Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 78



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Episode 78 – A Tale of Two Worlds (1)

Upon hearing the news that Dang So-hyang was in danger, Namgung Ye-rin headed straight to the missionary office.

To be exact, she followed Cheongun to the missionary office, but for some reason, Namgung Yerin felt like Cheongun’s movements were restricted because of her.

“I’ll follow you! So don’t worry about me and go first!”

Namgung Yerin urged Cheongun to go first, and Cheongun seemed to hesitate for a moment before nodding slightly.

“Then let’s go first.”

And then, in an instant, Cheongun disappeared from before my eyes.

“Huh······?”

In Namgung Yerin’s blinking eyes, all she could see was a dot disappearing beyond the horizon.

* * *

I was worried about leaving Namgung Yerin alone, but Namgung Yerin was not a woman who could not do anything on her own.

Not only was Akjihak an extraordinary master, but Namgung Yerin was by no means a weak warrior.

I headed to the Seonmu Hall, fully utilizing the body technique and lightness I had learned from Lee Cheol-goe.

It took a day to get out of Hanamseong.

Another day crossing Hubei Province.

And it takes one day to reach Gangseo Province.

In a total of ‘three days’, I was able to reach the missionary office.

As I entered the main gate of the missionary office, the first thing I saw was grandfather Jin-Hyeon Park.

“······Isn’t it luck?”

Grandfather Park Jin-Hyeon’s eyes opened wide as he discovered me.

It seemed like he had no idea that I, who was in Shanxi Province, would come to the missionary office so soon.

Of course, we started from Henan Province, not Shanxi Province, but it was still impossible to cover that distance in three days.

If it weren’t for the body technique I learned from Lee Cheol-goe, this would have been impossible for me too.

It was not for nothing that no one in the celestial world followed Lee Cheol-goe.

Anyway, the first person to greet me was Grandpa Park Jin-hyeon. And Dang So-hyang was nowhere to be seen.

But I didn’t ask firmly where Dang So-hyang was.

This terrible venom that I felt from one side of the missionary office was telling me where she was and what her condition was.

“I tried to do something about it, but······.”

Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon shook his head with a bewildered expression.

Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon was deeply remorseful, but of course it wasn’t his fault.

In the first place, the fact that Dang So-hyang was able to survive until now was thanks to Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon.

“It’s not your fault, old man.”

I briefly comforted Grandpa Park Jin-Hyeon and then turned around to leave.

“······It would be better not to go in.”

Then I heard the voice of Grandfather Park Jin-Hyeon trying to stop me. The expression on Grandfather’s face as he stopped me was not entirely comfortable.

I stood in front of the room overflowing with poison without paying any attention.

And as soon as you open the door.

The smell of death stung my nostrils.

At the center of death lay Dang So-hyang.

Her hair, which seemed to embrace the night sky, had become frizzy and lacked any life.

She, who was as thin as a petal swaying in the wind on a leaf, was withered and twisted like a flower in an early drought.

His pale face, with almost no color left, looked like a dead corpse, and his once sickly air now seemed filled with death.

A haggard person who looks like Dang So-hyang.

Only the thousand poisonous auras blooming in all directions proved that she was Tang So-hyang.

Phew.

A thousand poisonous odors boiled over at once, destroying her life and destroying everything around her as if they hated all living things.

······It was terrible.

If it weren’t for the spirit energy of the Youngbo Pilbeop, I would have been swallowed up by that poisonous energy.

I could immediately see why Grandpa Park Jin-Hyeon had said it would be better not to go in.

“who······?”

Tang So-hyang’s pale eyes opened with difficulty as a rough creaking sound was heard. Fortunately, she still seemed conscious, but only to the extent of appearing conscious.

“Uh, Prince Yun······?”

Soon, Tang So-hyang discovered me and shouted in surprise.

Her eyes, barely open, widened.

I was wondering why I was here when I should be in Shanxi Province, but she quickly guessed the reason and opened her mouth with difficulty.

“I, I asked you not to tell Confucius······.”

Dang So-hyang tried hard to avoid my gaze.

It was a look of fear that I might have neglected important work and rushed over, and at the same time, a look of shame at showing myself such an ugly appearance.

“I was just returning to the mission office.”

“It’s not like that back then······, is it······?”

When Dang So-hyang spoke of that time, it seemed like she was talking about her wedding ceremony with Jo Gye-ak.

That’s when I barged in and ruined her wedding.

Tang So-hyang closed her eyes for a moment as if recalling that time. And I quietly watched Tang So-hyang.

Dang So-hyang was a woman born with a body called the ‘Cheon-dok-ji-che (a body of a thousand poisons)’.

