That afternoon, every member of the Eleventh Division limped towards the Fourth Division's medical station.
The Fourth Division Soul Reapers who were cleaning the squad barracks rushed out upon seeing this.
Looking at these battered and bruised members, anyone who didn't know better would have thought they had fought a great battle with Hollows.
With so many injured Eleventh Division members needing treatment in the comprehensive treatment center, Retsu Unohana was extremely busy.
"Captain, the medicine is ready. Should I apply it for him?"
Wearing a women's Soul Reaper uniform and the Fourth Division Lieutenant badge on her left shoulder, Kotetsu Isane walked out. The girl had short silver hair, styled into two thin braids. Although she was very tall at 187cm, she looked like a tomboy standing in the crowd. However, Isane's body hidden beneath her Soul Reaper uniform was actually very voluptuous, with no shortage of feminine curves.
"Please bear with it..."
Kotetsu Isane took out a plaster for bruises and applied it to the shoulder of a bald squad member.
"Ah, it hurts! You idiot, be gentle!"
The bald Soul Reaper wasn't even a ranked officer, yet he dared to give Kotetsu Isane, a Lieutenant, a bad look. In his opinion, the Eleventh Division was the strongest combat unit in the Gotei 13. The Fourth Division was too weak, only responsible for healing and cleaning, the weakest burden in the Thirteen Divisions.
"Ah, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry!"
Kotetsu Isane was immediately brought to tears by his scolding and bowed deeply in apology. Despite her cool appearance, she was very timid and shy.
"You can't even endure this little pain, and you call yourself a tough guy?"
As soon as the words fell, Lin Feng, wearing a Captain's haori, walked in with steady steps.
After Lin Feng entered the treatment center, all the Soul Reapers' eyes converged on him. The black Soul Reaper uniform perfectly complemented Lin Feng's charming face, and the aura he exuded surpassed even the nobles of the Seireitei. Coupled with that warm smile, it made the girls who saw him unknowingly fall for him.
"Um, you are...?" Yuyin asked, somewhat puzzled.
"I am Captain Lin Feng of the Eleventh Division. Please take care of me!"
The handsome Lin Feng gave Yuyin a rather polite bow. His voice was full of magnetism, as if he were a professional singer.
"Wow, what a handsome Captain!"
The female members of the Fourth Division made a commotion, their eyes sparkling with bright stars, causing even more of a stir than when Aizen Sōsuke of the 5th Division came.
(Is he the eleventh Kenpachi who defeated Ghost Rock Castle? He's clearly the Captain of the Eleventh Division, but he seems so approachable.)
The tall Yuyin was stunned, unconsciously looking at Lin Feng, who was out of place in this yakuza-esque squad.
When their eyes met, and she saw his smile, Yuyin immediately blushed, lowered her head, and looked at the floor, somewhat at a loss.
"Oh, isn't this Captain Lin? If there's nothing else, please don't disturb our work."
Retsu Unohana narrowed her eyes and stared at Lin Feng, her tone somewhat indifferent.
As the first Kenpachi, she felt inexplicably irritated when she saw a playboy like Lin Feng inherit the title of Kenpachi.
Lin Feng smiled slightly. He knew that Retsu Unohana only acknowledged one Kenpachi in her heart, and that was Kenpachi Zaraki, who had pierced her chest a thousand years ago.
If he wanted to win over Retsu Unohana, Lin Feng had to defeat Kenpachi Zaraki, and a fully unleashed Kenpachi Zaraki at that. Only then could he completely conquer this female sword demon's body and mind.
Lin Feng waved goodbye to Yuyin. Since the owner didn't welcome him, he could only leave. Moreover, Lin Feng had more important things to do—find a way to get Zhi Cheng Jianba out of prison.
In the deepest part of the 1st Division squad prison, the eighth-level prison, Muken, held the most heinous criminals in the Soul Society. They could not be executed by the Sōkyoku for various reasons and were imprisoned here.
These prisoners had multiple layers of restraints placed on them, rendering them unable to move, and even their ears, nose, eyes, and mouth were sealed.
Zhi Cheng Jianba was now tied up like a large zongzi, imprisoned in Muken's dungeon. Amour Pomegranate was also sealed, only able to act as a listening device.
If Lin Feng wanted to get Zhi Cheng Jianba out, he had to destroy the restraints controlling the Muken prisoners in the Technology Development Bureau.
Thinking of this, Lin Feng smiled and walked towards Mayuri Kurotsuchi's Technology Development Bureau...
A week of lurking quietly passed. During this time, Lin Feng had familiarized himself with the location of each squad barracks in the Seireitei. He also took the opportunity to thoroughly discipline the Eleventh Division members. Now, these yakuza had truly acknowledged Lin Feng's position as Captain.
Although Lin Feng had not displayed his full strength, Aizen of the 5th Division would take every opportunity to draw his Zanpakuto and show it to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng was extremely annoyed by this guy. He couldn't attack him, or he would fall for Kyoka Suigetsu.
Buzz!!
Today, as Aizen greeted Lin Feng with a smile again, the Seireitei's alarm suddenly blared...
