Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Yamamoto had considered having Retsu Unohana treat him, but after examination, even this most skilled Shinigami was helpless.

Naraku Sora originally planned to exploit Urahara Kisuke to create a set of lungs to replace the lesions.

However, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

After examining him, Kisuke Urahara concluded that Mimihachi's internal organs were entangled in his power, and that they could not be replaced without removing it.

If forcibly removed, Jushiro Ukitake would die within seconds.

This is an unsolvable problem.

In desperation, I had to give up.

Unexpectedly, Hyosube Ichibei, the leader of the Zero Division, would care about this matter.

Whether it was out of good intentions or ulterior motives is no longer important. Since they can't escape from the Spirit King Palace, they might as well heal them first.

Just as Jushiro Ukitake was pondering, a large hand suddenly reached out and unceremoniously pushed him into the Hell of Bones.

Intense pain surged through him like a tidal wave, causing his vision to go black and him to immediately lose consciousness.

Chapter 190 This seat is rightfully yours.

Does this really work?

Looking at the hot spring water that had turned almost black in an instant, Naraku Sora couldn't help but wonder.

Kirinji Tenjiro also muttered to himself, as this was the first time he had ever seen such an exaggerated expulsion reaction.

"Try a few more times, and there shouldn't be any problems."

"The effects of the White Bone Hell are far superior to any kind of return journey."

"This is my masterpiece, the result of my painstaking efforts."

Upon hearing this, Nairoku thought for a few seconds and then:

"Then why haven't we heard of this kind of treatment in Soul Society? Instead, there are more cases of returning to the underworld, and even the Fourth Division's general medical clinic mainly uses medical methods."

Kirinji Tenjiro curled his lip in disdain:

"You don't actually think that making two kinds of hot springs is simple, do you?"

"In addition to some rare medicinal herbs, a powerful Shinigami is also needed to inject spiritual pressure into it, and through a special spiritual energy circuit, fix the effect of the return to the spring water."

"Medicinal herbs, the pressure of the Death God, and mastery of the Return Dao—all three are indispensable."

"The most crucial thing is that the hot spring water needs to be changed regularly, otherwise it will end up like this."

As they were talking, Kirinji Tenjiro came to the edge of the rock wall, reached out and scooped up Jushiro Ukitake who had sunk to the bottom, and then threw him into the Blood Pool Hell with a three-pointer.

The scalding red hot spring water gushed out.

In the White Bone Hell, the originally white hot spring water was completely stained black, like ink.

"All the utility has been squeezed out."

Kirinji Tenjiro frowned, opened a valve to drain all the wastewater, and then began to rebuild without any hesitation.

Naraku Sora was getting sleepy while watching, but Aizen was thoroughly enjoying it.

The former has no return path; recovery relies entirely on super-fast regeneration, boasting both a robust mechanism and impressive numerical values.

Although the latter did not study the Dao much, due to his talent, even if he only spent a little time on it, he was still better than most captains.

However, some details are difficult to discern.

However, Aizen wasn't worried because he knew very well the person's shamelessness and abilities.

"Hey, Tenjiro-senpai, do you have any ideas about making Kirinji's name known throughout Soul Society again?"

Seeing that the other party had finished creating the hot spring, someone shamelessly moved closer.

Kirinji Tenjiro gave Naraku a disgruntled look, showing no embarrassment whatsoever when they were slashing at each other with their swords earlier.

"This is my masterpiece, the culmination of my painstaking efforts. How could I possibly teach it to you so easily—"

Naraku Sora raised an eyebrow. The words sounded familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before.

"You need to pay more!"

"?"

"Of course, it's not money in the literal sense. The Zero Division can't leave the Soul King Palace at will, so wealth is meaningless to us."

Kirinji Tenjiro fished the unconscious Ukitake Jushiro out of the Blood Pool Hell and casually tossed him into the brand-new White Bone Hell:

"But your fighting style suits my taste. However, it's still a little lacking. Once you've gained Yamamoto Shigekuni's approval, we'll have another fight at the Spirit King Palace."

