Chapter 1
The seven families that dominate the martial world are known as the Seven Great Families.
Among them, the Wi Family is considered one of the martial world’s strategists, alongside the Jegal Family and the Sama Family.
The head of the Wi Family, Wi Jin-gyeol, is the current Chief Military Officer of the Martial Alliance, known for eradicating the remnants of the Demonic Sect from the martial world.
Wi Yeon-cheon, who was to be born as the eldest son and sole heir of the Wi Family, received much attention and anticipation even before his birth.
“He will certainly be a bright child, just like you, Chief Military Officer.”
“Thank you for saying so, Lord Leader.”
Wi Jin-gyeol can never forget that day.
The day his only son, Wi Yeon-cheon, came into the world.
On that day when Wi Jin-gyeol first met Wi Yeon-cheon, he felt like he had the whole world.
Wi Yeon-cheon had an impeccable appearance from the moment he was born.
He was so beautiful that it would not have been an exaggeration to call him a girl.
It was as if he had undergone a transformation in the womb, with a nearly perfect body.
He had the aura of a child sent by the heavens.
Because of this, everyone in the Wi Family cheered, claiming he would become the greatest strategist in the history of the martial world.
Wi Jin-gyeol, who had seen many strategists during his time as the Chief Military Officer of the Martial Alliance, also nodded with a bright smile at his family’s words.
But contrary to everyone’s expectations, Wi Yeon-cheon displayed exceptional martial talent.
“L-Lord, the young master has already mastered the ‘The Profound and Subtle Sword Technique’.”
“Haha… Even in the Alliance, I’ve never seen such a prodigy.”
Before he even turned ten, Wi Yeon-cheon mastered the the Profound and Subtle Sword Technique, the sword art of the Wi Family.
Some among the Wi Family, known for being strategists in the martial world, were displeased by this, but what did it matter?
Wi Jin-gyeol, the head of the Wi Family and Wi Yeon-cheon’s father, was immensely proud of his son.
“Lord Leader, did you know?”
“Hm? Is it about Yeon-cheon again?”
Wi Jin-gyeol, who took endless pride in his son, always talked about Wi Yeon-cheon.
For years, Wi Jin-gyeol spoke of nothing but his son, and the Lord of the Martial Alliance listened to every word without complaint.
“My son has already mastered the family’s sword technique.”
“What? Is that true? A child not even ten years old mastered a sword technique? He is truly an unparalleled prodigy.”
The Lord of the Martial Alliance could never forget the sight of Wi Jin-gyeol that day, smiling brightly while boasting about his son.
For after that day, Wi Jin-gyeol would never again smile while speaking of his son.
“How is the Chief Military Officer’s condition?”
“He has already designated the next Chief Military Officer.”
“I see. It must be painful for him to think of what happened to his beloved son…”
Unlike other families, the Wi Family taught strategy until their children turned eleven.
It was an unspoken rule to begin teaching internal energy techniques only after the age of twelve.
But because Wi Yeon-cheon possessed martial talent beyond expectations, the members of the Wi Family hoped to teach him the internal energy technique called Profound Star Five Elements Heart Technique.
Wi Jin-gyeol, the head of the family, also responded positively to this idea.
Thus, when Wi Yeon-cheon turned ten, he began learning the Profound Star Five Elements Heart Technique.
However, the Profound Star Five Elements Heart Technique led Wi Yeon-cheon toward death.
Starting from the day he used the technique to circulate his Qi and strengthen his dantian, Wi Yeon-cheon suddenly began to faint.
This was something no one could have predicted.
The Wi Family, who prioritized strategy over martial arts, had minimized the profound verses to ensure there would be no risk of Qi deviation.
Yet, as the days went by, Wi Yeon-cheon fainted more frequently, and a year later, he began to cough up blood.
“His Qi and Blood are not twisted. It’s not a case of Qi deviation.”
“Then what kind of illness is this?”
“I-I’m sorry, sir.”
None of the doctors could find the cause of his symptoms, and this began to shake the very foundations of the Wi Family.
The first to crumble among the Wi Family was none other than Wi Yeon-cheon’s father.
