The Martial God with Psychic Powers

Every time I got tired of the same food every day, Yeon Woo Jin would disappear and appear again, and every time, he would have warm food in his hands.
I thought he had gone out, but he had clearly said from the beginning:

"When the door opens, the formation will break."
So, he hadn’t gone out through the door.
How was this possible?

Did he have some secret exit that I didn’t know about?
I asked out of {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} curiosity.
"Where did you go?"

He smiled and disappeared right in front of me.
Just as I was startled, I felt a tap on my back.
Yeon Woo Jin had moved behind me without me noticing.
I didn’t see him move at all.

But suddenly, why was he showing off his martial arts?
I soon realized it wasn’t martial arts; he had instantaneously shifted to another space.
Is that even possible?

No, wait. Thinking back, he had already made impossible things happen before.
Could he have teleported outside?
Yeon Woo Jin nodded.

Could he really be a god?
I had doubted it, but maybe he truly was a god?
Even though his medical skills were heavenly, instantly healing a broken bone was still an impossible feat.

When lifting objects, he hadn’t used his hands at first, so I thought it was some kind of void manipulation.
No.
But it wasn’t.

He wasn’t using his internal energy to lift objects, but some mysterious force was doing so.
I asked what kind of ability it was.
He said he didn’t really know.

It was a power he had realized at some point, and he just called it "psychic power."
Psychic power.
It was the perfect term.

From then on, Jeok Munyeok truly began to believe Yeon Woo Jin was a god.
He thought a god had descended to earth, lost his memory, and was now awakening his powers.
He imagined that the power of the Mushin Cheonju (Heavenly Martial Sovereign) was given to Yeon Woo Jin to protect him until his powers fully awakened and began to blossom.
"I will spread the greatness of my lord to the world," Jeok Munyeok swore firmly.

Thus, Yeon Woo Jin unknowingly made a devout follower out of Jeok Munyeok.
In fact, this wasn’t just the case for Jeok Munyeok.
It was a phenomenon common to everyone who had trained under Yeon Woo Jin.

Yeon Woo Jin was turning everyone he met into fervent believers.
 
****

At the edge of Mount Wudang.
A young Taoist, wearing the Wudang sect’s headband, was sweating as he wielded a sword.
Clash.

The Seven Star Sword Technique of Wudang was being executed elegantly from the tips of his fingers.
After swinging the sword for a long while, the Taoist eventually lowered his sword with a dark expression.
"If my cultivation improves, will my madness also disappear?"

Sometimes, his body would boil over, and at those times, he couldn’t control his madness.
A strong impulse to destroy everything in the world.
He tried to suppress it, but he always failed.

For that reason, people in the Wudang sect avoided him.
He was always alone.
"Sigh. I hope my master gets better soon. I wonder when the medicine ordered from the Changcheon Guild will arrive."

The reason he came out to practice every day was to wait for the arrival of the Changcheon Guild’s procession.
The one person he could rely on.
He was waiting for the medicine that would heal his master.

That medicine was the famous Yingdan (spiritual elixir).
It was said that anyone on the brink of death would recover and rise again after taking it.
At first, he thought it was just a rumor.

But it really was a famous elixir.
He even heard that there was fierce competition in the Wudang sect to obtain it.
And after hearing that the Wudang sect had purchased it to treat his master, Baek Heo Jin, he came out to wait every day.
The Taoist's name was Myeongcheon.

He was a disciple of Wudang’s prestigious Mingjabei Sect.

And his master, Baek Heo Jin, was known as one of the kindest figures in Wudang.
When his master was healthy, Myeongcheon could control his madness.

His master would always come and calm him down.
But now, no one was there to help him.
It felt as though the world was setting the stage for his madness to break out again.

People looked at him with contempt.
And when they did, he became even angrier and thrashed more wildly.
Later, when his madness subsided, despair would follow.

At this rate, he would be expelled from Wudang sooner or later.
He didn’t want to part with his master.
But if things continued like this, he would inevitably tarnish his master’s reputation.

So, once his master recovered, Myeongcheon planned to leave Wudang on his own.
For now, though, he had to take care of his master, who was bedridden.
"Still not here... Sigh... I guess I’ll go visit my master."

With slumped shoulders, Myeongcheon went back up the mountain to the main temple.
 
****

"My lord, that is Mount Wudang, where the Wudang Sect is located."
"The scenery is truly beautiful."
"There are many famous mountains in the central plains, but this one is among the most renowned."

The surrounding mountains exuded an extraordinary spiritual energy.
As he admired the view, Namgoong Hwan spoke up.
"By the way, are you aware of a peculiar figure in the Wudang Sect?"

"A peculiar figure?"
"Yes. According to rumors, there is a Taoist who has fallen into madness."
"Madness?"

"Yes. He has a violent temper and, unable to control his emotions, runs rampant. Whenever an important guest arrives at the mountain, they make sure that Taoist doesn’t come out."
What a peculiar person.
"I’m not sure if it’s related, but it is also said that his master has recently fallen ill with an unknown disease."

He was curious.
It was the curiosity of a doctor.
People don’t behave like that without a reason.

That meant there was something wrong with his health.
Even more so that his master was sick too.
By the time they had this conversation, they had arrived at the Haegeomchi (Sword Removal Pool).

When they placed their weapons down, the Taoists greeted them, shouting "Wuliang Shoufo" (Infinite Longevity).
"Ah, I didn’t expect the leader to come himself."
"If I’m coming to Wudang, of course, I have to come in person. It’s been a while since I visited, and I haven’t seen the Lord Master in ages, so I came to greet him."

