Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 815



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Episode 815. Transaction (3)

When Hanbin placed his hand on Jahan’s back, everyone swallowed dry saliva.

Because the events that followed were clearly visible.

Everyone knew about Hanbin’s mysterious medical technique that could even revive the dead. Of course, it wasn’t medical technique, but the Yongrin Sword Technique’s secret technique of reviving knights.

Cho-ah, who was watching this, turned her head without realizing it and looked at her mother.

He knows that Hanbin’s medical skills are at a level that the criminal cannot imagine, but he also knows that he can only use it once a day.

If we treat Jahan now, Choa’s mother will be next in line.

It was clear that the order would be tomorrow, not today.

Choa looked around.

In fact, everyone here was suffering from a similar illness to Jahan.

This is because the powder from the moonstone mined here was blocking the blood flow.

“One, two, three… … .”

Choa stopped counting.

No matter how you look at it, it was a number that Hanbin couldn’t handle.

Choa unconsciously pursed her lips and grabbed her mother’s sleeve.

It was to get treatment the next day.

Choa wasn’t the only one who thought that way.

Most of the sailors who found their families began lining up behind them to receive treatment.

They were all coughing harshly.

Of course, they acted as carefully as possible so as not to interfere with what Hanbin was doing. As if that wasn’t enough, someone was even holding their breath.

In fact, others lacked faith compared to Choa.

Only a few sailors saw Hanbin cure loneliness and mend his torn veins.

It wasn’t just the sailors from Baek Kyung and the workers from Bukhae who were paying attention to Han Bin right now.

The blacksmiths of the Guwol tribe and the warriors wearing sheep masks were also keeping an eye on them.

Hanbin, who was receiving everyone’s attention, was quietly looking up into space.

Because an unexpected problem arose.

Jahan’s illness was a problem that could be easily fixed by using the Knight Revival.

But Hanbin knew that Jahan wasn’t the only one who was sick.

Because even now, faint coughing sounds could be heard here and there.

Cool.

There was no way that Hanbin, who had the best five senses, would miss this.

For a moment, Hanbin’s worries deepened.

What if you tried to cure everyone here?

If I made a mistake, I might have to stay with them for at least half a year.

In that moment, only the phase and the confrontation with Mansu came to Hanbin’s mind. The key to that confrontation was the energy of Guwolseok and Yongrin.

They were able to defeat him more easily than expected by taking advantage of their two natures repelling each other.

A faint smile spread across Hanbin’s lips as he sorted out the situation.

At first glance, it was a pure smile comparable to the rosy smile of Buddha.

Hanbin carefully breathed Yongrin’s energy into Jahan’s blood vessels.

Shhhhh!

Through Hanbin’s longsword, Yongrin’s energy surged into Jahan’s blood vessels.

In that moment, Jahan’s cough got worse.

“Coolook, ugh.”

Jacheong flinched at the sight of Jahan groaning.

Because it was the first time I saw someone suffering like that while receiving treatment from Hanbin.

Jahan, who had been coughing, finally started spewing black blood.

Ugh.

Jahan’s black blood pooled on the floor.

Jahan, who was suffering, flinched as if trying to run away without realizing it.

But Hanbin’s hand came first.

Hanbin’s left hand subdued Jahan’s blood in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, Jahan had no choice but to sit like a statue.

Most people sympathized with Jahan’s pain, because the blood vessels in Jahan’s temples were writhing like earthworms passing by.

That was when.

Jahan sweated like rain.

But that sweat was also black.

A person who twists his body even when the demon’s blood is subdued.

But Hanbin continued to give energy.

What Hanbin was writing was not a method of revitalizing the knighthood.

I was simply breathing in Yongrin’s energy.

It was clear that Jahan was now addicted to moonstone dust.

So it was natural that the moonstone, which was in opposition to Yongrin’s energy, would come out of his body.

But here’s where the problem arises.

Wouldn’t the moonstone dust stuck to the blood vessels be round?

When a stone is broken, the resulting powder tends to have a rough surface and sharp edges.

It was as if rough salt was scraping the blood vessels and passing through.

Of course, even this could not have been cured if it weren’t for Hanbin.

Since Hanbin had the best sense of martial arts in the world, he was able to inject the right amount of energy and drive in the moonstone dust.

Even if I had Yongrin’s energy, I wouldn’t have even attempted this treatment if it weren’t for Hanbin.

Even if he had tried, there was a high chance that his blood vessel would burst in the middle.

Jahan, who had been coughing, stopped.

The black sweat that used to pour down like rain has also noticeably decreased.

In fact, if it had been someone other than Jahan, he wouldn’t have been in so much pain.

The reason Jahan felt extreme pain was because there was so much moonstone dust accumulated in his body.

Of course, Jahan’s actions of sacrificing himself for others deserve respect. He should have been compensated accordingly.

Jahan, who had stopped coughing, closed his eyes for a moment.

There was a faint energy rippling around Jahan’s mouth.

This was pure Jahan’s internal energy.

In front of everyone, Jahan, who had been perfectly cured, began to sprout internal energy.

