.
Here, watch carefully how this decoction is made.
Wi Ji-cheon noticed that Wi Ji-sang-ah was excited.
It seemed she was happy that her younger brother had come to visit the pavilion she was in charge of, though she tried not to show it.
She began to prepare the medicine slowly, as if for a demonstration.
But somethings strange. Why is she preparing it like that?
His knowledge of pharmacology, like other fields of medicine, was shallow.
The secret elixir recipe he knew was just something he had happened to overhear while wandering the martial world; it wasn't because he possessed any outstanding pharmacological knowledge.
However, having reached the pinnacle of the Transcendent Realm, his insight into the principles of nature's yin-yang and five elements, as well as the human body's essence, qi, and spirit, was deeper than any physician's.
After all, medicine and high-level martial arts were fundamentally connected in that they both dealt with the relationship between the macrocosm and the human body.
From that perspective, there were aspects of the method Wi Ji-sang-ah was currently using that he couldn't quite understand.
Ill watch a little longer. Since its my sister Sang-ah, whos called a genius of pharmacology, there must be a reason Im not aware of.