"Haha, you’re most welcome. The Lord Master will be pleased to see you."
"Let’s head up now. I’ll inform the Lord Master of your arrival."
One Taoist went ahead to the main temple, and another started to guide them.

Then, Yeon Woo Jin spoke up.
"I’ve heard there is a patient here. I’d like to meet them first."
The Taoist looked at him and asked,

"Are you a doctor?"
At the Taoist's question, Namgoong Hwan quickly answered,
"Yes. He is called the divine doctor. I’ve gone to great lengths to bring him here, so you must not offend him."

Namgoong Hwan, unable to call him 'my lord,' subtly made it clear that Yeon Woo Jin was a more important person than he was.
To have brought such a divine doctor this far…
The Taoist’s expression softened with gratitude.

"Wuliang Shoufo! Bin Doong, on behalf of Wudang, I thank the leader for coming, and we also thank the esteemed doctor for traveling such a long distance."
"Not at all. Let’s head up quickly. We need to see the patient."
The Taoist nodded and smiled.

"Understood. Please follow me."
Yeon Woo Jin and his companions quickly followed the Taoist as he led the way.
 

****
Myeongcheon was delighted.
Finally, the procession he had been waiting for had arrived.

He saw the Taoists unloading their weapons at Haegeomchi and immediately rushed toward his master, Baek Heo Jin’s room.
He had heard.
Not only the elixir but also a famous doctor from the central plains had come with them.

Myeongcheon felt immense gratitude toward the Changcheon Guild.
They had gone this far to help.

As he excitedly ran, he suddenly stopped.

What if his madness broke out in front of them?
That would be an unforgivable sin against his benefactors.
Myeongcheon paused, looking at the room where his master lay, then turned around.

He hid away in a place where no one could see him.
He was sad that he couldn’t stay by his master’s side, but this was the best choice for now.
"Lord Heavenly Sovereign, please... heal my master..."

He fervently prayed to the god he believed in and slowly walked deeper into the mountain.
 
****

Inside the room where Baek Heo Jin was lying,
Yeon Woo Jin was checking his pulse.
Sitting by his side was Baek Unjin, the Lord Master of Wudang.

Baek Unjin looked at his brother, Baek Heo Jin, with a sorrowful expression.
He had rushed here after hearing that the doctor had arrived to treat his brother.
Entering the room, he saw that Yeon Woo Jin had already begun the examination, so he quietly sat down to avoid disturbing him.

In fact, the two were biological brothers.
They had lost their parents when they were young and started living here. Over the years, one had become the Lord Master, and the other had risen to become an elder.
He couldn’t afford to lose his only sibling, so he had used his position as the Lord Master to obtain the rare Yingdan.

He even personally sent a letter to Namgoong Hwan, the leader of the Changcheon Guild.
He had considered using the Taecheongdan (Supreme Purity Pill), but that was a sacred elixir meant for a true crisis in Wudang, so he had refrained.
He was the Lord Master of Wudang before he was Baek Heo Jin’s older brother.

Still, he had gathered precious medicinal herbs and made his brother take them. He had even invited all the famous doctors from nearby areas to check his brother’s pulse.
But they all shook their heads.
They didn’t know what the illness was.

Could the famous doctor Namgoong Hwan brought really figure out what was wrong with his brother?
He noticed Yeon Woo Jin appeared to be quite young.
He might be in his twenties at best.

For someone his age to be called a renowned doctor, he must truly be a genius.
He was hopeful.
He anxiously waited for the examination to finish.

A short while later.
As Yeon Woo Jin lowered his hand after checking his brother’s pulse, he sighed softly.
Baek Unjin closed his eyes.

So, he didn’t know the illness either.
At that moment, Yeon Woo Jin noticed Baek Unjin.
"Who are you?"

"Ah, I apologize for suddenly arriving while you were in the middle of the examination. I am Baek Un, the Lord Master of Wudang."
"Oh, you’re the Lord Master. My apologies for not greeting you properly."
"No, no. It’s my fault for suddenly coming and surprising you. I should apologize instead."

Baek Unjin cautiously asked,
"Have you figured out what the illness is?"
"Yes."

"You found out?"
He had expected Yeon Woo Jin to say he didn’t know, but surprisingly, he didn’t.
"Yes."

"What... What is it?"
"You are harboring an energy that doesn’t match your body."
What was that supposed to mean?

"That energy is spreading throughout your body, and that’s why this is happening."
"What kind of energy is that?"
"I’m not sure about the exact type. But the energy is excessive, which is causing this illness, so the Yingdan should not be taken. For this patient, any spiritual elixir would be like poison."

"Ah..."
They had been giving him the famous elixir without knowing that.
That had only worsened his condition.

It seemed that it was a mistake to use the elixir without knowing the diagnosis.
"You’ve been taking the powerful herbal tonics while already full of this energy. If you continued taking them, you wouldn’t have been able to handle the excess energy."
"Is there a way to treat it?"

"Yes. We need to gradually remove the energy. If we try to remove it all at once, the energy might go berserk and cause more harm."
Yeon Woo Jin had the ability to remove it all at once, but he felt that doing so might prevent him from uncovering the true cause of the problem.
So, he wanted to take it slow and understand why this was happening.

It was also out of curiosity as a doctor.
"Is treatment possible?"
Baek Unjin asked again, not believing it.

"Yes, it’s treatable."
Baek Unjin quickly approached Yeon Woo Jin, clasped his hands tightly, and earnestly asked,
"Please... I beg of you."

Yeon Woo Jin smiled and nodded.
"I understand. Soon, you’ll meet the Lord Master on his feet, healthy once more."