Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

The black cat's tail swayed incessantly in the water.

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Meanwhile, Soi Fon, having searched in vain for Yoruichi, arrived outside the courtyard.

After making inquiries from various sources, she happened to meet a member of the Secret Service and learned that her captain and Naraku Sora were at the Shihōin family mansion.

So they rushed over immediately.

As Yoruichi's personal bodyguard, the Shihouin residence does not restrict her movements.

However, as soon as she reached the door, Soi Fon discovered that the outside was covered by a Kido barrier.

She recognized the spiritual pressure above; it belonged to Lord Naraku.

Extending my finger to sense it closely, I could detect at least seventeen or eighteen different types of demonic paths superimposed together, with each function operating at its maximum potential.

Alertness, defense, concealment, silence, stealth...

What must be so important that so many barriers have been released?

Confusion flashed in Soi Fon's eyes; she couldn't figure it out.

Chapter 327 I owe my success to three things

When Naraku Sora emerged from the courtyard feeling refreshed, he immediately spotted Soi Fon guarding the barrier.

The young woman stood guard with a serious expression, strictly prohibiting any suspicious persons from approaching.

Although I don't know what Yoruichi and Naraku are doing, it must be something very important, otherwise they wouldn't have released so many layers of demonic barriers.

Speaking of which, Lord Naraku's talent in the Kido (demon arts) is truly remarkable.

For an ordinary Grim Reaper, being able to complete even one layer of the Demonic Path Barrier is already considered exceptionally gifted.

Even among members of the Kido sect who are skilled in Kido, few can independently create Kido barriers.

However, even though Lord Naraku rarely uses Kido in battle, he can still unleash a barrier with extremely high precision.

Based on this alone, he's almost qualified to be a Grand Taoist Priest.

Just as she was thinking, a figure appeared beside Soi Fon.

Good morning, Soi Fon.

Naraku Sora stretched out his body, and the joints made a grinding sound after the intense exercise, like firecrackers.

"Lord Naraku, are you and Yoruichi on some dangerous mission?"

Soi Fon asked with a curious look.

Upon hearing this, Naraku was taken aback for a moment, then nodded calmly:

"Yes, it was indeed very dangerous. Yoruichi only just regained consciousness."

A hint of doubt flashed in Soi Fon's eyes.

Although she didn't quite understand what Naraku Sora was talking about, her intuition told her that things were far more complicated than they appeared.

She took a deep breath, her expression becoming more serious.

That person is too irresponsible; asking him will most likely not yield any accurate answers. Now that the barrier has been lifted, it's better to ask Yoruichi instead.

Naraku Sora, on the other hand, was sizing up the girl in front of him.

Like Yoruichi, Soi Fon has also undergone many changes since they first met.

Her original short hair with bangs was trimmed to be even more refreshing, and she changed it into an Edo-style topknot. She also left out two long strands of hair and styled them into a "ringed snake braid".

Her previously somewhat immature face now exudes a coldness that keeps people at arm's length, and her eyes flash with arrogance. She only relaxes a little when she is with someone she is close to.

The most obvious changes were seen in the Nafang Plains.

Although still far from being as gifted as Rangiku and Hakunsai, at least she had curves, which, combined with the sleeveless shihaka outfit, highlighted a different kind of temperament.

Speaking of which, Soi Fon's talent in Shunko is also quite good.

Even though she needed to focus on training her Zanpakuto, she still mastered the advanced techniques of Shunko and developed her own unique Shunko moves.

Infinite instantaneous noise.

Perhaps we could let her try transforming into a divine body?

Just as Naraku was pondering, Soi Fon pushed open the door and went inside.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a strange odor.

It looks somewhat similar to a potato.

Soi Fon immediately spotted Yoruichi lying on the bed like a cat, her eyelashes fluttering, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her golden eyes.

She was completely naked, and the view beneath the blankets was vaguely visible.

"Hey, it's Soi Fon."

"Is there a problem?"

Yoruichi let out a languid sound, feeling weak all over. Although quite some time had passed, there was still a lingering aftertaste that made one's body and mind tremble.

"Ye, Lord Ye..."

At first, she didn't think about it that way, but seeing the scene in front of her, coupled with the strange smell in the room, made her realize that...

Even the most clueless person can guess what happened.

"I, I'll come back later."

Soi Fon subconsciously pictured the two people she cared about most overlapping together in her mind.

Strangely, she wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt a mix of disappointment and secret delight.

Her cheeks flushed slightly as she prepared to leave.

"Don't rush off."

Yoruichi stretched and let the blanket slip off her body, while beckoning Soi Fon over.

Faced with Yoruichi's signal, Soi Fon hesitated for the first time in her life.

But she quickly suppressed this inappropriate thought and cautiously approached the bedside.

"Soi Fon, I have a question for you."

"Ah."

Do you like emptiness?

"?"

Soi Fon's breath hitched, and she felt her cheeks burning even hotter. She quickly shook her head in denial.

"I didn't, I didn't! Lord Yoruichi, please don't make wild guesses!"

"really?"

"Really, really!"

Upon hearing this, Yoruichi's smile became somewhat mischievous.

"If you didn't like it, why didn't you refuse when you went to the hot spring together?"

Soi Fon's face tightened.

Suddenly, she remembered that she had soaked in the hellish hot springs with Yoruichi and Naraku Sora more than once.

Because the teaching intensity is extremely high, every time I learn the Instant Harm technique, I end up covered in bruises. If I don't soak in the Hell Hot Springs in time, I might even suffer hidden injuries.

Although I was reluctant at first, I've gotten used to it after so many times.

They've even come to take this kind of thing for granted.

Seeing Soi Fon's conflicted expression, Yoruichi grinned and put his arm around her neck.

He leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"I guess Soi Fon was probably thinking that she wanted to serve Yoruichi better."

Soi Fon's eyes lit up, and she instinctively prepared to nod.

However, the next sentence made her expression freeze completely.

"So, I wonder if Soi Fon would be willing to stand on the same side as her beloved Yoruichi?"

Yoruichi reached out and tugged at Soi Fon's cheek, and was surprised to find that it felt exceptionally nice.

In the prime of her youth, the girl's face was full of collagen.

If the difference in combat power between the two sides wasn't so vast, she wouldn't have wanted to invite Soi Fon to join the fight.

Despite their best efforts, including using the Black Cat Battle Maiden, they were still no match.

Even now, thinking back to that strange feeling of being enveloped by electric arcs, I still get a tingling sensation.

Soi Fon turned her head stiffly, and her eyes met Yoruichi's, where she saw the smile in Yoruichi's golden eyes.

After hesitating for a while, she finally nodded with difficulty.

Seeing this, Yoruichi grinned, revealing a triumphant expression.

Next time, with two against one, the advantage is in my hands!

Hmph, we'll make sure they suffer a crushing defeat!

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Although winter has passed, the mornings at Seireitei are still quite chilly.

In the First Division barracks, under the eaves, Yamamoto knelt on the wooden floor of the corridor, quietly appreciating the hints of spring in the courtyard.

The Ryujin Jakka beside me emitted wisps of heat, adding a touch of warmth to this slightly chilly morning.

Tranquil and peaceful.

Yamamoto stroked his beard, thoroughly enjoying the hard-won atmosphere.