Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

Of course, the bad woman is definitely innocent.

She had been staying in the Soul Society and had little chance to go to the Soul King's Palace.

Therefore, the culprit must be that guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes!

Hyobu Ichibei avoided meeting them, Nimaiya Oetsu had memorized all of his forging techniques, and Kirinji Tenjiro had handed over the hot spring recipe.

Squad Zero has run out of resources to exploit.

It's not that they've become penniless, but rather that they can't squeeze any more money out of them.

Since everyone was a complete stranger, it wasn't realistic to open up to each other right away. Only that wicked woman, Senjumaru, was willing to give him her entire fortune.

The other two need more time to get to know each other.

Naraku Sora believed that when they met again, they would be close friends who could talk about anything, and then it wouldn't be too late to drain the Zero Division members dry.

With lofty ideals in mind, he was the last to step into the Heavenly Pillar Carriage.

Watching his departing figure, the expressions of Nimaiya Oetsu and the others were somewhat complicated.

Over the years, Naraku Sora was not the first outsider to visit the Soul King Palace, but he was the one who left the deepest impression on them.

I wonder what kind of trouble they'll cause when we meet again.

But their intuition told them that things would not end so simply.

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The Heavenly Pillar Carriage descended from the sky and landed heavily on the open ground of the First Squadron's barracks.

Hearing the commotion outside, Yamamoto immediately rushed to the area engulfed in smoke and dust. As the hatch opened, the first thing he saw was a figure that sent his blood pressure soaring:

"Teacher, your most beloved disciple has returned in triumph!"

"On this trip to the Spirit King's Palace, I looted several good items for the Thirteen Guardian Squads. We're stockpiling supplies and waiting for the right moment to declare ourselves king. Once we've developed our strength, we'll definitely be able to launch a counterattack on the Spirit King's Palace and seize that bastard's throne!"

Yamamoto: "?"

Has this brat's brain been damaged by a beating?

"Wait, tell me first, what's the situation with Shisi Lang?"

When Yamamoto saw the figure on Naraku Sora's back, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face showing a furious expression.

Both apprentices were fine when they went up, but how come one of them has a mental problem and the other has a physical problem after they came back?

What exactly did they experience in the Spirit King's Palace?

Without time to explain further, Naraku Sora vanished from the courtyard with a single instant step, running towards the Central Prison.

Kirinji Tenjiro said that once they return to Soul Society, the optimal transplant time is only three hours, and they cannot afford to waste any more time.

Yamamoto reached out to grab it, but caught off guard, he didn't even touch the hem of the clothes.

His brows furrowed, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

This kid's Instant Step speed seems to be a little faster than before?

Unable to catch anyone, they turned their attention to the last person in the Heavenly Pillar Carriage.

Looking at Yamamoto's displeased expression, Aizen sighed helplessly and could only jot down a few more notes in Naraku Sora's notebook.

"Captain, this is what happened."

"..."

The boy's gentleness and politeness lessened Yamamoto's anger somewhat.

He had some impression of Aizen; he was the third seat of the Fifth Division, and was usually kind and humble, extremely skilled in paperwork, and had an excellent reputation within the division.

He had an extremely close relationship with his traitorous disciple.

Such a versatile talent is far more reliable than that good-for-nothing.

Meanwhile, Naraku burst into the team barracks, kicked open the laboratory door, and subdued the two who were arguing over a certain parameter.

Then, in a few words, he described the current situation of Jushiro Ukitake.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi turned around and took out a set of spare internal organs.

This is what he used to modify his body. Although it was injected with a lot of deadly poison that could easily kill him, with a little optimization, it could meet Ukitake Jushiro's needs.

Without a word, Kisuke Urahara activated his Bankai, and a huge phantom of Benihime appeared behind him, with puppet threads filling the air and thick spiritual pressure permeating it.

Guanyin opens the Red Princess's transformation!

The subsequent surgery went exceptionally smoothly. Mayuri Kurotsuchi had extensive experience in surgical procedures, and Kisuke Urahara's Benihime was able to easily modify the lungs and complete the implantation surgery.

Although the two did not exchange any words throughout the entire process, their mutual understanding made the whole process seem exceptionally smooth, just like an artistic performance.