Wi Jin-gyeol, the head of the Wi Family and the Chief Military Officer of the Martial Alliance.
The collapse of Wi Jin-gyeol was also a great crisis for the Martial Alliance.
Thus, the Lord of the Martial Alliance sent letters to the Divine Doctor and the Herb Doctor, requesting their aid in diagnosing Wi Yeon-cheon.
“Chief Military Officer, we have come swiftly at the Lord’s request.”
“Let us examine your son right away.”
The Divine Doctor and Herb Doctor, revered as the best healers in the martial world.
Some believed that with their arrival at the Wi Family, Wi Yeon-cheon’s condition would improve.
Wi Jin-gyeol prayed that those beliefs would prove true as he awaited the doctors’ diagnosis.
But it seemed that Wi Yeon-cheon’s fate was to defy expectations, for the words that came from the two doctors’ mouths were nothing short of shocking.
“Chief Military Officer, your son will not live long.”
“W-What do you mean by that?”
It felt as though the sky was collapsing.
Wi Jin-gyeol could not believe the words spoken by the two doctors, who were said to be the pinnacle of medical and herbal arts.
They were saying that Wi Yeon-cheon, his son, did not have much time left to live.
As a father, it was unbearable to hear such words.
“It’s a case of Open Vein Syndrome.”
Open Vein Syndrome, unlike Severed Vein Syndrome where qi pathways are blocked, refers to a state where more qi pathways are opened.
Having more open pathways than others can be advantageous for a martial artist, but excess is as harmful as deficiency.
Excessively open pathways can exhaust the innate energy one is born with, leading to death.
“Your son has all the pathways that could open, those that shouldn’t open, and even those that shouldn’t exist. It’s hard to believe they belong to a human.”
“He likely won’t live past the age of 15.”
“…Only until the age of fifteen.”
According to the words of the Divine Doctor and the Herb Doctor, Wi Yeon-cheon, who had lived for eleven years, had only four years left.
“Of course, we will do our best. But it would be wise to prepare yourself mentally.”
After that day, those who saw Wi Jin-gyeol’s expression could not bring themselves to offer him any words of comfort.
The Divine Doctor and the Herb Doctor also focused solely on treating Wi Yeon-cheon.
The Divine Doctor tried his best to prevent Wi Yeon-cheon’s innate energy from scattering through his qi pathways.
The Herb Doctor tried to infuse his energy into Wi Yeon-cheon’s innate energy to sustain him.
For three years, countless needles from the Divine Doctor and the medicines from the Herb Doctor coursed through Wi Yeon-cheon’s body.
And then, a glimmer of hope reached the Wi Family once more.
An elderly man with white hair and a long white beard, a testament to his long life, arrived at the gates of the Wi Family.
He confirmed the plaque of the Wi Family with his wrinkled eyes and then stepped inside the main gate.
“The Divine Healer has arrived.”
At the desperate request of the Lord of the Martial Alliance, the Divine Healer made his way to the Wi Family.
Since the Divine Healer had eradicated the remnants of the Demonic Sect with the Martial Alliance, he had never shown himself again.
That the Divine Healer had come to diagnose Wi Yeon-cheon was proof of the Lord of the Martial Alliance’s desperate plea.
However, the state of Wi Jin-gyeol, who welcomed the Divine Healer, was far from well.
“Lord, it seems you haven’t been sleeping.”
“How could I sleep when my son is shedding tears of blood?”
As Wi Jin-gyeol said, Wi Yeon-cheon’s condition was worsening rather than improving.
When he turned thirteen, Wi Yeon-cheon spent nearly all his days lying in bed, with red streaks flowing from his closed eyes.
Thin lines of blood trickled down his cheeks.
After witnessing this, Wi Jin-gyeol had not had a proper night’s sleep since.
Recalling the letters from the Divine Doctor and Herb Doctor that described Wi Yeon-cheon’s condition, the Divine Healer merely patted Wi Jin-gyeol’s shoulder.
“Let me see Yeon-cheon first.”
As he entered the room where Wi Yeon-cheon lay, the Divine Healer’s nose was filled with the rich scents of herbal medicines.
