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I Cherished And Raised The Leader Of The Evil Cult: Chapter 2


……So, what do we do now?

Choyun touched his own upright forehead. Although he didn’t have a headache, his mind was cluttered, so his hand kept going to his forehead.

In front of Choyun’s eyes, a skinny child with a pale complexion was sleeping soundly. Kneeling neatly, Choyun looked down at the child in silence for a while, then pressed his temples hard and raised his head toward the ceiling. The dust-covered beams of the old inn came into view.

“What am I really supposed to do with this……”

The thoughts he had been mulling over all day finally slipped out of his mouth. Choyun, no, Junghayun was indeed about to go crazy.

To put it simply, Junghayun was not a person of this world. He was a perfectly ordinary person living in 21st-century South Korea, whose hobbies included casually reading genre novels or looking up cute animal pictures.

He had never once wished to be possessed by a character in a martial arts novel seen before going to bed. And especially not in such a time and manner!

Choyun sighed deeply again and gazed at the child. He reached out hesitantly to touch the child’s forehead and then checked the pulse by holding the child’s hand.

He gasped when he found a small, inverted fingernail.

‘Isn’t this incredibly painful? And his hands are in a terrible condition. Wait a minute, his legs are not any better either……’

Because he had been busy comforting the crying child, he hadn’t noticed the injuries. Seeing the soot smeared here and there and the painful thorns embedded, it seemed like the child had been rummaging through debris. Imagining the scenes this small child had witnessed before he arrived, his forehead naturally furrowed in pity.

Choyun soon stood up as if he had made up his mind and put on a bamboo hat. The face covering attached to the hat came down to his knees, completely covering his white hair. Though it looked somewhat suspicious, it was better than attracting unnecessary attention.

Choyun went outside the guest room and called for the inn servant.

“Is there anyone here?”

“Yes, my lord.”

A young inn servant, who had been resting on a chair in the dining area, quickly ran to the room. He tried to say, ‘Excuse me, could you help me?’ but an aged tone came out involuntarily. The unfamiliar tone still didn’t sit well with him. From behind the veil, Choyun spoke in a voice that sent chills down his own spine.

“Bring clothes fitting a seven-year-old child and fill a water container with clean water. Also, I need a brazier. Do you have one that can be used inside the room? If not, I’d like to borrow some fire from the kitchen.”

“We have a brazier. Will the type used in winter be alright, my lord?”

“It will do. I’ll get the brazier myself since it would be a disaster if you got burned bringing it. Just bring the clothes and water to my room.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The servant bowed deeply, pointed out where the braziers were kept, and hurriedly ran off. Choyun glanced at the sleeping child before leaving the room.

In the storage attached to the inn’s rear, there were braziers stacked as many as the number of guest rooms, as the servant had said. Choyun took one out, cleaned it thoroughly with well water, dried it with straw, and loaded it with dry firewood before carrying it back to the room. The brazier, made of various metals, was surprisingly heavy. Choyun was glad he hadn’t made the young servant carry it.

Upon returning to the room, he found the servant placing the clothes and water next to the bed. It was only after Choyun silently set down the brazier that the servant noticed him and spoke in a flustered manner.

“I apologize for entering without permission, my lord. I didn’t want to dirty the clothes by leaving them outside the door……”

“You did well. Thank you. What’s your name?”

“Yes, it’s Ildo.”

“Alright, Ildo. Take a seat for a moment.”

Choyun brought a large medicine chest from the corner of the room and sat next to the bed. He then opened a small drawer in the chest, taking out a thin brush, small paper, ink, and a wooden board.

“Under normal circumstances, I would reward you with money, but my funds are limited. Instead, I will give you something valuable. Ildo, this inn is run by your family, correct?”

“Ye-yes? Yes, that’s correct.”

“So the woman managing the kitchen is your mother?”


The young servant nodded involuntarily in surprise. Choyun looked at him briefly before beginning to move the thin brush smoothly over the paper on the wooden board.

“It looked like she hasn’t stopped working despite being heavily pregnant. Has she been suffering from abdominal pain? Has the baby been kicking strongly, or has she been bleeding?”

“Yes? Sh-she said she has been experiencing both abdominal pain and bleeding. Shall I bring her here?”

“Stay put. Making a pregnant woman climb stairs is not good. I will give you a prescription, so go to the herb store instead of a doctor. If a fever develops, mix swertia herb and zedoary root and use fresh rehmannia…… I’ve written it all down, the herb store will know what to do. If the blood deficiency continues after childbirth, administer it again.”

Choyun wrote down seven herbal ingredients, their quantities, and usage on the paper, dried the ink, and stamped it with a small seal before handing it to the servant. Ildo received the paper with both hands, looking at it with wide, astonished eyes. For an illiterate servant, the contents were unfathomable.

“Are… are you a physician?”

“For now, I’m just a guest causing trouble with the smell of boiling herbs. You can go now.”

“Thank you. Thank you, physician. Please call on me anytime. I will serve you sincerely. Thank you so much.”

The servant, clutching the prescription with both hands, bowed repeatedly before quickly exiting the room. Choyun watched the door for a moment before taking off his bamboo hat.

He then opened the fully packed drawers of the medicine chest and took out the necessary herbs one by one.

“What I need is… ginseng, cinnamon bark, ligusticum, rehmannia, angelica root, white peony root…… Since these are simple herbs, I’ll just handle the emergency treatment first. Do I have any ginger or jujube? Should I get them from the kitchen?”

Choyun washed the herbs thoroughly and lit the fire in the brazier. Watching the flames wrap around and start consuming the dry firewood, he let out a deep sigh for what felt like the umpteenth time.

Yes, this was the problem.

Junghayun was originally a graduate of an education university who knew nothing about pharmacology or medicine. The only reason he was handling ancient Chinese medicinal herbs so proficiently was thanks to the original owner of the body, ‘Choyun.’

“Choyun was versed in all the mountains and rivers of Zhongyuan, the formations of Haedong, the toxic valleys of Nanman, the seas of Dongying, the minerals of Beihai, and the medicine of Tianzhu. There was no herb or poison unknown to him. Many longed ardently for Choyun, but he lived reclusively in the depths of Duangshan, never emerging. People began to refer to him as a Medicinal Immortal.”

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    I Cherished And Raised The Leader Of The Evil Cult

    I Cherished And Raised The Leader Of The Evil Cult

    I Cherished And Raised The Leader Of The Evil Cult, I raised the leader of the Demonic Cult with great care, 마교 교주를 애지중지 키웠다
    Score 7.6
    Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: , , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
    A college graduate transmigrated into Yakseon from the martial arts novel 〈Returning Hero〉. Immediately after transmigrating, the young child he rescued turned out to be the final boss of the original work, the future leader of the evil cult. “I will raise you.” With the thought that he could raise the child better than the evil cult in the original work, which subjected the child to training bordering on child abuse, he boldly started a master-disciple relationship. “I want to rip out all of their throats. Can you raise someone like me?” “Do as you wish. Create the most cruel martial arts in the world, or do whatever you want.” However, words that differ from his intentions keep spilling out of his stern mouth, and his disciples’ eyes roll back at the slightest mistake. He gets helplessly entangled in the glamorous past and behind-the-scenes stories of Yakseon that were not revealed in the original work. “Master, please don’t abandon your disciple.” The vengeful ghost finds a new object of obsession, and the original story begins amidst the already twisted flow.



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