Chapter 3
As the Divine Healer said, the entire Wi Family was on high alert, guarding the premises.
It was to prepare for the moment when Wi Yeon-cheon would awaken and begin his training in the Yin-Yang Divine Art.
The Divine Healer, positioned at the centre of this vigilant protection surrounding Wi Yeon-cheon, spoke to him.
“I will show you just once.”
Having used a great amount of energy to awaken Wi Yeon-cheon, the Divine Healer took a deep breath and assumed a cross-legged position.
In front of Wi Yeon-cheon, he crossed his legs and began circulating his energy using the Yin-Yang Divine Art.
This reminded him of the days when he worried that mastering the Yin-Yang Divine Art without having Nine Heavens Divine Qi might cause significant problems.
But the sensation that swept through his entire body instantly shattered all those worries.
A perception from a different dimension, unique to those with Nine Heavens Divine Qi.
The Divine Healer, who had mastered the first stage of the Yin-Yang Divine Art, demonstrated the circulation of qi to Wi Yeon-cheon.
As Wi Yeon-cheon observed the Divine Healer’s energy flow, a small sigh escaped his lips.
‘So this is the energy flow of the Yin-Yang Divine Art.’
Up until now, the only energy circulation he had seen was that of the Profound Star Five Elements Heart Technique, but Wi Yeon-cheon immediately understood.
The Yin-Yang Divine Art was fundamentally different from other internal energy techniques.
‘It’s as if the qi within the body is alive and moving.’
With his qi pathways open up to the upper dantian, Wi Yeon-cheon focused all his attention on memorizing every detail of the Divine Healer’s energy flow.
He engraved this path into his memory, knowing it was his only way to survive, replaying it repeatedly in his mind.
The qi coursing through the Divine Healer’s body moved as if it were alive.
As the energy circulation progressed, the Divine Healer’s clothes rustled gently.
Though his face showed signs of strain, to Wi Yeon-cheon, the only thing visible was the movement of the energy within the Divine Healer’s body.
The only path to his survival.
As he continued to watch the circulation of the Yin-Yang Divine Art, Wi Yeon-cheon’s body, containing Nine Heavens Divine Qi, naturally began to prepare itself to accept the technique.
His body, contracting and relaxing its various qi pathways, was getting ready to fully absorb the Yin-Yang Divine Art.
Despite the unfamiliar sensation, Wi Yeon-cheon did not take his eyes off the Divine Healer.
‘Focus harder. Memorize it all at once.’
How much time had passed like this, he couldn’t tell, but when the Divine Healer finished his cycle of energy, he slowly opened his eyes and asked.
Having learned and demonstrated a martial art that didn’t suit his body, his heart ached, but the Divine Healer maintained a composed expression.
However, he could not hide it from Wi Yeon-cheon, who had a different perspective from others.
In the end, they both spoke with strained voices, trying to keep their composure.
“Did you see it all?”
“Yes, I saw everything.”
“Good. How was it?”
“It looked as if yin and yang were trying to form a Taiji.”
T/n: In English, Taiji or Tai Chi represents the philosophical concept of the “Supreme Ultimate”, symbolizing the balance of opposites (often represented by Yin and Yang) and the foundation of the universe’s duality. It embodies the concept of the harmonious interplay between complementary forces.
Hearing Wi Yeon-cheon’s words, the Divine Healer fell into deep thought for a moment.
After remaining cross-legged for some time, he stood up and spoke.
“It may look like yin and yang are trying to form a Taiji, but the yin and yang in the Yin-Yang Divine Art are not that gentle.”
Wi Yeon-cheon could only tilt his head in confusion at the Divine Healer’s words.
No matter how he looked at it, to his eyes, it seemed as if the qi of yin and yang was blending together, striving to become one.
“It’s better to think of the yin and yang in the Yin-Yang Divine Art as being eager to devour each other.”
“What? Isn’t the ideal state for yin and yang to form a Taiji? Then why not use the energy flow to create the Taiji?”
As Wi Yeon-cheon said, if it were possible to achieve a Taiji by circulating the energy with the Yin-Yang Divine Art, it would have been ideal.
But the true intent behind the Yin-Yang Divine Art as taught by the Sun-Moon Sect was not to achieve harmony.
Their interpretation of yin and yang was merely two dragons chasing each other’s tails, trying to devour one another.
In other words, the Yin-Yang Divine Art of the Sun-Moon Sect sought complete separation, the opposite of the harmony found in the Taiji.
