Chapter 421: Nr. 0

The Galaxy had a firm belief in Sage Ran Zui. He was a mortal who went alone before the Headless Assembly.

“Sage Ran Zui’s thoughts are always with us from the Domains!”

“Sage has endless valor!”

“A great man such as him, with a brilliant mind and endless courage, is most fitted to be High Priest!”

“But his trip will most likely cost him. He might never return.”

Jin Xiangyu stood across from Chen Ming in the carriage, “High Priest, if you find anything amiss there I will dispatch Immortal Kings to the rescue!”

Chen Ming prayed, “For the most part, a living man has more uses than a departed. Zhan Tianyang is wise enough to understand this logic.”

Death never even entered his thoughts. It was analogous with them playing politics and mock the other, launching into a full-blown speech as to why you died, then doing you in. And Chen Ming wasn’t one to give them the chance.

He gazed out to see a black city and a Faceless greeting him, “You must be Sage Ran Zui. Follow me, the priest has been waiting for a long time.”

Chen Ming was led to the palace quarter, where the dwellings of priests and venerables were the same.

After all, besides a longer lifespan, they had everything in common.

Chen Ming crossed the large gate and walked before a nine-story tall building. It was a pavilion with a thousand lamps.

Faceless said, “Please go up, Sage. Pries is waiting for you at the top.”

Chen Ming nodded, and from the dozen Faceless, he noticed around, seven were on patrol. Zhan Tianyang’s position isn’t small.

He arrived on the first floor and looked up. Zhan Tianyang must be at the top.

The building had a soundproofing array, making this meeting a secret. Chen Ming wanted to double back and hightail it out of there, but it was no longer necessary. Zhan Tianyang’s set everything up to the last detail.

In regards to running, one hat to look for every nook and cranny, and this nook wasn’t small at all.

Black hair grew on his head and fell on his shoulders. He flicked his hand and the Faceless mask was in his hand. His body shivered and the black attire made by Zhuo Qingyao fell on him. It was black clothing covered by a black robe.

He donned the mask and muttered as he descended. He was at the entrance where he saw two Faceless and waved to one, “Sage Ran Zui wants tea. Go prepare it!”

The man thought it was Zhan Tianyang’s order, and went to accomplish it while cursing all the way, “Damn heart monk, so demanding!”

Chen Ming turned to the other, “How do I address you?”

Asking a Faceless straight up where he came from, wasn’t proper; Chen Ming knew that much. They didn’t do it because they were all uncouth, born without manners, but because any Faceless would consider it a challenge.

We are all Faceless here, killing each other at any chance. What’s your point asking me about my origin?

He glanced at Chen Ming and said, “Nr. 0.”

Chen Ming cracked the fan open and smiled, “I haven’t seen many with this number.”

Nr. 0 said, “I’m the only one. Gave it myself.”

“Oh, so that’s how it is. The weather today is so nice. Look how clear the night sky is, and the sun at its peak. So pleasant. ”

Nr. 0 blanked for a second there, Tonight’s sun hanging high… “I haven’t seen so many talkative Faceless around. What do I call you?”

“Nr. 5.”

He continued, “Pleased to meet you. Oh, I heard roasted duck is famous here, gonna go try it out.”

Nr. 0 said, “Go, I alone am enough.”

Chen Ming smiled, “Thanks, I’ll be leaving.”

He strolled downtown and entered a tavern. It wasn’t long before a crow came out and entered a carriage going through a teleportation array.

The Faceless running the tea errand return and Nr. 0 heard the curses under his breath, “What tea, we’re all immortals here. The hell would you drink tea for? It took me so long to find some tea leaves!”

Nr. 0 looked with doubt at the building, Since when did it have a Faceless?

Nr. 0 stormed inside, raging up and down the building for any trace of Sage.

Zhan Tianyang was still waiting though, his patience never-ending. He was quite eager to know what they’d talk about. He lost once but that wouldn’t guarantee the second time.

A plan fleshed out in his heart, If I can’t beat him, if I can’t win with politics, I’ll just end him!

Nr. 0 found this moment to come from the stairs and look around. No Ran Zui here though. That Nr. 5 was Ran Zui!

This was his territory. If Sage poofed away, he’d be the one taking the blame.

The four Great Immortal Domains had it worse. They were useless in blocking a meager Faceless.

But he was no meager Faceless, was he? He just left some things out.

Nr. 0 laughed, no fear in him at all, “Nr. 5 was it? I’ll remember it.”

Zhan Tianyang asked, “What, Ran Zui isn’t here yet?”

“He won’t come.”

“Why, did you kill him?”

“He vanished from my domain. Even if I haven’t yet, I will soon. Only I can do it. So priest, it’s best if you remain here. You’re my best life charm!”

Zhan Tianyang asked, “What are you going to do?”

He closed his eyes, “I have a blade and you, a task. It is now you guys’ turn to complete my mission. I will give you two hours to kill all Faceless and Inevitables on this star.”

Zhan Tianyang heard the war breaking out beyond the walls. Nr. 0 ignored it as he sat across from him and poured himself some tea, “This plain tea doesn’t match with the strong smell of bloodshed, yet I quite like it.”

Zhan Tianyang felt the reek of blood assaulting his nose as he regarded Nr. 0. He was a Faceless, one that came out of hiding. A monster strong enough to contest a Relentless!