I Spent One Night with the Terminally Ill Daughter of the World’s Greatest Warrior

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**Virginity (동정)**

This term refers to someone who has no sexual experience, regardless of gender.

However, the reason why the term usually conjures the image of a male is undoubtedly due to the influence of certain martial arts.

**Child’s Skill (동자공)**

By maintaining a state of virginity, the possessor of this internal skill can condense a powerful yang energy at their dantian.

If you’re a man, you’ll know what happens when this energy builds up.

Eventually, it must be expelled, serving as proof of a healthy manhood.

In the martial world, there is no need to feel ashamed or peculiar about practicing Child’s Skill; it is regarded as a valid martial arts technique.

Child’s Skill is essentially a discipline that allows one to cultivate yang energy through abstinence and avoiding relationships.

Even those who have engaged in such activities before can build their yang energy over a long period of abstinence, with virgins being even more adept at it.

However, if abstinence is suddenly broken, the moment yang energy is released, it will scatter outside the body.

With a single union or even a solitary act of self-release, years’ worth, or even a decade’s worth of accumulated internal energy can be lost entirely.

Thus, practicing Child’s Skill comes with a strong connotation of losing something valuable, and to lose virginity is hardly seen as “gaining” anything.

Of course, one might experience a sense of self-satisfaction from having “done it,” but there probably wouldn’t be many people like me who have never experienced that even once.

If there had been, surely there would have been tales from scholars or legends about it.

To think, after becoming a true man, that all that flows through one would become a “miracle.”

I understood the cause.

But what’s crucial is the influence it brings.

How far will the Mo Yong Family be able to handle this “miracle,” and how will it be utilized?

Just how far can a miracle unfold?

Can it really turn a man into a woman like the legendary transformation arts?

If I sprinkle Extreme Yang Reversal on the dead, will their heart resume beating and bring them back to life?

If I were to spit on the head of someone who has completely lost their hair, will it grow back?

Truly, where does the limit of miracles lie?

“I will conceal this.”

The Sword Saint made his decision.

The Sword Saint’s decision is essentially the decision of the Mo Yong Family, and it is the path I must follow.

“The miracle will be limited to the treatment of Absolute Meridian Sickness and the reversal of aging in women. Just that.”

My body, the miracle instigated by Extreme Yang Reversal.

Let us cease to inquire into how far that miracle can reach.

“It’s already causing a stir across the Central Lands with just the treatment of Absolute Meridian Sickness. Besides, we’ve even encountered the side effect of Reversal of Aging. The influence is immense, even enough to get the Sword Mistress into trouble.”

“Are you suggesting we inform the world that there will be no effects beyond Absolute Meridian Sickness and Reversal of Aging?”

“We don’t even need to announce it; let’s firmly establish that limitation.”

I understand.

“Understood. I will comply.”

There’s no need for us to boast about the effects we achieve.

“Physician Seok, do you know how many women in a condition like Yu Giyeon exist throughout the Central Lands?”

“Are you referring to those above twenty years old afflicted with Absolute Meridian Sickness, who wait for their day to die?”

“Exactly.”

“…I believe there are at least forty or more.”

Of the one hundred and eight women officially recognized, more than forty are still alive past the age of twenty.

The rest are all below twenty years old.

Those suffering from Absolute Meridian Sickness range from as young as seven to as old as thirty-five.

“Those over twenty aren’t entirely afflicted with the illness, but rather, they have lesser forms of blocked meridians. Thanks to that, they can live until forty.”

“Right. Such women will gradually seek out the Mo Yong Family. You will need to ‘persuade’ them.”

“Persuade?”

“Yes. To know contentment. Yu Giyeon was a very unique case, and you must brainwash them into thinking that Extreme Yang Reversal only works for Absolute Meridian Sickness.”

“Brainwash, you say?”

“If.”

The Sword Saint mimicked cutting off his own arm.

“If a patient with Absolute Meridian Sickness were to appear without one of their arms, and they grew it back after receiving Extreme Yang Reversal, how would you handle that?”

“…….”

A one-armed patient with Absolute Meridian Sickness.

Not only would they be cured, but they would regain their arm too?

That would also be a miracle.

“You have a sense of how absurd such a miracle could sound, don’t you? So yes, perhaps a miracle might occur. Maybe….”