The Thousand Poisons Body, which can handle a thousand poisons, is a ‘natural talent’ in poisoning, but it is also a ‘rare disease’ that causes addiction to a thousand poisons.

So, from the day she was born, Dang So-hyang had to spend her days in pain, fighting against the boiling poison every single day.

Every single day was a continuation of days where I wanted to die, but I held on tenaciously and lived, and so in the last moments of my life, I was only used as a ‘secret weapon’ and ‘poison’ for the Sacheondangmun.

There was no happiness in her life, no joy, no pleasure, no fun, no interest, no fulfillment, no accomplishment, no satisfaction, no excitement.

Even things that others get to enjoy at least once in their lives were luxuries to her.

Even things that others take for granted and cannot be called happiness were not permitted to her.

That kind of girl-.

“The back of Confucius that I saw at that time······was so broad.”

“······.”

“Every moment spent here at the missionary office······was so enjoyable.”

Throughout all of her moments-.

“Life is like a flower path that you walk down backwards······. Only after you’ve walked it, you realize how beautiful it was······.”

For the first time, I was saying that life was ‘beautiful’.

“Your Majesty… I have something I really want to tell you.”

“I’m listening.”

“First of all··· I’m sorry··· and still··· I’m truly grateful······.”

There was no energy in Dang So-hyang’s voice.

Even though she didn’t seem to have the strength to speak, she still looked at me steadfastly and continued speaking.

“Thank you for accepting me instead of throwing me away as a bad woman······”

“······.”

“I sincerely thank you for letting me know what happiness is.”

“······.”

“So, for a woman like me······ I hope you won’t be sad. Because thanks to you, Confucius, I was happy enough··· until the end··· And there are many people in the world··· who are more pitiful than me.”

“······.”

“Your Majesty the Uncanny is the Great King of the Yangtze River and the Great Swordsman of the Fire Dragon…”

“······.”

“So please, do not pity the dead… but pity the living. This is the girl’s… last wish.”

Dang So-hyang was smiling.

Just as it was when I first met you.

“I promise.”

“Thank you so much······. Even until the very end.”

Dang So-hyang smiled bashfully.

And with those words, no more words were heard from Dang So-hyang.

When I gently touched the left side of Dang So-hyang’s neck with my finger, fortunately, her pulse was still beating, even if faintly.

It seemed like he fell asleep because he was tired from talking too much, even though he was already feeling low on energy.

Dang So-hyang slept soundly as if dead.

I have been searching for a way to cure Dang So-hyang for a long time. And the first thing that came to mind was ‘Taishang Laojun’s Xian Dan’.

The immortal elixir of the Supreme Lord Laojun, who instantly restored my innate energy, the body of a Heavenly Being.

It was clear that even Tang So-hyang’s body was poisoned by a thousand toxins and could be cured in an instant.

but.

‘You said that only I can use the items from the celestial world.’

Only ‘I’ could use the items of the celestial world.

From the beginning, communication and exchange between the celestial world and the secular world were impossible. It was only possible through the ‘Jokja’.

So, what Taesang No-gun said exactly was that it was limited to ‘those who can use the functions of a folding chair.’

The martial arts and teachings of the immortals were in the same vein, and this was the reason why I was the only one who could confirm the writings of Damsobang.

Therefore, the teachings of the immortals could not originally be directly transmitted to the secular world.

But it was possible because I ‘learned’ the teachings and passed them on to the secular world.

However, since the ‘things’ of the immortal world, such as the elixir of the Supreme Lord, were passed on as they were, no one but me could use them.

Unless I learned the manufacturing method from Taesang Laojun and made the elixir myself, that method was impossible.

In the end, I couldn’t find a way to save Dang So-hyang.

It was really just a short while ago.

That is, I found one ‘possibility’.

* * *

I left the room, leaving behind Dang So-hyang who was fast asleep, and went straight to find Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon.

Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon was sitting there at first, looking at me with a blank expression, so I approached him and spoke to him.

“Sir, could you tell me more about Lady Dang’s condition?”

“Are you talking about So-hyang’s illness? That’s not difficult, but······”

Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon tilted his head once and continued speaking.

“What are you going to do with that knowledge?”

“I am trying to treat the lady.”

Then, Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon showed an even more suspicious expression.

To be exact, it seemed like he was asking, ‘You?’ But of course, that was understandable, since there was no way I, a medical layman, could treat Dang So-hyang.

“It’s impossible. I don’t know all the medical techniques in the world, but there is no way to save So-hyang. It just doesn’t exist.”

Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon was a member of the Sacheon Dangmun sect in the past.

He was an exceptionally excellent doctor who rose to the position of head of the Yakwangdang (藥王堂) as an outsider from the Sachondangmun (a medical school renowned throughout the world for its medical skills).

