CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 570 DILIGENT ZERO SKILL

A tall, slender figure stood atop the town’s tallest bell tower, watching everything unfold. His body was wrapped in white bandages, with only his face and hair spared the ordeal.

He was expressionless, with thick dark circles forming around his eyes. His hand, resting on the wall, knocked against the inner wall of the bell tower, each tap coinciding with the soft ticking of the clock’s second hand.

Though winter was fast approaching, he still wore extremely light clothing: a gray-white T-shirt up top and shorts below, paired with straw slippers that were entirely out of season.

From afar, he appeared quite destitute, in stark contrast to Generous Gao Fang who stood in the square.

This person was also one of the disciples under the Curse Sect’s Pope, known as Diligent Zero Skill.

Zero Skill’s fingers continued to knock against the inner wall of the bell tower. After he had tapped the wall four thousand five hundred and ten times, Generous Gao Fang finally concluded his speech in the square and disappeared into his opulent carriage amongst the admiring gazes of the crowd, heading for the luxurious mansion on the outskirts of town.

Zero Skill disappeared as well.

Gao Fang pushed open the door to the mansion with a careless flourish, and a burst of golden light hit him. The walls of the mansion were made of real gold, adorned with all kinds of unique and exquisite works of art, and the interior furnishings were tastefully arranged, grand and impressive.

One could say that the mansion exuded envy-inducing wealth from top to bottom.

"Today, I truly did a good deed! Hahaha!"

Gao Fang’s hearty laughter echoed through the mansion as he strode towards the center of the hall and snapped his fingers. Countless black Ghosts seeped out from the mansion, morphing into the forms they had in life.

The spacious hall instantly became crowded beyond capacity with over five hundred butlers and maids.

Upon seeing Gao Fang, the Ghost butlers and maids collectively bowed their heads to greet their master’s return.

Gao Fang continued to laugh heartily as he walked across a carpet paved with black Spiritual Bodies and arrived at the coffee table for receiving guests. He plopped down onto the sofa with a thud.

With a wave of his hand, a Ghost butler brought over a bottle of fine red wine and poured it elegantly into a tall glass, offering one to him and pushing another to Zero Skill, who had silently appeared on the sofa opposite Gao Fang.

Gao Fang laughed "hahaha" continuously, lifting the wine to his mouth and looking at Zero Skill, who had appeared before him, revealing a mouth full of gold teeth,

"What a rare visitor, I didn’t expect that you’d come from so far to visit!"

"You knew I was here already, so why didn’t you end the speech earlier," Zero Skill didn’t take the wine but complained instead, "You know I’m a person who values time greatly. Don’t delay my work."

"Hahaha, sorry." Gao Fang laughed with a lack of concern. "The refugees were just too enthusiastic, I really couldn’t bear to leave early. What brings you here, anyway?"

"Enough," seeing Gao Fang skillfully divert the conversation, Zero Skill didn’t want to bother with small talk and cut straight to the point, "How much do you know about bishop Tu Jing’s death?"

Gao Fang had the butler refill his glass and shook his head with a smile, "How would I know? Didn’t he seek a direct commission from His Holiness the Pope, swearing that he would retrieve the Abyss Gate even at the cost of his life? What I heard is that he’s completely vanished. Maybe he failed and felt too ashamed to return, so he went off to some place to reflect in seclusion?"

"That’s impossible." Zero Skill stated decisively, "He was chosen by the Demon Lord, and the level of his fanaticism for the Demon Lord is incomparable to that of ordinary Believers. Even in death, he would absolutely want to retrieve the Abyss Gate."

"Then let him be dead! Whoever killed him must be skilled."

Gao Fang said nonchalantly, and once again gulped down the wine-filled glass.

"This is no time for jokes—I’m serious. I have other things to do. Let’s get this done so I can move on to the next place." The tone of Zero Technique was full of urgency, "Didn’t you give one of his subordinates a Spiritual Body before? Is there a way to get some information from that Spiritual Body?"

"That was just a whim of mine. Although spiritual power isn’t rare, very few have truly mastered it. That person’s manipulation of the Spiritual Body has just reached the passing mark..."

Gao Fang spoke with a smile, but before he could finish, Zero Technique cut him off,

"I don’t want to listen to your nonsense—just give me the conclusion."

"You really don’t have a sense of humor, do you? There’s no problem listening to me go on."

Flashing a mouthful of golden teeth, Gao Fang showed no sign of repentance, but when he caught sight of Zero Technique’s grim expression, he immediately changed his tone,

"Seeing how busy you are, I won’t hold you up anymore. Let me tell you, I actually don’t know much. Otherwise, I would have reported it to His Holiness the Pope by now.

The only thing I do know is the approximate location where the Spiritual Body I gave him disappeared.

Aaargh!

No choice now—but if I can find their bones, I can perform the summoning. Maybe then I could get some details from their mouths.

But I really didn’t expect things to develop in this direction.

I remember the report clearly stated that they were just two adventurers with insufficient strength.

Having a bishop bring so many people should have been able to settle things quietly.

But now it’s turned out like this—I’m truly disappointed."

"Don’t speak with such detachment. They have disappeared without a trace, that’s why we need to investigate properly. We must confirm their whereabouts and take back the Abyss Gate from them."

As he spoke, the Killing Intent on Zero Technique’s face grew even heavier,

"Hurry up and tell me where exactly you sensed the disappearance of the Spiritual Body. Only by understanding their situation then can we send suitable personnel. Depending on the circumstances, I will take action myself."

"You’re really diligent. Don’t look at me with those terrifying eyes; you’re scaring me to death." With these words, Gao Fang knocked on the table, and a Ghost maid brought out a map, spreading it on the coffee table. She then drew a circle in an area near the Life Forest, "Here, this is the place."

As soon as he saw the location on the map, Zero Technique’s brows furrowed. The last time they had sensed the presence of the Abyss Gate was also in that place.

But when they sent people to check, they found no bodies—only traces of a fierce fight. They naturally assumed that the final battle hadn’t taken place there, and classified Tu Jing and Kenro as missing.

But now, various signs were pointing back to that location again.

Even if the Spiritual Body was a result of Gao Fang’s whim, the Priest who worships disciples would surely treasure it, never letting the Spiritual Body disappear easily. This meant that they truly encountered something life-threatening at that time and had to use the precious Spiritual Body to defend themselves.

What exactly did they come across?

If someone truly managed to annihilate them without a trace left, it was necessary to conduct a thorough search of the area again.