I have come to visit the Moyong Family after finishing up with the Baijian Society.
This is because, according to Manager Byeok, Moyong Baek had visited the Black Rabbit Union several times with a tired face.
I sigh as I sit down and look at Moyong Baekâs face.
âDoctor, why does your face look like that?â
Moyon Baek forces a smile and says.
âI seem to be studying a bit too hard.â
I look at his expression.
âI, too, lived with studying and working, and I know that this face is not from studying. It looks like you used too much of your mind, like something happened.â
I look at his library.
Books in high places arenât usually touched, but his books have visible handprints on their dusty covers. Probably because a couple of books were taken out.
âWhat is this guy suddenly studying?â
Anyway, Moyong Baek isnât looking well.
âThe condition of my physician doesnât seem good. Who will you even treat like this? I think you should lie down and rest.â
Moyong Baek continues to smile.
âI am just a little tired.â
âDoctor.â
âYes.â
âHurry up and tell me everything.â
Moyong Baek nods and changes the topic.
âI see youâve been busy recently. I dropped by the Black Rabbit Union several times but didnât find you there.â
I give him a brief explanation of what Iâve been doing.
âSome people kept sending assassins after me, so I went to find them. While I didnât find the assassins, the faction that hired them has been wiped out. Right now, my men are carrying out the rest of my orders.â
âSeems like a pretty large force.â
âTheyâre the Baijian Society.â
âIâve heard of them.â
I stop talking as I notice Moyong Baekâs pale skin. Itâs clear that today is the day I have to find out what happened to him.
Moyong Baek doesnât seem to want to speak about it.
âDoctor Moyong.â
âYes.â
âLetâs talk about everything. Why did you have to use so much of your life force? I need to know.â
âOf course, I have to speak.â
Moyong Baek picks up a book and places it on the table.
âI received a manual for the Ice Arts.â
I nod my head and cross my arms.
âRight. And?â
Moyong Baek continues, slightly shocked.
âArenât you surprised?â
âIce Arts is Ice Arts. Do I have any reason to be surprised? Keep talking. You received it and?â
âOf course, I thought it would be good to hand this over to you, sect leader. Once I began reading, though, it felt strangely similar to a book that once spoke about internal qi and medicine.â
âRight.â
âI checked to see if there was anything that could harm the sect leader.â
âBut was there anything that could harm me?â
Moyong Baek points his finger at the book.
âIf you want to raise the level of your Ice Qi, there is a technique for it. It is something similar to harvesting yin to nourish the yang. To harvest means to dig into, and when you dig into something, it is bound to die. In other words, this method implies the necessity to kill people to become stronger. It is not described in detail, but the creator of this martial art completed it by filling it naturally. In other words, this is not a martial arts manual but closer to a diary. I have edited out all of the unnecessary processesâŠâ
âDoctor, doctor MoyongâŠâ
âYes?â
âDrink a glass of water. SlowlyâŠâ
Moyong Baek looks at me as I pour him some water.
âI wanted to make it right, but it wasnât easy. Because the content of the diary is quite intertwined.â
âSo?â
I feel a bit bad for all heâs done, but I continue to listen.
âIn the end, I visited you several times, but you werenât there, so I was studying alone.â
I nod.
âSo that happened. It seems like the other method was also cruel?â
âYes. This is a book written by someone from Kangho who isnât just cruel but also incapable of feeling sympathy or remorse. The book is not detailed, but I canât even imagine how many they killed. I felt depressed while reading this.â
I now understand the situation.
âSo this is a demonic art.â
âYes.â
âDid the guy who brought this come while waving a fan?â
âHow do you know this? He asked me to keep it a secret.â
âIf you really thought I wouldnât know, then you underestimated me.â
Seems like that guy had left, though.
It wouldnât have been difficult for him to get the book since he is a member of the Demonic Sect. However, if he secretly stole it, then it wouldnât be strange if he was kicked out.
But since that man is the Demonic Gentleman, he probably has enough power to silence anyone who might complain.
That means something similar probably happened in my previous life too.
However, Moyong Baekâs condition is more important to me right now.
I sit while clenching my chin and ask him again.
âHow old are you to simply tap into the life force? Doctor, you are one unpredictable person.â
âYes. It was because I was angry. I am a physician who has to save people, and as I read the diary of a person who kills another without hesitation more and more, IâŠâ
âYouâŠ?â
âI was so angry that I couldnât sleep. I also wondered what is the use of the medicine that I am studying if it cannot be useful.â
âAndâŠâ
And now Moyong Baek is revealing his true intentions.
âActually, I have been thinking this whole time to find that person and kill him if he was alive.â
I nod.
I have no choice now but to respond to him.
âRight. It has to be poison.â
There is only a paper-thin difference between good and bad intentions.
This man can also change at any time.
This is because that paper boundary is thinner than a personâs thoughts.
I made up my mind to scold him a little.
Of course, I also need to do it strategically since I dearly value our relationship.
As I devise my strategy Moyong Baek, who isnât in a good state, asks me.
âLeader, this guy must already be dead, right?â
âDead.â
âWhen did he die?â
âCan I see it once?â
I hold the book left by Demonic Gentleman and then mumble as I read through it.
âWhy are you talking so much? Phew, the weather is nice. Ice Arts is a branch of Yin cultivation, and it is divided into Coldness and Ice. The purpose of Cold Qi is to spread cold energy around you. If anyone uses this, nine out of ten are sure to suffer. However, since the Ice Qi will exude coldness outside the body, it can be used to freely target whoever you want across a wide area. Moon Shadow Martial Arts⊠Doctor, this Ice Art.â
âYesâ
âIt is made by a woman.â
Moyong Baek responds with surprise.