“Yin and yang reveal their true power when they are not in harmony.”
The Divine Healer’s words contradicted everything Wi Yeon-cheon had learned from the Wi Family.
With a sense of curiosity, he nodded and opened the secret manual the Divine Healer had given him.
“Yeon-cheon.”
As Wi Yeon-cheon began reading the preface of the secret manual, the Divine Healer called out to him, halting his actions.
“Take it slow.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Also, I told you that you must reach the third level before you turn fifteen. But don’t worry.”
“What do you mean?”
“The countless elixirs and medicines poured into your body by the Divine Doctor and the Herb Doctor over the years have left residual energy within you.”
Wi Yeon-cheon was aware of this as well.
It was as if the residual energy had blocked some of his qi pathways, leaving him with a sense of heaviness.
Yet even that heaviness felt precious to Wi Yeon-cheon.
The discomfort meant that he could now stand and see the world outside his sickbed.
“That energy will help you reach the third level quickly.”
It seemed that the years spent bedridden were not entirely wasted.
“That’s good to hear.”
“Now, try practicing the Yin-Yang Divine Art yourself. Until you reach the third level, you need to focus on creating your own yin and yang.”
Wi Yeon-cheon nodded slowly and closed his eyes.
Even with his eyes closed, he could clearly sense the movements of the qi within him.
He concentrated on the qi that flowed swiftly through the various pathways.
He expanded his awareness to the pathways he had previously ignored, as they weren’t mentioned in the internal energy manuals.
A warmth he had never felt before began to spread.
At that moment, he heard the Divine Healer’s voice.
“Now, try circulating your energy.”
Following the Divine Healer’s instructions, Wi Yeon-cheon began to circulate his qi using the Yin-Yang Divine Art he had memorized and visualized countless times.
He imagined the two dragons fighting to consume each other as he guided the flow of energy.
Gradually, the direction of the qi’s movement began to change.
As the Divine Healer advised, he focused on creating his own yin and yang.
The warmth of spring, melting everything frozen, became his yang.
The cold of winter, freezing all it touched, became his yin.
Like the changing seasons, the yin and yang began to flow within Wi Yeon-cheon’s body, yearning for life.
The first flow felt awkward, but he quickly adapted, proving that the word “prodigy” was no exaggeration.
Before long, the completely separated yin and yang began to move, resembling the flow of the Divine Healer’s Yin-Yang Divine Art.
‘This isn’t quite right.’
Wi Yeon-cheon, who had initially tried to mimic the Divine Healer’s energy flow, visualized cutting the tails of the yin and yang.
‘For yin and yang to be truly separated, they cannot simply follow each other.’
With this visualization, the completely divided yin and yang began to move in different directions.
The two energies flowed through the maze-like pathways of Wi Yeon-cheon’s body, each following its own course.
Though they moved relentlessly to devour each other, they could not find each other within the labyrinth.
Having achieved the separation of yin and yang, Wi Yeon-cheon slowly opened his eyes.
As he opened his eyes, a bright light and the fragrant scent of spring flowed in.
Feeling this on his skin as he opened his eyes, Wi Yeon-cheon experienced a sensation he had long missed.
“I don’t feel any pain… not at all…”
The pain that had always accompanied him for so long.
The pain of his qi pathways tearing apart and the crushing pain in his upper dantian had vanished.
Wi Yeon-cheon looked at the Divine Healer with astonished eyes, a faint expression of awe appearing on his face. No, it was closer to reverence.
“You truly are a prodigy, just as the world says.”
“N-no, I am not.”
The Divine Healer recalled the letters from the Lord of the Martial Alliance, who rarely praised anyone.
Praise and desperate pleas regarding Wi Yeon-cheon.
Now, he finally understood why the Lord had made such a heartfelt request to him.
“It seems you can now master the Yin-Yang Divine Art without me.”
“Yes, thank you for saving my life.”
Wi Yeon-cheon bowed deeply to the Divine Healer, who had given him the gift of life once more.
“Your gratitude should go to your father, not me. He saved you with the resolve to abandon everything.”
Wi Yeon-cheon didn’t fully understand the Divine Healer’s words, but he did as he was told and left the room to find his father.
***
Wi Jin-gyeol could not clear his mind of countless thoughts.
He had seen for himself the contents of the demonic manuals, and he knew just how ruthless demonic martial arts could be.