"I'll show you the true power of the Izumi Hot Spring Demon then!"

Seeing Kirinji Tenjiro's unconvinced expression, Naraku Sora couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm afraid that by then, you won't be a match for me."

"Hmph, brat, you have no idea what my true strength is."

"..."

Watching the two start exchanging barbs, Aizen couldn't help but sigh and rub his forehead.

Was his decision to come to the Spirit King Palace really the right one?

After repeatedly immersing and rinsing Jushiro Ukitake several times, the hot spring water in the White Bone Hell gradually stabilized and stopped changing.

Treatment completed.

Next, they taught how to make hot springs, but Naraku Sora wasn't interested at all and simply pushed Aizen away.

Looking at the reserved boy in front of him, Kirinji Tenjiro scratched his head:

"also."

Although they didn't communicate much, judging from his behavior, he seemed to be a very gentle person. It's surprising that such a guy is friends with a brute like Naraku Sora.

It's really puzzling.

……

……

After obtaining Kirinji Tenjiro's consent, Naraku had the divine soldiers take him to the Phoenix Palace.

Because he had other important business to attend to the next day, he visited Nimaiya Oetsu in advance to learn his sword-forging skills first.

Led by the divine weapon, Naraku arrived at a magnificent palace and then pushed open the door to enter.

hum-

The moment the gate opened, countless neon light pillars flashed, illuminating a dazzling array of colors, and dozens of hand-held ceremonial cannons exploded simultaneously, spraying out countless streams of confetti and ribbons.

"Welcome, esteemed guest!"

Amidst the enthusiastic welcome, Naraku Sora finally got a clear view of the scenery before him.

Zanpakuto Paradise!

Low-cut neckline, cinched waist, and droopy collar.

Lazy, dashing, charming...

Their smiles were radiant, their eyes sparkling, every curve of their bodies exuding allure, and every strand of their hair radiating a vibrant energy.

A dazzling array of beautiful women gathered together, showcasing the most captivating scenery.

"Yo! Little brother Naraku, welcome to Phoenix Palace!"

Nimaiya Oetsu descended from the sky, landing precisely in front of Naraku Sora.

"This is a welcome ceremony I've carefully prepared for you, how about it?"

Naraku nodded with a serious expression: "Nothing could be more satisfying than this, but I have a question to ask."

"what?"

"Is there any Zanpakuto souvenir I can take with me?"

Wang Yue of Nimaiya paused for a moment, then revealed his white teeth and squeezed out a word:

"NO!"

"Alright, time is of the essence, we can't waste it on this useless talk, come with me."

With a reluctant Naraku Sora, the two left the palace and came to an open space.

The simple wooden house sits alone on the edge of a cliff, with the endless sea below, its waves crashing against the rock walls.

"Bro, this is actually the real Phoenix Palace."

Nimaiya Wang Yue explained, "That place before was just where I and the Sweethearts lived."

"Come on, see how a Zanpakuto is forged. How much you can learn depends on your skills."

The two descended along the deep, smooth passage until they reached the bottom of the pit.

The waterfalls around the cave surged and roared, splashing water and creating layers of snow-like spray.

"Everyone!!"

"Let's begin!!"

The materialized spiritual pressure suddenly erupted, and Nimaiya Ohetsu's passion burned like flames.

"Show time!"

The moment the words fell, five figures rushed out of the surrounding shadows; they were the guards from before.

The red-haired Meera opened her mouth and spewed out scorching flames at thousands of degrees Celsius, instantly igniting the furnace in front of her.

As the flames erupted, Nimaiya Oetsu officially began forging the sword.

The heavy blow shook the ground, and heat waves surged through the air, causing the temperature inside the cave to rise continuously.

Rather than forging a knife, it's more accurate to think of it as a spectacular performance.

Naraku Sora carefully sensed the changes in the spiritual particles in the air and memorized every movement of Nimaiya Ohetsu.