I Will Start Doing Business In Jungwon From Today [EN]: Chapter 105

Kwon Joong-won placed his hand on Jo Kwang-yun’s *dantian* [energy center] and began to infuse *qi* [vital energy] into him. He couldn’t completely restore the destroyed *dantian*, but he had to seal the wounds as quickly as possible for the future.

When sweat beaded on his forehead, he removed his hand from the *dantian*.

However, Jo Kwang-yun still hadn’t regained consciousness, and his pale complexion hadn’t returned. This was the best he could do.

As Kwon Joong-won sighed and tried to recover his energy, he then discovered another injured person.

“What, what is this…!”

Realizing that the wounded tiger was Lee Hak-lin, he knew that the guys wielding swords outside were from the Black Faction.

A bloody side, clothes covered in dark blood.

He had suffered severe internal injuries and was in critical condition with poison spreading.

“Those bastards don’t give me a moment to rest.”

Kwon Joong-won got up and stood behind Lee Hak-lin.

“Your internal energy is profound, so I won’t be of much help. Let’s get rid of the poison first. Use your *qi* to expel all the poison through the hole in your side.”

Since he couldn’t answer, he had no choice but to trust Lee Hak-lin’s martial arts and begin.

Kwon Joong-won poured *qi* through Lee Hak-lin’s back.

Like watering a parched rice paddy, a tremendous amount of *qi* poured in, and a faint blush crept into Lee Hak-lin’s pale face.

From that moment on, the energy flowing from Lee Hak-lin through Kwon Joong-won’s hand became incredibly fast, and black blood gushed out from the torn wound in his side.

As the black color turned to bright crimson, Kwon Joong-won slowly removed his hand from Lee Hak-lin’s back.

“I’ve confirmed your profound internal energy. I didn’t expect your training to be this deep. Impressive.”

Kwon Joong-won admired Lee Hak-lin and checked on Jo Kwang-yun’s condition.

He still hadn’t regained consciousness.

His mind was complicated.

He could fully heal from a simple stab wound. But the problem was the destroyed *dantian*. If it couldn’t be restored, his life as a martial artist was over.

Fortunately, Jo Kwang-yun wasn’t a martial artist who had dedicated his life to martial arts. If he continued on the path of a merchant as he was now, there would be no problem.

Perhaps Jo Kwang-yun himself wouldn’t take this situation seriously. He would probably think that he didn’t need to learn martial arts if he wasn’t interested in it.

“Is this fate determined by heaven…?”

Kwon Joong-won carefully held Jo Kwang-yun and came outside, worried that something might go wrong.

Judging from the fading sound of swords clashing, the fight seemed to be coming to an end.

Kwon Joong-won shouted towards the manor with a thunderous voice.

“Gu Seung!”

The resounding shout spread to every corner of the manor, and Gu Seung quickly ran over with a few martial artists.

“Grand, Grand Master…?”

Gu Seung couldn’t close his mouth because of Kwon Joong-won’s sudden appearance, and the other martial artists quickly prostrated themselves and bowed.

Gu Seung discovered Jo Kwang-yun, limp like a corpse in the Grand Master’s arms, and let out a scream.

“Lord, Lord!”

“Quiet. He’s not dead, so don’t make a fuss. More importantly, quickly lead the way to a place where he can rest comfortably.”

But Gu Seung couldn’t take a step. He collapsed to his knees on the spot, trembling like an aspen.

“Tsk, tsk. What good is a man who is so weak-kneed?”

Kwon Joong-won clicked his tongue and said to the prostrate Changryong Mun disciples.

“You guys lead the way. And one of you immediately bring a doctor. Don’t forget to bring medicinal herbs that are good for restoring energy.”

“Understood.”

One quick-witted man quickly ran outside, and everyone else scattered except for one. There was still work to be done.

As Kwon Joong-won walked carrying Jo Kwang-yun, he felt that dawn was breaking.

