The Divine And Demonic Doctor [EN]: Chapter 352

Divine Physician of the Demonic Realm (352)

He stood there blankly with a flustered expression for a moment.

“Keu-heuk.”

Bum Gye-wi suddenly chuckled.

“What’s with the do-or-die attitude, and what’s with the grand resolution?”

“……!”

Cho Ak-ryang’s face instantly turned red at Bum Gye-wi’s words.

*I won’t leave the Demonic Divine Valley until I’ve perfected my martial arts to the point where I can break through the formation!*

Cho Ak-ryang, who had believed that Dan Ak-seon’s reason for activating the Absolute Formation was to reflect such a will, couldn’t lift his head in embarrassment.

He had been thoroughly mistaken.

To think it was a formation that could be opened and closed so easily from the start…….

Moreover, it was none other than Bum Gye-wi who had fueled that misunderstanding.

He had made a fuss, mentioning the Gwanmun Formation of the Hainan Island that Byeok Hwa-ryeong had entered to overcome her limits.

He spoke of how the island where the Eight Gates of Hell were installed was called Hamgok Island because it was filled with the wails of women who had lost their husbands and children, and how he understood why Tak Yo-sin, who had installed it, was called incomprehensible…….

Of course, Bum Gye-wi had broken through the Eight Gates of Hell with force.

However, for the sake of Byeok Hwa-ryeong, who had suffered greatly inside, he exaggerated its power to the fullest.

Cho Ak-ryang, who had no way of knowing this, naturally had no choice but to misunderstand.

He had assumed that the Absolute Formation, which was roughly made with inspiration from the Gwanmun Formation of the Shaolin, was that powerful, so the Mixed Sky Maze Formation, which he had left behind as his final masterpiece, would naturally be even more amazing.

“A do-or-die attitude?”

Unlike Cho Ak-ryang, who couldn’t hide his embarrassment at Dan Ak-seon’s question, Bum Gye-wi didn’t miss the opportunity he had seized and sneered to his heart’s content.

“Keu-heu-heu. Do you know what Cho said back then?”

“Don’t.”

Despite Cho Ak-ryang’s quiet warning, Bum Gye-wi put on a solemn expression.

Then, he imitated Cho Ak-ryang’s tone.

“No matter how great that Absolute Formation is, Doctor Dan will never bury his bones in this Demonic Divine Valley. I won’t let that happen.”

“Shut up.”

“I don’t want to? And what else did I say? Ah! That’s right! He would sometimes stare at the entrance of the Absolute Formation and mutter like this, ‘If the heavens test my will…….’”

Kwang!

A sudden explosion swallowed Bum Gye-wi’s voice.

“What are you doing?”

Bum Gye-wi, who had blocked Cho Ak-ryang’s attack by crossing his arms, rubbed his tingling wrist and burst into anger.

Intense murderous intent poured out towards Bum Gye-wi.

“I told you to shut up, didn’t I?”

“Oh, you did.”

Bum Gye-wi also glared back with a serious face.

“And I said I didn’t want to.”

“You son of a…!”

Before anyone could stop them, the two men were entangled in a brawl.

Kwakwakwakwang!

With a series of explosions, Han Seol-hwa cast a look of pity at the sight of the two men exchanging chaotic blows.

“Idiots.”

Dan Ak-seon sighed and shook his head.

“It seems like today, the treatment time will be longer than the training time.”

Dan Ak-seon pushed the backs of Sa Mu-sim and Neung So-mil, who were at a loss for words at the sudden situation.

“Hurry up and leave. Before you get caught up in it.”

The two men, who belatedly came to their senses, nodded.

“Then, we’ll see you later.”

“Please take care of yourself until then.”

Leaving behind the commotion, Neung So-mil and Sa Mu-sim somehow managed to escape the Demonic Divine Valley and wore bitter smiles as they looked back at the direction where the explosions were still erupting.

But then.

As if by magic, the explosions suddenly stopped, and silence fell.

“It seems the Valley Lord has reactivated the formation.”

At Sa Mu-sim’s words, Neung So-mil soared into the air.

Sure enough.

A thick fog was once again covering the entrance of the Demonic Divine Valley in the distance.

“Is this why you’ve been operating the Absolute Formation during the training period?”

Sa Mu-sim smiled wryly at Neung So-mil’s words.

After a moment of doing so.

The two men soon used their lightness skills [Qinggong, a technique allowing them to move with incredible speed and agility] to head towards Muwi.

It was a swift movement, unlike anything before, well worth the effort they had put in.

How long had they been running like that?

As Muwi came into view in the distance, Neung So-mil asked.