A famous doctor who was once called a divine doctor.

It was right to think that when a grandfather said there was no cure, it really meant there was no cure.

In other words, it meant that no one in the world could cure Tang So-hyang.

If it had been possible to treat it in the first place, it would have been treated a long time ago at Sachon Dangmun, a medical clinic with a reputation for its medical skills.

“Even if there are many writers, there is no way they can do anything about So-hyang.”

Chapter 1.

According to legend, Bian Que was known as a doctor who was active during the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors in ancient mythology.

It is said that there is no disease he could not cure, and he left behind many medical books including Pyeonjaksimseo, Hwangjetaeeulsinmyeongron, Osaekmaekjin, and Samse Hospital, which became the foundation for the development of the discipline called ‘medicine’ today.

If Guyaja is called the progenitor of blacksmiths, Pyeonjak can be said to be the progenitor of doctors.

It was not for nothing that the saying, “Even if many doctors come, it cannot be cured” came about because the disease was in a critical condition.

“But shouldn’t we bring him here at least once?”

But I didn’t know until I tried it.

“······?”

Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon just made a face as if to say, “What are you talking about?”

* * *

Fortunately, Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon recorded Dang So-hyang’s illness and condition in detail.

The efforts to somehow cure Dang So-hyang were felt without filtering, and thanks to that, the possibility of curing Dang So-hyang increased.

All I know about Dang So-hyang’s condition is that she has a body full of poison.

No matter how simple it was, it was not easy to find a cure just by knowing that it was a body with a thousand poisons.

I took out the folding screen from my bosom and quickly looked through the list of items.

The chatrooms of the celestial world were not only Taoist chatrooms.

Just as there are the gods of blacksmiths, including those in Buddhism and Confucianism, there were also those called divine doctors.

Originally, I wasn’t supposed to go into their chatroom, but now it didn’t matter.

Last time, my existence was made known to the entire celestial world through the Supreme Council of the celestial world.

Now there was no need to hide my existence any longer.

==【Open chatrooms that are currently open】==

『The Teaching Method of the Buddha’s Body and Body』

『The Tao Te Ching as told directly by the Supreme Lord Laojun』

『Easy and fun learning from Dharma!』

『Questions and Answers from Confucius: What is benevolence?』

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『If you learn from Pian Quan, you too can become one of the three divine doctors of Jian’an』

Fortunately, I was able to quickly find the chatroom I was looking for.

Jian’an Samshinui (Three Divine Physicians of Jian’an).

It was a general term for the three legislators who were active in the Jian’an period: Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, and Dong Feng.

They were doctors who had inherited the medical books left behind by Pyeonjak and had risen to the ranks of true ‘divine doctors’ beyond just excellent doctors.

They also seemed to be gathered together around a pianist, like a Taoist temple.

-Open Chat Room, “If you learn from Pian Que, will you also participate in Jian’an Samshin-ui (建安三神醫)?”

※Yes/No

I felt strangely happy to see the words I had never seen since I first received the folding screen.

At that time, I didn’t know how to enter, but now I lifted my index finger and pressed the letter ‘ga (可)’ repeatedly.

Then the scroll began to move again, and a new phrase suddenly came to mind.

└[Junggyeong (仲景) Jang Junggyeong]

: As the Master repeatedly emphasized, a true divine doctor is one who can cure illness before it occurs.

└[Gun-i (君異) enclosed]

: But how can you cure a disease if it hasn’t even arrived?

└[Yuanhua (元化) Hwa-ta]

: It would be possible if we killed all the things that cause disease.

As soon as I entered the temple, I saw three divine doctors called the Jian’an Three Divine Doctors gathered and discussing.

I don’t know what kind of discussion they were having so fiercely, but as expected, they didn’t seem to know that I had entered the chat room.

I swallowed hard and wrote the words on the scroll.

└[Cheongun]

: excuse me.

Then, suddenly, silence descends.

└[Junggyeong (仲景) Jang Junggyeong]

: ······..Hmm? Who are you?

└[Gun-i (君異) enclosed]

: There was no notification that someone came in?

└[Yuanhua (元化) Hwa-ta]

: There was no notification···?

The three old men in the portrait had puzzled expressions for a moment.

└[Junggyeong (仲景) Jang Junggyeong]

: Ah! I was born with a destiny that went against the grain!

└[Gun-i (君異) enclosed]

: Oh, I only heard it as a rumor, but it’s true?

It was Geon-an Samshin who quickly realized my identity.

└[Yuanhua (元化) Hwa-ta]

: How come you, my lord, are here?