* * *

Kwon Joong-won watched over Jo Kwang-yun until the sun was high in the sky. If his condition seemed to worsen even a little, he would infuse *qi* into him, and he personally poured the decoction prepared by the doctor into his mouth.

Gu Seung, who had regained his senses, was cleaning up the manor and erasing the traces of yesterday.

As the sun was setting again, Lee Hak-lin quietly opened the door and came in, bowing.

“I will never forget the Great Warrior’s grace.”

Kwon Joong-won said without even looking at him.

“Don’t just keep it in mind, repay it.”

“Yes? Ah… Of course. Use me like a cow or a horse whenever you need me.”

Only then did he raise his head and examine Lee Hak-lin’s condition.

“You look fine.”

“It’s thanks to the Great Warrior’s help that I was able to quickly get rid of the poison.”

“Don’t mention it. The energy I lost to you must be over a hundred years’ worth.”

It was a compliment for the depth of his internal energy.

Lee Hak-lin blushed and changed the subject.

“How is that guy?”

“His *dantian* is ruined. It will be difficult to recover.”

“Yes? How could that happen…?”

Lee Hak-lin was sincerely sorry. Wasn’t he a rare person? He wanted to keep an eye on him as he met a great teacher and grew into a late bloomer, but his *dantian* was ruined, so he was finished as a martial artist.

At this time, Kwon Joong-won said something unexpected.

“Would you like to take a look? His internal organs will heal slowly, and other than the ruined *dantian*, there are no major injuries, but for some reason, he can’t wake up.”

“You’ve already checked, Great Warrior, what would I know if I looked?”

“Why are you so talkative when I tell you to look?”

Lee Hak-lin, startled by Kwon Joong-won’s roar, examined Jo Kwang-yun’s pulse by checking his wrist, neck, chest, and even his lower abdomen where he was stabbed.

After taking his hand away, Lee Hak-lin frowned and tilted his head.

“The pulse is weak, but it’s definitely there. He should have woken up by now…”

“And?”

Kwon Joong-won asked, his eyes twinkling.

“Yes?”

“Didn’t you feel anything else?”

“I checked the pulse with the pulse diagnosis…”

“Are you a blockhead?”

“Yes? What do you mean…?”

“Pulse diagnosis is what doctors do. Do you think I can’t read this guy’s pulse, so I told you to look at it?”

Lee Hak-lin realized what he meant at Kwon Joong-won’s roar.

“I’m sorry.”

Lee Hak-lin placed his hand on Jo Kwang-yun’s chest again. He slowly circulated his *qi* to check the energy channels throughout his body.

The more he circulated his *qi*, the stranger Lee Hak-lin’s expression became.

He checked his body condition for a much longer time than before, and then slowly took his hand away.

Lee Hak-lin took a long sigh and opened his mouth.

“Is this why the Great Warrior took this guy in?”

“What did you find out?”

“It’s hard to be sure because his *dantian* is destroyed… but it seems like this guy’s upper *dantian* is completely open. And the mental cultivation technique that Senior taught him isn’t for accumulating *qi*, but for sending *qi* throughout his body.”

Kwon Joong-won clapped his knees.

“How do you think so?”

Lee Hak-lin still had a puzzled expression.

“The *qi* I circulated disappeared in an instant. Ordinary martial artists need a mental cultivation technique to accumulate *qi*, but if someone like him has a completely open upper *dantian*, that process isn’t necessary. It’s a body that martial artists dream of. But…”

“Isn’t it strange? His *dantian* is completely ruined, but his body accepts *qi*. I’m going crazy wondering how this can happen.”

Kwon Joong-won accurately said what Lee Hak-lin wanted to say.

“Senior saw the possibility of this guy’s *dantian* recovering.”

“Yes. But…”

“You need the help of a spiritual medicine. But even that isn’t certain.”

“If it could be done with just a spiritual medicine, I wouldn’t worry. With the money this guy has, he could search all over the Central Plains and sweep up all the spiritual medicines. But for that medicinal energy to work properly, it has to be a spirit pill.”

