The cult leader's inner turmoil at this moment was almost beyond words.

All the words in the world, in the end, can be summed up in just one sentence.

"All-Knowing Scholar, I... you're an immortal!"

He simply couldn't understand what this so-called all-knowing scholar was all about. Was he just bored out of his mind?

These people, these elders of the Blood Shadow Sect who were originally supposed to be loyal, have been turned into traitors by Bai Xiaosheng through some unknown means.

Then, despite having a complete advantage, Bai Xiaosheng didn't immediately surround and kill him; instead, he staged this farce.

He was "lucky" enough to get information about the mole, and then he summoned everyone to catch the mole.

In the end, the story takes a turn, revealing that he, the cult leader, was the only mole.

"Hahaha... Bai Xiaosheng, you're really something else."

Are you an organization or just an individual who has mastered some kind of secret, special path?

Why target our Blood Shadow Cult? Is there some other purpose behind it?

In the end, all he wanted was to resolve some of his doubts, at least to die with a clear understanding.

"What was the purpose? If you absolutely need an answer, then my answer is: it just happened to be on the way."

"Perfect timing. Of the first batch of targets I identified, your Blood Shadow Cult is the closest."

This was the truth. The Blood Shadow Sect was one of his first targets because the first elder to die lived nearby, which is why Han Feiyu targeted them first.

There's no other reason, it's that simple.

Just like that village back then, it was simply unlucky enough to be lost because it was located on the Blood Shadow Cult's escape route.

When someone gains enough power to destroy you, what does it matter to you?

"Just a coincidence?"

Han Feiyu spoke the truth, but this answer was unbearable for the cult leader. It just so happened that he was about to die today?!

"Yes, as for your other question, Bai Xiaosheng is me, I am Bai Xiaosheng."

Not only are the eight elders here knowledgeable, but so are the disciples guarding the gate outside the council hall.

This is a fact, but it did not offer the cult leader any comfort whatsoever; instead, it instilled in him an even deeper sense of fear.

"The elder is a know-it-all, the disciple is a know-it-all, is there any know-it-all here that I don't know?"

"Yes, buddy, yes, you'll soon be a know-it-all! Surprised? Unexpected? Exciting?"

One of Han Feiyu's puppets put its face close to the cult leader's and just stared at him.

"puff……"

The cult leader coughed up blood, he was so angry.

To kill someone and then destroy their spirit? How terrifying.

"All-Knowing Scholar... I... you immortal!"

He repeated his earlier swearing and cursing, and the cult leader lowered his head again.

The light in his eyes was fading; he was gradually losing his last bit of life.

"Creak..."

The door opened, and Han Feiyu walked in, carrying his disciple's original manuscript.

Yes, one of the disciples who was guarding the gate was Han Feiyu in his true form.