And he didn’t show any sign of being reluctant towards me. Even though I was destined to go against the grain, he didn’t seem to have any particular feelings since my decision was ‘on hold’.

I felt relieved inside and wrote the words on the scroll again.

└[Cheongun]

: It’s nothing else······.

* * *

I wrote down everything that Grandfather Park Jin-hyeon had recorded in detail, without leaving anything out, on a piece of paper.

It was written in such detail that it filled two books, and by the time I finished writing down the last sentence, almost an hour had passed.

└[Junggyeong (仲景) Jang Junggyeong]

: Hmm, you have a talent to freely control a thousand poisons that are inherent in your body, but you end up suffering from addiction to those poisons?

└[Gun-i (君異) enclosed]

: Is it a type of compound preparation with a small dosage but a large effect?

└[Yuanhua (元化) Hwa-ta]

: That can’t be right. You can’t say for sure that it’s a compound preparation just because it has a certain fixed formulation.

······I couldn’t understand a single thing that was being said.

At first glance, it seemed like they were trying to figure out Dang So-hyang’s condition and brainstorming a treatment plan.

The thought of Geon-an Samshin-yi naturally came to mind, but they were unable to find out Tang So-hyang’s treatment method.

└[Yuanhua (元化) Hwa-ta]

: I think I should ask the editor about this.

@Editorial

At Hwa-ta’s call, a brief silence fell over the room.

And after quite some time had passed and there was no sign of the knitting, I was wondering what the problem was.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: There is a cure, and it is not difficult to tell you about it.

Suddenly, the words of the scroll came to mind.

His appearance in the portrait was definitely reminiscent of a magpie, as his name, Pian Que, suggests.

It seemed as if you had read the entire text I wrote above.

It was quite welcome news for me, as I didn’t have the confidence to explain it again.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: But there is one condition.

Unfortunately, it seemed like the editor had no intention of teaching me how to do it.

Well, it was the Taoist immortals of the Taoist temple who were strange, but that was normal.

And given the nature of the celestial world, it seemed like they would demand merit in return.

The only fortunate thing was that I currently had 10,000 years of merit in my possession.

Although it was a merit to purchase the divine sword for the Cheon-dun sword technique······ I was willing to pay.

But what the heck.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: Why? I heard a rumor······ that he can teach the secular world.

The actual phrase that came to mind was something completely different from what I had expected.

It seemed that Pyeonjak also knew that I was teaching the later indexes of the old file room.

It seems that the rumor has spread far and wide in the celestial world, as it is the case with Dharma and Pyeonjak now.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: How can it not work out for us······?

······huh?

I was wondering what the knitting was talking about.

Suddenly, how can it not be for us too?

└[Cheongun]

: Don’t the people of Pyeonjak and Geonan Samsin have no descendants in the secular world?

Other immortals were able to continue the tradition to this day by nurturing descendants through a sect called Gupaeilbang.

But they didn’t.

Of course, there was the Sachon Dangmun, which was renowned for its medical skills, but since it specialized in secret qigong and poison qigong, its medicine developed naturally.

It was not that I learned their medical skills or followed in their footsteps.

Their medical practices were lost for various reasons, and none of them are handed down to this day.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: That’s what I’m saying.

└[Cheongun]

: What do you mean······?

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: Couldn’t you raise our descendants in this world?

└[Junggyeong (仲景) Jang Junggyeong]

: How come we are the only ones without a successor······

└[Gun-i (君異) enclosed]

: I want a disciple. I want a disciple. I want a disciple. I want a disciple. I want a disciple. I want a disciple. I want a disciple.

└[Yuanhua (元化) Hwa-ta]

: I gave the Cheongnangseo (靑囊書), which contained all my medical skills, to the Okri guy, but he burned it because he was afraid······.

In other words, instead of teaching them the cure, the author set a condition that I should train their descendants.

But as I kept listening, I couldn’t even call it a ‘condition’.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: If necessary, I will give you merit! Actually, we helped many people when we were in this world, so I can give you as much merit as you want.

Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Dong Feng, Zhang Zhong Jing.

They are divine doctors and one of the three divine doctors of Jian’an, who have wandered the world in the past, curing countless illnesses and saving countless lives.

However, he did not receive any payment for his treatment. In particular, it is said that ‘Dongbong’ ordered patients with serious illnesses to plant five trees, and patients with mild illnesses to plant one tree as medical expenses.

Later, as many as 100,000 trees were planted, and as time passed, they bore delicious fruit, which was then distributed to people.

I couldn’t even imagine what kind of merit that would be······.

└[Compiled by Divine Doctor]

: We also want to leave behind descendants in this world. So please do this!

······Somehow, it seemed like I had unintentionally gotten another chance to gain the virtue of the celestial world.