When Jushiro Ukitake awoke from his unconsciousness and slowly opened his eyes, a familiar face came into view, and Naraku grinned:

"You're awake. The surgery was a success. You're a lovely girl now, Senior Sister Ukitake."

Jushiro Ukitake: "?"

Chapter 196 I have never seen anyone with such poor taste

"Speak, I can bear it."

In the First Division's tea room, Yamamoto picked up a scalding hot teacup and took a full sip.

Because of the nature of his Zanpakuto, he doesn't prefer warm tea like most people; instead, he prefers boiling tea.

The hotter the tea, the more its potential aroma will be brought out.

Recently, Yamamoto has been keeping a low profile, trying to regain the composure and patience he once lost.

Through his unremitting efforts, he finally achieved some success.

His irritable and easily angered temper was greatly controlled.

Even when Chojiro Sasaki compiled a book of some of the nobles' foolish behavior and presented it to him, he remained unmoved.

Looking at the descriptions of those vile acts, Yamamoto even felt like laughing.

It's simply that there was a problem with the ancestral ritual, resulting in the placement of more than a dozen ghouls into the Soul Society.

It's a minor issue, not worth mentioning.

With this great patience, Yamamoto finally chose to meet his "most beloved disciple" on the third day after the Heavenly Pillar Chariot descended.

"It's nothing really."

Naraku Soryu scratched his head and recounted everything that had happened at the Spirit King Palace, except for omitting the topic of Hyosube Ichibei wanting him to become the Spirit King.

He was unsure whether Yamamoto's attitude would change after learning about this.

I quite like my life now, so I shouldn't add any unnecessary variables.

"You mean 'Sword God' Nimaiya Oetsu admires your strong physique and the deep bond between you and your Zanpakuto, so he made an exception and taught you Zanpakuto forging techniques?"

Yamamoto glared at him.

I seriously suspect that either there's something wrong with my ears, or Wang Yue from Ermeiwu has something wrong with his brain.

That brat is full of flaws and makes people's blood pressure rise at the drop of a hat. What makes him worthy of being taught such a precious secret technique?

But after Naraku Sora described the forging process in words, Yamamoto fell silent.

Although I haven't witnessed the specific forging process, I've seen pigs walk even if I haven't eaten pork. With my thousands of years of life experience, I can definitely tell the difference between the real and the fake.

This is precisely why Yamamoto remained silent.

It's difficult, but it's true.

With the current level of the Soul Society, it might not be able to meet the requirements for forging a sword, but with the scientific development speed of the Research and Development Bureau...

Perhaps it won't be long before Soul Society is self-sufficient.

But the thought that the technology development bureau was created by that guy made Yamamoto a little nervous.

Naraku Sora put down his teacup, refilled it with spring water, and skillfully poked at Ryujin Jakka under the tea stove.

As a surge of heat rose, the tea stove began to gurgle again.

"Besides this, there's also the hot spring recipe from Kirinji Tenjiro, which is simpler."

Surprise appeared on Yamamoto's old face: "The Hell of Bones and the Hell of Blood Pools?"

"Hey, teacher, you actually know about this?"

"Nonsense, Captain Unohana's reply style was taught by Kirinji Tenjiro. How could I not have dealt with him?"

Yamamoto finished his tea and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

From this perspective, Naraku Sora's trip to the Spirit King Palace not only didn't cause any trouble, but actually strengthened the Soul Society.

Now he doesn't even seem to have a reason to beat him up.

But Yamamoto's intuition told him that things were far more complicated than they appeared.

The traitor is definitely hiding something from me.

"that's it?"

That's all!

"you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

The more certain Naraku Sora was, the more Yamamoto became that the kid had something else he hadn't said, and something very serious.

I should have asked that kid.

Aizen appears to be someone who respects elders, so he certainly wouldn't have the heart to lie to an old person.

"I already knew about the indigenous god Mimihagi when I took Ukitake Jushiro as my disciple."

Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of him, Yamamoto could only temporarily mark Naraku on the record, and then deal with the kid along with him when he made a mistake in the future.

"That was not originally Shishiro's property, so it was only right to take it back. In addition, he recovered his health as a result, which is a good thing."