“A spirit pill…”

Lee Hak-lin quietly closed his mouth. Because it was impossible.

A spirit pill that could completely restore a destroyed *dantian* was held by the Shaolin, Wudang, Mount Hua, and Kunlun sects.

These sects revered spirit pills to the point where even if their sect leader was on the verge of death, they would argue about whether or not to take it.

In this situation, it was impossible for an outsider to take this spirit pill unless they stole it.

Lee Hak-lin stared at Jo Kwang-yun for a long time before opening his mouth.

“Senior. If you need help for this guy’s recovery, don’t hesitate to tell me. If my strength alone is not enough, I will mobilize all the power of the Mookdo Association.”

“Tsk. Is all you can think about even at your age is solving things with power? I thought you had some brains since you even set up a scheme to remove Hyuk Si-mok and take over the Mookdo Association, but as expected… It wasn’t a plan that came out of your head.”

Kwon Joong-won clicked his tongue and waved his hand.

“Go back. You must have a mountain of things to take care of.”

“Is it okay to do that?”

“If it’s not okay? I’m afraid you’ll only cause more trouble because of it. And don’t even think about running to Wudang Mountain to cause an accident to save this guy.”

“I’m not that reckless.”

Lee Hak-lin smiled and bowed his head.

“I’ll visit you once. I’ll give you a proper greeting then.”

After Lee Hak-lin left, Kwon Joong-won stared at Jo Kwang-yun’s pale face for a long time, then seemed to have made up his mind and shouted outside.

“Gu Seung! Gu Seung, are you outside?”

As if he had been waiting, Gu Seung ran over.

“Did you call me? Grand Master.”

“I’m going to take this guy to Huayin County, Shaanxi Province. You need to prepare.”

“Huayin County is Mount Hua…?”

“Yes. Prepare a comfortable carriage and choose the guys to take care of us. And contact Jang Cheon-yang in Gaebong…”

Kwon Joong-won paused for a moment and shook his head.

“No. I don’t think I need Jang Cheon-yang.”

“Grand Master. I will go with you.”

Kwon Joong-won frowned at Gu Seung’s sparkling eyes.

“You idiot. Even if you’re young, use your head before your heart. What can you do if you follow me? You’ll just be running errands. Don’t you have more important things to do?”

Gu Seung lowered his head.

“If Kwang-yun, who you revere like heaven, was fine, what would you be ordered to do now? You have to think about that and act.”

“I’m sorry. I was short-sighted. Please give me a day. I will do my best to ensure that you can depart the morning after tomorrow.”,

“Okay. Make sure there are no problems. And keep your mouth shut. If they find out that this guy has collapsed, some guys might try to do something.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Gu Seung came out and moved busily.

He arranged a carriage and selected swift escorts. He sent letters to the Changryong Mun branches along the route to Mount Hua, instructing them to prepare so that the Grand Master’s party would not be inconvenienced.

He prayed and prayed that Jo Kwang-yun would wake up.

* * *

As soon as the city gates opened, two large carriages pulled by six horses and a dozen mounted escorts were the first to leave the city.

The beggars who had been camping outside the city for three days knew they were Changryong Mun as soon as they saw the carriages and escorts.

“Brother. Jo Kwang-yun is leaving somewhere.”

“Those merchant bastards are always moving around from the crack of dawn.”

One of the beggars, not fully awake, was annoyed.

“But it’s a good thing. Since they’re moving by carriage, they won’t be able to run that fast, right? We can definitely catch up.”

“Oh, this fate. I don’t get enough to eat, but I’m always using my body.”

As the beggars grumbled and adjusted their shoes, one of the escorts ran over like the wind.

“People of the Beggars’ Union. The owner of the carriage would like to see you for a moment.”

The beggars were flustered by the unexpected action, but the oldest one dusted off his butt and stood up.