“Yin-Yang Divine Art…”
Though he wasn’t entirely sure, Wi Jin-gyeol had believed that the Yin-Yang Divine Art was a secret martial art learned only by the leaders of the Sun-Moon Sect.
That’s why, even when they exterminated the remnants of the Demonic Sect, they never encountered anyone who had mastered the Yin-Yang Divine Art.
All they had found was a book that mentioned the Yin-Yang Divine Art.
Thus, he was deeply concerned about the Yin-Yang Divine Art that his son had to learn.
He worried about what might happen if his son became a demonic cultivator.
The thoughts he had suppressed for so long, after eradicating the Demonic Sect and its dark arts from the martial world, began to resurface.
Paranoid thoughts of a resurrected Demonic Sect sending assassins after his family or killing his son.
But Wi Jin-gyeol himself had planted the seeds of the Demonic Sect once more.
“I cannot face the Lord of the Alliance.”
Images of the alliance members who had died fighting to eradicate the Demonic Sect flashed before his eyes.
Those who had called him Chief Military Officer even in their last moments, pledging their loyalty.
Their faces were ones he could never forget.
“Ha…”
He let out a deep sigh, trying to clear his mind of all the chaotic thoughts when a presence he longed for reached him.
“…Father, I am here.”
The voice of his son, a voice he had yearned to hear endlessly, came from outside the door.
Wi Jin-gyeol immediately sprang to his feet and opened the door.
There was a different energy about him than usual, but that didn’t matter now.
“Are… are you alright?”
“Yes, Father. Unlike before, there is no pain at all.”
Hearing those words from his son, who had lived in constant pain, a smile bloomed on Wi Jin-gyeol’s lips.
“Yes, you have done well. You’ve endured so much.”
With tears welling up, Wi Jin-gyeol tightly embraced Wi Yeon-cheon.
“F-Father?”
“You’ve truly worked hard.”
He remembered his son as a child, always struggling with some ailment.
Back when he thought it was just a minor illness and had given him medicine through the doctors.
He wondered if things might have been different if he had sought out the Divine Healer back then, sparing his son from such pain.
As Wi Jin-gyeol was lost in regret over the past, he noticed the Divine Healer standing behind his son.
“Yeon-cheon, go ahead to the dining hall. Let’s have a meal together after so long.”
“Yes, Father.”
After bowing slightly, Wi Yeon-cheon left, and Wi Jin-gyeol guided the Divine Healer inside.
“To be honest, I never wanted the Yin-Yang Divine Art to be revealed to the world.”
“I understand.”
“But seeing my son, I now feel I made the right choice.”
It was the sight of his long-awaited healthy son.
He felt guilty toward the alliance members he had lost, but Wi Jin-gyeol was still a father.
He was a parent willing to turn his back on the world for his son’s sake.
Deep within, he offered apologies to those who were no longer alive.
Apologies for committing such a mistake for the sake of his own happiness.
Apologies for not regretting those mistakes.
Knowing that no words of forgiveness would come, Wi Jin-gyeol finished offering his endless apologies to those in his memories and raised his head.
“Something feels wrong.”
“I understand. You must be thinking of those you’ve lost.”
It was just as the Divine Healer said.
But seeing his son healthy, Wi Jin-gyeol knew he couldn’t have made any other choice.
He simply began to clear away the chaotic thoughts that filled his mind, one by one.
“It’s just my fault.”
“No, it’s not.”
With a sigh and a bitter laugh, Wi Jin-gyeol managed to push away the remaining chaotic thoughts.
But the words that followed from the Divine Healer brought forth new concerns.
“I’m sorry to say, but if Yeon-cheon doesn’t reach the third level of the Yin-Yang Divine Art before the age of fifteen, he may still die.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Wi Jin-gyeol looked at the Divine Healer with eyes full of shock.
But the Divine Healer shook his head as if to reassure him.
“However, I don’t think you need to worry.”
“Please, explain properly.”
The Divine Healer nodded and answered, seeing Wi Jin-gyeol’s urgency.
“Your son is a prodigy, no, a true genius.”
“A genius…?”
With eyes full of reverence, the Divine Healer—no, the Demonic Doctor—replied.
“Your son has already reached the first stage of the Yin-Yang Divine Art.”
“Is… is that true?”
The Demon Doctor nodded and gave a broad smile to Wi Jin-gyeol.
“Your son, Wi Yeon-cheon, is truly a prodigy gifted by the heavens.”
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