The Sword Saint pointed to the ground.

“Even the dead might come back to life. As long as it hasn’t been long since their passing, or if their heart hasn’t dried and the blood hasn’t congealed in their head.”

“I understand your meaning. You are advising against unnecessary experimentation.”

“Correct.”

The Sword Saint pointed to my head.

“You are skilled in medicine, and you enjoy researching and analyzing phenomena.”

“…….”

“While accumulating knowledge is indeed a good thing, sometimes knowing too much can turn into poison.”

The Sword Saint squeezed his eyes shut as he continued.

“…Like I do now.”

“That.”

“I will place the First Sword and Second Sword in the Medical Hall and here in the Sanctuary.”

Two swords forged with powerful energy floated behind the Sword Saint.

“Every action you and my daughter take will be directly conveyed to me in the presence of the energy of these swords.”

It would be a bit embarrassing to ask how that’s possible.

One: A supreme master capable of perceiving everything happening within the domain.

Two: Resurrecting the dead.

…The latter has yet to be confirmed and is probably not feasible, but it’s clear which of the two is the more “inconceivable” event.

“…I won’t touch the interior of the Sanctuary or your personal room in the Medical Hall.”

The Sword Saint’s voice trembled slightly.

“Keep this in mind. My gaze reaches everywhere except those places, and my ears are always open.”

“I will remember. But-”

“Could my daughter really make a move on you, knowing that I am clearly watching and listening?”

“…….”

“Make sure to convey this to her: I will be watching over everything outside her personal space in the Sanctuary and the Medical Hall. If there’s any misconduct….”

The Sword Saint’s eyes widened fiercely as he threatened me.

“…I won’t say more.”

* * *

Once I returned to the Medical Hall from the Sanctuary.

“Did Father actually say that?”

“Yes.”

I relayed the entire conversation I had with the Sword Saint to Mo Yongseol.

“Well.”

“Why do you say that, my lady?”

“If I were to fondle and kiss the Physician, what could my father do?”

“…….”

Somehow, I expected this response, so I withheld my words in front of the Sword Saint.

He probably anticipated some of the conversation as well.

He knows what kind of personality his daughter has.

“He’s advising you to be cautious. There are suggestions that excessive displays of affection may appear unseemly.”

“Whose daughter are we talking about here?”

Mo Yongseol puffed out her cheeks, showing her displeasure.

“The one who kissed her mother in front of all after winning the Dragon and Phoenix Conference.”

Well.

It was common knowledge that Sword Saint Mo Yongcheon became a ‘legend’ in various respects regarding romantic affairs when he was young.

The story Mo Yongseol talked about is the most representative anecdote that’s public enough to mention.

“My father and mother set sail on a ferry on the Yangtze River under the cover of night—”

“For the sake of the Sword Saint’s honor, let’s leave it at that.”

What is known by some is also unknown by many.

“I’d rather we discuss something else. After all, this is my room, and it would allow for a more intimate conversation since the Sword Saint can’t hear us here.”

“Ah, just a moment.”

Mo Yongseol turned to a mirror and checked her appearance a couple of times.

“I’m ready, Physician.”

“…Hmm.”

While it’s clear what she is thinking, it’s unfortunately not the right time for that now.

“My lady.”

“Yes, Physician. How should I, this time—”

“The Sword Saint said that my ‘miracle’ causes the wishes of those who absorb the energy from my body to come true.”

“…….”

Mo Yongseol, who was about to approach me, froze in place.

“The Yu Giyeon from the Purple Sword Gate was cured of Absolute Meridian Sickness. That was because she wished for her Absolute Meridian Sickness to disappear.”

“Physician.”

“When the Sword Mistress once again underwent Reversal of Aging, it was because she genuinely wanted to return to the young body of twenty. She also wanted to be in a body capable of bearing children.”

“Physician?”

As Mo Yongseol moved closer to me, she sat down across from me and peered intently.

“What was it that you truly wished for back then?”

“Umm.”

Mo Yongseol caressed my face before burying me in her embrace.

“Physician, you must be very tired, right?”

“…….”

It’s a trap.

I know it’s a trap, but there’s no way to resist it.

“You are a clever person, Physician. In truth, I only realized this after the Sword Mistress underwent Reversal of Aging….”

