In other words, even if the cult leader had a sudden burst of power before his death and was incredibly lucky enough to send all the elders away, it would be meaningless.

They were all puppets; none of them were the real thing.

"Alright, it's all done. The last high-ranking member of the Blood Shadow Cult has now been dealt with."

This trip was truly fruitful. The Blood Shadow Cult, while not the most prestigious force, was still quite impressive.

These masters have all become my original manuscripts. By properly digesting them, my strength and my progress on the path of storytelling will reach a new level.

Han Feiyu placed his hand on the cult leader's corpse and activated the power to seize it.

Grab it in one go, and refine it in an instant.

"Crackling..."

Such a large corpse was transformed into another original manuscript book for the storyteller in the blink of an eye.

"I have already taken the most valuable member of the Blood Shadow Cult into my possession. Let's not waste the rest."

The Blood Shadow Sect may have lost some of its high-ranking members, but it still has quite a few disciples at its headquarters.

Han Feiyu always remembered the knowledge that Old Man Han had taught him.

For example, food, wealth, and opportunities are hard-won and must not be wasted.

"Think about it, now that the Blood Shadow Cult's top leadership has been wiped out, if this gets out, many so-called righteous sects in the martial arts world will immediately begin to purge the remaining disciples."

Back then, how miserable must these weak young men have been, facing an attack devoid of martial ethics?

"I'm the best. I'm kind-hearted and can't bear to see them suffer. I immediately sent them down to join the rest of the Blood Shadow Cult."

With this in mind, he manipulated the puppet elders and the newly completed cult leader to appear where the Blood Shadow Cult disciples were.

"Come, become my original manuscript. Although your original lives have died, your existence has been immortalized."

As long as I live, and as long as these original manuscripts are not damaged, you will still remain in this world. Isn't that wonderful?

"Ah... Master... Elders? Why, you... Ughhhhhh..."

These disciples had no idea what was happening; they were just on guard, repairing chains, and slacking off.

Suddenly, those familiar beings, whom they had to respect, unleashed their power and ruthlessly killed them.

The sneak attack, coupled with the skill of the experts, meant that more than half of them died in an instant, as they were initially caught off guard.

Those who remained, once they realized what was happening, lacked the capacity to organize an effective defense and counterattack.

The Blood Shadow Cult's secret escape route was also sealed off by Han Feiyu because of the memories of the elders and the cult leader.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the headquarters of the Blood Shadow Sect, a powerful and influential sect in the martial arts world, fell into complete silence.

Apart from Han Feiyu, there was no one alive here. The thick smell of blood gradually spread, and there were corpses everywhere.

Those people died with their eyes wide open, filled with fear and confusion.

"It's done. Now, only the last step remains."

He took a mop used by the servant disciples for cleaning, dipped it in the blood on the ground, and wrote a line of words at the main gate of the altar.

"The All-Knowing Scholar was here."

"Yes, that's it. Only with this added will it be truly complete."

After collecting the bodies, Han Feiyu left the place. The tragedy was not discovered until the next day when a disciple who had gone out returned.

The third update is finished, and the fourth update is in progress. The author requests prompts for more updates and donations.

The next chapter shouldn't be too far off. Today, the author will also pay attention to the scheduled release date to avoid a repeat of the previous embarrassing situation.