“Where are you planning to go first, Brother?”

“I have to meet the most difficult person first.”

“Who else is there besides the three people you find difficult to deal with…….”

Neung So-mil, who was questioning with a puzzled face, belatedly realized something and trailed off.

“Now that I think about it…….”

He had forgotten because he had been holed up in the brewery ever since he secluded himself, but there was another monster lurking in Muwi.

It was Ju Gwang-do-gwi, Kang Wi-ryong, the most eccentric and 까다롭다는 괴걸 [kkadarobdaneun goegol – a Korean term for an eccentric genius or master] of the Five Uniques.

“Hoo. It’s always one mountain after another……. Now that I think about it, your fate is quite unfortunate, Brother.”

“What can I do? It’s still better than you, who has to deal with all sorts of people.”

“Then, I’ll see you at the Muwi Hall.”

“Then, take care.”

The two men, who had already entered Muwi, exchanged brief greetings and scattered in different directions.

* * *

Meanwhile, at the same time.

Kang Wi-ryong, who was staying at the brewery, began to look around the liquor warehouse.

The young men who were busily carrying heavy liquor jars belatedly discovered Kang Wi-ryong and became more cautious in their movements.

“Tsk.”

Kang Wi-ryong clicked his tongue briefly, as if dissatisfied.

They were the best of the best among those who had made some liquor, but they still didn’t meet his standards.

Still, what was somewhat satisfactory was the fragrant aroma of liquor that filled the warehouse.

Liquor jars so large that it took two strong men to barely move them.

There were as many as a hundred of them.

The aroma of the peach orchard, which emanated from breaking through the sealed paper, was enough to soothe his troubled mood.

Kang Wi-ryong picked one of them and tore off the sealed paper.

It was the Peach Blossom Scent, which had completed its final aging and was about to be shipped.

Kang Wi-ryong carefully scooped up the liquor and brought it to his mouth, slightly curling up the corners of his lips, careful not to spill a single drop.

As expected, the taste of the liquor was more than satisfactory.

It was the first time he had brewed such a large amount of Peach Blossom Scent, so he was inwardly worried, but it seemed like it was an unnecessary concern.

‘Indeed, money is a scary thing.’

Originally, the Peach Blossom Scent could only be produced in extremely small quantities, even after spending a long time and effort.

Not to mention the selection of ingredients, the manufacturing process itself was so 까다롭다는 괴걸 [kkadarobdaneun goegol – a Korean term for an eccentric genius or master].

However, the Demonic Divine Merchant Guild had solved this by pouring in a huge amount of money.

The Peach Blossom Scent, which was now lined up before his eyes, was also possible thanks to their full support.

No matter how fearless he was, he couldn’t help but acknowledge the greatness of financial power.

It was then.

“Hmm?”

Kang Wi-ryong frowned and glared at the entrance of the warehouse.

This place was a forbidden area where no one was allowed to enter.

However, he felt a strange presence.

Sure enough.

A figure loitering around, glancing around, came into view.

It was a gray-haired old man with sharp eyes and a stubborn mouth.

“This is not a place where just anyone can come and go.”

The old man was delighted at Kang Wi-ryong’s voice, which growled quietly with a warning.

“Oh! Are you the person in charge here?”

Kang Wi-ryong poured out murderous intent at the sight of the old man shamelessly asking back and even stepping into the warehouse.

“Have you lived so long that you’re tired of living? Have you lost your attachment to the world? Or are you senile and can’t even understand the word ‘get lost’?”

Judging from the opponent’s gait and breathing, the opponent was a scholar who had not learned martial arts.

On the other hand, the murderous intent that he, one of the Five Uniques, deliberately revealed was not something that an ordinary old man could handle.

He thought this would be a sufficient warning, but what was this?

The old man in front of him rather burst into hearty laughter and spoke.

“Heo-heo. As I heard, you have quite a prickly personality. I came because I have something to say, so sit down here first.”

“I have nothing to say.”

“Don’t do that and just listen to what I have to say?”

While Kang Wi-ryong was rather flustered by the old man’s nonchalant reply.

The old man unwrapped the silk he had tucked under his arm and shamelessly began to chatter.

“I heard that the liquor you make is the best in the world, so let’s get just one bottle. Of course, I don’t intend to ask for it for free without any shame. Instead, I’ll put this out, so let’s just call it even.”

Kang Wi-ryong snorted inwardly, feeling dumbfounded.

He would refuse even if someone came with a thousand gold coins, but to try to exchange just one roll of silk for the Peach Blossom Scent.

It wasn’t a matter of shame, but this was a matter of having no conscience.