The room was thick with the fragrance of rare herbs, known to be precious in the martial world.
Marks remained on Wi Yeon-cheon’s body from the many treatments he had received while bedridden.
It was clear to the Divine Healer that the Divine Doctor and the Herb Doctor had made every effort.
“You have tried very hard.”
The Divine Healer placed his fingers on the wrist of Wi Yeon-cheon, who lay in bed, weeping blood.
Contrary to his frail state, his pulse raced wildly.
It was as if his pulse was beating as fast as someone who had just run several miles without rest.
“Open Vein Syndrome, is it?”
The Divine Healer’s eyes began to change as he checked Wi Yeon-cheon’s pulse.
His eyes glowed as though he had discovered something he had been searching for.
With that changed gaze, the Divine Healer examined every inch of Wi Yeon-cheon’s body.
The more he checked, the more a small light began to fill the Divine Healer’s eyes.
Finally, he brushed away the red streak flowing down Wi Yeon-cheon’s cheek and closed his eyes.
The Divine Healer felt the thickness and texture of the blood and then opened his eyes with certainty.
“I’ve found it…!”
With eyes full of joy, he stood up and looked down at Wi Yeon-cheon, who lay on the bed.
“Nine Heavens Divine Qi…”
***
After completing Wi Yeon-cheon’s diagnosis, the Divine Healer headed to the Family Head Hall, where Wi Jin-gyeol waited.
The Divine Healer, with an expression opposite to that of the lifeless-faced Wi Jin-gyeol, approached him.
Noticing the change in the Divine Healer’s expression, a glimmer of light returned to Wi Jin-gyeol’s once deadened eyes.
“Lord, what did the Divine Doctor and Herb Doctor say?”
“They said it was merely Open Vein Syndrome and that he wouldn’t live past the age of fifteen.”
“Jihak (age of fifteen)… Well, that’s not entirely incorrect.”
Just as Wi Jin-gyeol’s eyes began to lose hope again, the Divine Healer’s next words stopped him.
“It’s not just Open Vein Syndrome. It is something called Nine Heavens Divine Qi.”
“Nine Heavens Divine Qi? I’ve never heard of it.”
Wi Yeon-cheon’s condition, which the Divine Doctor and Herb Doctor had described as mere Open Vein Syndrome.
But the Divine Healer began to explain in more detail.
“Nine Heavens Divine Qi is like a gift from the heavenly gods.”
“A gift, you say?”
“Yes, a gift. It is a kind of energy and qi pathways that could not possibly belong to a human. It’s just that a mere human body cannot handle it.”
“Does that mean… that there is no way to save Yeon-cheon?”
Wi Jin-gyeol barely managed to open his trembling lips.
“There is a way.”
The Divine Healer’s answer was the one Wi Jin-gyeol had been waiting for all these years.
A way to save his son.
After exhausting the family’s immense wealth and using all his connections, he finally had a way to save his son’s life.
Tears that Wi Jin-gyeol had held back for years flowed from his eyes.
“Is that true?”
Tears flowed from Wi Jin-gyeol’s once lifeless eyes as a new light returned to them.
Watching Wi Jin-gyeol’s revived gaze, the Divine Healer slowly nodded.
“Why would I lie?”
As the Divine Healer spoke, memories of his son flashed through Wi Jin-gyeol’s mind like a reel.
“Please, tell me the way.”
However, the Divine Healer’s response was not what Wi Jin-gyeol expected.
“You may have to deny everything you’ve built up until now.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“You might regret hearing the way.”
Wi Jin-gyeol couldn’t understand the Divine Healer’s words at all.
A way to save his son that he had spent years searching for.
Why would he regret hearing a way to save his son?
“There is no way I’ll regret it.”
“Then you must keep your word.”
Seeing the determination in Wi Jin-gyeol’s eyes, the Divine Healer finally spoke.
“There is only one way to save your son, the Grand Prince of the Wi Family.”
After a brief pause, the Divine Healer took a deep breath and finished his sentence.
“That way is the Yin-Yang Divine Art.”
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