âUh? There was no mention of that, though?â
âNo, it was definitely made by a woman. The Moon Shadow Martial Arts. The moonâs shadow is ruthless, but the woman also seems to have suffered a series of misfortunes, specifically from ugly men who depended on alcohol. If this is an Ice Art, she probably reached enlightenment for it while drinking under the moonlight. I understand it. However, the shadow of the moon is heartless, you know? This is not a sentiment made by a man. Just looking at it, doesnât it seem like something a woman would do? Couldnât you tell with just one look?â
Moyong Baek answers me simply.
âRight.â
âLooking at it further, it seems like this is a martial art used to take revenge.â
Moyong Baek is shocked once more.
âUh? No, there was no mention of revenge?â
âNo, listen to me carefully. Who would take revenge on someone using Ice Arts? Was this person the best in the world? No. I definitely think this was made with a target for revenge in mind. They must also possess tremendous power and strong martial arts. Maybe almost the best in the world? It would have been impossible to defeat them using normal martial arts. They must have been a man with a good reputation and difficult to reach. Perhaps a great swordsman or some kind of leader. This woman must also have been very beautiful.â
âWhat is this, all of a sudden?â
Moyong Baek visibly gives up and continues to listen to me.
âShe was definitely quite the beautiful woman. She must have been trained in martial arts too. The man approached her and made love to her. The woman was happy, thinking they would be together for the rest of their lives. When the man left her for another⊠how was she supposed to forget those memories? To erase those happy moments? The man must have looked down on this woman. Thatâs why all of this is written in such dull and clear writing, made under the heartless light of the moon.â
Moyong Baek looks at the handwriting further.
âThe handwriting is really cleanâŠâ
âThis is the handwriting of Wei Ryong-ha, one of the Demonic Sectâs Great Warriors.â
âAre you just guessing?â
âDo you know her?â
âI do. Wasnât she a young disciple of the Demonic Sect who challenged the men of Kunlun? Come to think of it, she was described as being like a typhoon. I know that someone named Wei Ryong-ha had destroyed the Kunlun Sect. Only after their annihilation did she become associated with the Demonic Cult.â
âWhere in the world were the people who would call her that? Someone else could have accepted her martial arts or become her successor.â
Moyong Baek is now confused as to how the record of her skills has come to be here.
âCome to think of it, the man who brought this here also had bad posture and looked like he was overly well-read. His eyes were tired too.â
âDoctor Moyong.â
âYes?â
I look at him.
âI am not the Demonic Cultâs Great Warrior. There is no need for such a method. There is no need to hurt people by performing the evil deeds written in this book. There are many ways to become stronger. If the doctor is this restlessâŠâ
I grab the book and shake it.
âIâd rather burn this.â
Moyong Baek is startled and holds out his hand.
âAh, donât do that. I understand. Donât burn it! I will not read it anymore.â
âReally?â
âYes.â
I speak in a blunt tone as I put the book down.
âThere are many evils in this world that we do not understand. This is why I am busy running around killing all the bad people. I will be the one to throw them into the fire. Those who drink alcohol, those who view people as things, and those who do not regard people as people. I will take them all to hell.â
âYes.â
âDoctor just needs to calm down and look after his patients. Killing is what I do, okay?â
I look into his eyes as he responds.
âI understand. But, leader, do you understand the intention of the man who brought this book?â
âI do.â
âWhat is it?â
âThey want to compete with me using our footwork. He is a crazy one.â
âDid you compete with him?ââ
âNo, I avoided his challenge since I know he is faster than me right now. This means that I can learn properly and compete equally later.â
âWhat happens if he wins then? He seemed strong.â
I smile.
âWellâŠâ
âYes.â
âI will be happy.â
âYou will celebrate defeat?â
âYes, Iâll be happy to gain motivation to train. Victory is something you always keep striving for. Someday, he would come back and rechallenge me with a smile. Who would win, then? I am a man who wonât be defeated by a bookworm, a running addict, a calm man.â
Moyong Baek nods his head.
âSo cool.â
I grab the book and shake it again.
âIf we cannot learn Ice Arts normally, then letâs just burn this without regrets. Ice or not⊠this is just one of many martial arts.â
âYes.â
Actually, I donât even need to develop using all of the paths. I donât even need pills. It is enough to use the qi stored in my body, but I cannot tell Moyong Baek this.
I then point to him and order him in a commanding voice.
âEnough for today. Now go and sleep.â
âI will.â
âGo now. I am going to meditate here today so tell the maids to close the doors too.â
For today I will stand guard.
Unlike my previous life, Moyong Baek is afraid of the Demonic Gentleman because he doesnât have an in-depth understanding of martial arts. He is also angry at himself for this fear.
The reason for being angry is simple.
As a physician, he only has a short time to learn martial arts. However, this is because he is more confident than most when it comes to martial arts.
The psychology of a person is mysterious, and the flow of it is different from common sense.
I will now cultivate here while Moyong Baek sleeps.
I sit cross-legged on the bed used for patients. Because I am a patient, I feel comfortable here.
Many female helpers are moving around, so I close my eyes and open my mouth.
âNoisy. I need to cultivate, so, please be quiet.â
ââŠâ
âWhy donât I hear an answer?â
âWe understand, leader.â
A man who cultivates while standing guardâŠ
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I can hear Moyong Baek mumble in his sleep.
â⊠you must be tired. You should go and rest too.â