There was one reason why such clear energy flowed through his breath.

It was because of the change in blood vessels.

The moonstone dust that had been blocking the blood vessels had come out along with other turbid air.

In short, Jahan’s bloodline could be seen as being like that of a newborn baby.

As a result, his skin also returned to some extent.

In the martial arts world, this type of process is usually called a beolmosesu.

Jahan also knew this.

Jahan, an ordinary warrior from a small village in the North Sea, had not been able to sleep since sending his younger brother to the immortal ship, Baekgyeong.

So when another Baekgyeong ship arrived, Jahan boarded it without any doubt.

The problem arose after that.

I was fooled by their promise to let me meet my younger brother, and when I came here, it turned out to be this very place.

The warriors wearing sheep masks treated Jahan and his friends from Bukhae harshly.

When the workload was reduced, whipping was the norm and starvation was common.

They had to somehow hold on to survive.

There was one reason why they held on.

It was just to see my family.

It was the same with Jahando.

I wanted to see my younger brother, whom I had sent away to Baekgyeong, by any means necessary.

But he realized a few years ago that it was just a dream.

It was right after I saw the sheep captain.

Before I saw him, the warriors wearing sheep masks looked like the sky.

In Jahan’s eyes, they were close to being immortal.

Jahan had hoped that if his younger brother became a god like them, he would naturally come to save him.

But after seeing the sheep captain, Jahan’s hopes disappeared without a trace.

Because he knew that the warriors wearing sheep masks were far from being immortals. They were nothing more than expendable items to the ship owner.

But how could he know about this place and come to save me?

Even if you knew about this place, it would be impossible to save the villagers who had become slaves.

What is even more absurd is that even the ship owner who had been making fun of himself had his position taken away by someone else.

Jahan was now giving up on life.

As he was giving up everything and preparing for death, the immortal his younger brother served appeared.

That wasn’t all.

He cured moonstone addiction, which was said to be impossible, without any problems and even gave me this chance.

Jahan also knew exactly his own condition.

Although he had exerted some force in the North Sea, he had never seen his true energy move so freely.

But now he was able to completely control his own energy.

Of course, the amount of true energy Jahan had in his body was minimal. However, if he could maintain his current body, he would be able to fulfill his dream of becoming a first-class master that he had given up on.

Should we call the one who not only saved our fellow countrymen in the North Sea, but also gave us a chance, a silent person?

Jahan clasped his hands together without realizing it.

“Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!”

Jahan’s eyes were already moist.

Jahan, who had briefly taken his hands off the mat, was about to go to Hanbin when he hesitated.

This was because Hanbin moved to treat someone else.

Jahan found himself lost in the sublime sight of Hanbin.

Several screams similar to Jahan’s screams were heard inside the workshop.

But it was quite different from the scene where Jahan was being treated.

They were clasping their hands together and looking at Hanbin with bright eyes.

In fact, until yesterday, if a scream like this had come out, they would have covered their ears.

Yesterday’s scream was a writhing in despair.

But they all held their hands together with hopeful eyes.

Those who clasped their hands together bowed their heads in a reverent posture.

Their appearance is as if they are praying in front of a sacred Buddha statue.

The Guwol Tribe and the Cheonwi Tribe also took the same stance.

Hanbin, who was treating the workers absentmindedly, tilted his head.

It was because the atmosphere somehow felt different from before.

It was clearly a painful treatment process, but the corners of his mouth were strangely raised.

You’re laughing while screaming?

Hanbin had to doubt their mental state for a moment.

I couldn’t help but say that I lost my mind due to the great pain.

Hanbin was so focused on their treatment that he didn’t see those who had folded their hands toward him.

He continued his treatment silently, completely unaware of the gazes of those around him.

Meanwhile, Cho-ah bit her lip without realizing it.

Because I was worried about Hanbin.

Hanbin, who treated Jahan, also treated Choa’s mother without rest.

I was checking on the status of others now.

Cho-ah vaguely knew how to treat Han-bin.

The way Hanbin used his internal energy to heal was similar to using innate energy.

Use your life force to heal others and have a recovery time of one day.

This was the medical technique of Hanbin that Choa knew.

But now he was using his hands without resting.

Choa muttered to herself without realizing it.

“What am I?”

“I feel like I can give my life now.”

When Ja-cheong answered in a crawling voice, Cho-ah smiled.

“They say that in the past, he didn’t even risk his life.”

“That’s not it. I’m going to dedicate it to the next life.”

After finishing speaking, Ja-cheong clenched his fist.

It was about three hours after Hanbin started treatment.

Black water was pooled all over the floor of the workshop.

Hanbin checked the water on the floor and sighed.

“phew.”

Although Hanbin can freely use Yongrin’s energy, he had to put in a lot of effort to finely control it.

In some ways, you could say that he used his head more than his body.

In reality, there was not a single bit of wisdom left in the Yongrin Sword Technique.

Hanbin wiped a few drops of sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.

At that moment, Choa came running like lightning.

“Sir, please use this handkerchief.”

“If this is not enough, you may use this too, my lord.”

He even held out a handkerchief to volunteer.