It was then that Kang Wi-ryong, who was approaching the old man with the intention of refusing, stopped.

It was only then that he realized that the silk the old man had unfolded was unusual.

Then, a rumor he had recently heard flashed through his mind.

“So you’re the old man who makes the silk that is presented to the Emperor?”

“Well, that’s how it happened. More than that, can I get just one bottle of liquor with this? There’s a very hateful guy I know, and it just so happens to be his birthday today…….”

Kang Wi-ryong stared intently at the silk.

He had no other knowledge to boast of except for liquor, but the silk in front of him seemed truly extraordinary.

Still, it was a matter of pride to hand over the Peach Blossom Scent, which was like his symbol, for just one roll of silk.

“Go back. I won’t give you liquor for just that.”

Although he refused in an instant, Kang Wi-ryong’s tone towards Yeom Sa-in had softened considerably.

No matter how arrogant he was, he couldn’t help but acknowledge the skill of the opponent who had reached the rank of master craftsman.

“Don’t be so stingy and just give me one bottle. You have so much liquor, are you going to take it all with you when you die?”

“What?”

“He’s a pitiful old man who spent all his good years taking care of me. Well, his personality is terrible, but we’ve still spent decades together, so I’m trying to do him a favor in his old age, so please help me out.”

Yeom Sa-in, who was savoring the rich aroma of liquor that lingered in the warehouse, smacked his lips as if he was disappointed.

“I wish I could drink it myself, but…….”

Then, Yeom Sa-in shook his head.

“I can’t do that. How can I handle that damn nagging?”

It was the Peach Blossom Scent, which made his mouth water just from the aroma.

However, he couldn’t ignore Dan Ak-seon’s strict order to stay away from liquor for a while.

Yeom Sa-in stared intently at the liquor jar containing the Peach Blossom Scent, as if he would just fill his eyes with it to his heart’s content.

Kang Wi-ryong was intrigued by Yeom Sa-in’s appearance.

Just as a master recognizes a master, a drinker recognizes a drinker.

“It seems you have some knowledge of liquor?”

Yeom Sa-in smiled bitterly at Kang Wi-ryong’s question.

“I did until a year ago. But now I’ve quit.”

“Liquor is not something you can quit so easily. Or maybe the liquor you’ve been drinking so far hasn’t been proper liquor.”

Kang Wi-ryong curled up a meaningful smile.

“Okay. I’ll accept it. But there’s a condition.”

“A condition?”

Kang Wi-ryong, who had taken Yeom Sa-in’s silk, handed over a bottle of liquor.

“Let’s make a bet.”

Kang Wi-ryong handed over another bottle of Peach Blossom Scent to the puzzled Yeom Sa-in.

“If the old man gives this liquor to someone else without drinking it, the old man wins. However, if the old man can’t resist the temptation of the Peach Blossom Scent and drinks it, I win.”

Kang Wi-ryong smirked provocatively as Yeom Sa-in frowned.

“What do you think? Since you’ve quit drinking, it seems like a very advantageous bet for you?”

“Does it matter who I give it to?”

“Do as you please. I won’t interfere at all. But…….”

“……?”

“You have to give it away before this liquor aroma completely disappears.”

As soon as those words were finished, Kang Wi-ryong opened the stopper of the liquor bottle.

The aroma of the Peach Blossom Scent spread around in an instant.

Kang Wi-ryong, who had confirmed Yeom Sa-in’s eyes shaking as soon as he encountered it, let out a confident smile.

‘Anyone who has ever drunk liquor can’t resist this.’

It was a good thing since he was bored anyway.

‘Even if I quit everything else, I can’t quit liquor and betting.’

If it was a craftsman with Yeom Sa-in’s skill, he was not lacking as a betting partner.

It was then that Yeom Sa-in grabbed the liquor bottle.

“What happens if I lose?”

“I’ll take back the liquor I gave you at first. Of course, I won’t return the silk you brought either.”

“So you’re just taking my silk?”

Kang Wi-ryong grinned.

“You’ll also lose the favor of the person who has suffered for you for decades.”

There was no better way to lose favor than to give a gift and then take it back.

Yeom Sa-in stared intently at Kang Wi-ryong and suddenly opened his mouth.

“What a terrible hobby.”

“I think the bet itself is fair? The choice is up to you, after all.”

Soon, Yeom Sa-in nodded.

“Okay. I accept the bet.”

Yeom Sa-in divided the two liquor bottles and left the warehouse.

Kang Wi-ryong followed him, keeping a distance from him.

“Then, shall we see?”

Kang Wi-ryong’s eyes sparkled with interest.