“My lady.”

“Ah?!”

As soon as I placed my hand on Mo Yongseol’s waist, she jumped back in surprise.

“W-what if you speak while exhaling your breath there…!”

“Do you think I would leave if you recovered completely and abandon all the other women?”

“That’s….”

“Did you think I would be responsible for your care while continuing to stay here because you are not completely healed?”

“…….”

Mo Yongseol rested her hand on my shoulder and remained silent for a moment.

“My lady.”

“…Is it really not possible to expect such a miracle?”

Mo Yongseol stroked my head, her grip tightening slightly.

“The miracle of you thinking solely of me, loving me without holding any thoughts for others.”

“My lady.”

“Why… can’t that be so?”

“It cannot.”

“……!!”

Mo Yongseol suddenly stiffened in surprise.

“It can’t happen again since it has already come to pass.”

She bit her lower lip.

“…That was wrong.”

“The one at fault is over here.”

Crack.

“Ow?!”

“Did you desire only ‘treatment’ instead of being ‘cured,’ fearing I would leave?”

“…….”

The difference between Mo Yongseol and Yu Giyeon.

Treatment and complete healing.

Both were suffering from Absolute Meridian Sickness, but the degree of their expectations differed.

In fact, someone who had suffered even more painfully under blocked meridians wanted their Absolute Meridian Sickness to continue, albeit extremely mildly.

“Don’t do that.”

“Physician.”

“If you promise, I will grant the wish that you desire.”

“……Really?”

Mo Yongseol let out a deep sigh.

“I’ll trust you. As I always have.”

“Thank you. …But why would it hurt for someone like me to grasp hold of you?”

“Hehe….”

As I pulled Mo Yongseol’s cheek, she beamed at me, tossing her arm over my shoulder.

“…I really can believe in this, right?”

“Of course. If you are concerned, I will brainwash myself that way.”

While locking eyes with Mo Yongseol, I entwined my pinky finger with hers as she tried to grasp my hand.

“My miracle can only be unleashed after sharing love with you. It is only with you that I can become a vessel capable of unleashing miracles.”

“……I truly wish that would come to pass.”

“Who knows? Maybe it will. So….”

I wrapped my arms around Mo Yongseol’s waist and lifted myself from the chair—

“…My lady?”

Creeeeak.

Mo Yongseol’s legs coiled around the back of the chair.

“Are you heading to the bedroom?”

“No, well…”

“I’m perfectly fine with this….”

“…….”

With the pinnacle of a high female martial artist pressing down on me, how could a mere physician escape?

I quietly buried my face in Mo Yongseol’s embrace.

* * *

Sword Mistress Geum Jeomri, or now Sword Maiden Geum Serin, moved her feet quietly so that no one could hear.

It is something that must be conveyed.

The vile behavior of a certain father and daughter taking place beneath the Medical Hall right now.

—Kidnapping…

—…Abduction…

Since the Sword Saint’s blade is here, he must know the situation, but there was someone he wanted to discuss this with first.

However.

“……!!”

In front of a certain room on the third floor of the Medical Hall.

One blue, powerful sword leaned against the wall.

That sword resembled a fabric sword that appeared to be sagging against the wall.

“What on earth—”

Thump, the sound of “vibration” resonated.

“……Oh, hoho.”

The Sword Mistress—

“Ah!”

She quickly gathered her expression, suppressing the laughter that almost escaped her.

“…There is no more important matter than this, so I suppose I can see you after it’s all done.”

Taking a glance at the nameplate written in front of Physician Seok’s personal room, she turned away.

Treating.

“…Becoming a master at the level of Hyun Kyung can sometimes be a truly sorrowful affair.”

Once one reaches the level of a true master, the outer walls of the buildings seem like nothing.

All they can do is ignore it, pretending nothing is happening.

“By the way, goodness.”

Sword Maiden Geum Serin flushed as she felt the vibrations traveling through the floor.

“How is it possible that the pinnacle of a female martial artist is sticking so closely to someone who hasn’t even grasped martial arts properly… My, how the young people these days….”

Swallow.

“…Ahem, today it seems everyone does such things. Yes. Ahem. New generation, new women. That’s how it is. Ahem.”

Geum Serin’s knowledge grew.