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Inside the Technology Development Bureau, Akon, with three horns on his head, looked at the radar-like screen in front of him and suddenly saw a bunch of red dots, indicating that creatures were forcibly invading the Soul Society.
"What's going on! Are they Hollows?"
Akon and the others quickly turned their attention to the center of the screen and saw dense red dots. Everyone thought the instrument was malfunctioning.
The Soul Reapers of the Technology Development Bureau thought so because the scene on the screen was too terrifying.
"This... these are Hollow-level spiritual pressure fluctuations..."
According to the instrument's display, a group of Hollows had been teleported to the Soul Society through the Garganta.
Moreover, it was an unprecedented number, dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of Hollows appearing in the Soul Society at the same time.
More than three thousand Hollows were randomly distributed in various streets of the Rukongai, surrounding the Seireitei, which was guarded by the Soul Burial Stone. The technicians present all turned pale.
It should be known that Hollows had not appeared in the Soul Society for hundreds of years. With so many Hollows coming this time, they probably wanted to destroy the Soul Society!
"It's Hollows! Hollows have appeared!"
A Shinigami in Rukongai District 2 shouted, causing a sudden wave of tension among the Shinigami of this patrol squad.
Everyone looked up, and the sky, at some unknown point, had been torn open by two large hands, forming what looked like a giant abyss-like maw, from which a Hollow wearing a clown-like mask popped its head out.
—It was a Hollow formed by hundreds of Hollows devouring and merging with each other.
When the dozens of meters tall body of the Gillian stepped onto the ground, the Shinigami seemed as small as mice in its eyes.
Owooo~
The Hollow's howl echoed through the clouds, chilling the Shinigami to the bone.
It was well known that when the True Spirit Arts Academy taught them, they repeatedly warned that such extremely dangerous Hollows could only be suppressed by Captain-level Shinigami.
Matsumoto Rangiku, who was patrolling in District 1, also had her pupils dilate as she looked at the massive Gillian, breaking out in a cold sweat.
However, facing such a legendary creature for the first time, the Onee-san did not retreat; there were countless residents here who needed her protection.
Rangiku drew her Zanpakuto from her waist and softly chanted, "Whisper, Gray Cat."
Immediately, the blade transformed into countless tiny particles, looking like a layer of gray smoke. Rangiku then unhesitatingly used Sonido, leaping dozens of meters above to the front of the Gillian's mask.
"Cat Dance!"
Rangiku swung her sword hilt, and countless sharp particles rushed into the Hollow's mouth.
"Ugh…"
Although creatures like the Gillian had reached a spiritual power level of 4-5, lacking intelligence, their combat awareness was shockingly poor. When Rangiku leaped in front of it, the Gillian instinctively opened its large mouth, intending to devour Rangiku's body.
However, the next second…
Bang~
Rangiku swung her smoke-form Zanpakuto, directly tearing open the lower-level Hollow's mouth. The opponent didn't even let out a wail before its massive body disintegrated into black smoke, scattering in all directions.
"Hehe, Hollows aren't that hard to deal with, are they!"
Rangiku brushed her golden hair behind her ear, revealing a triumphant smile.
Having dealt with a Hollow that only Captain-level Shinigami could fight, it seemed she would definitely add a significant entry to her resume. Perhaps after her gorilla-like Captain retired, she could take over as the Captain of the Tenth Division.
The Onee-san then shouted even louder at the crack in the sky:
"Come out, all of you! Your big sister is going to kill you all today!"
Instantly, as if in response to Rangiku's challenge, a pure white leopard-like creature leaped out of the crack. Although its body was only as large as a small Hollow, its spiritual pressure was several times higher than that of a Gillian. Moreover, there were several clear cracks on its facial mask.
This was Grimmjow, who had begun a slow Arrancar process after being exposed to Lin Feng's artificial sun. If he continued to be exposed to Las Noches' sun for another year, Grimmjow could transform into a humanoid Arrancar.
The immense spiritual pressure emanating from before them was undoubtedly a Hollow of a higher class than a Gillian—an Adjuchas.
"Die, Shinigami!"
Grimmjow's orders were to control these unintelligent lower-level Hollows, create chaos in Rukongai, and attract as many Shinigami Captains as possible.
However, upon seeing Matsumoto Rangiku's provocation, how could his hot temper allow a weakling to spout such arrogant words here?
Boom~ The leopard-form Grimmjow instantly moved in front of the Onee-san.
Although Rangiku was mentally prepared for an Adjuchas to be much stronger than a Gillian, seeing Grimmjow's bizarre movement surprised her greatly.
What a unique footwork! She hadn't even seen how the leopard moved.
Even with her Lieutenant-level spiritual perception, she could only notice the enemy when he landed.
Rangiku instinctively recoiled, her hands protecting her chest, but she was still attacked by the leopard's sharp claws. Instantly, three bloody gashes appeared on her left arm.
If Rangiku hadn't reacted quickly, that one claw might have disemboweled her. Even so, Rangiku's left arm was now bleeding profusely!
"Tsk, you can block my attack. Shinigami, your strength isn't bad. But that's all it is, haha."
Grimmjow let out a triumphant laugh.
"Damn it." The golden-haired Onee-san had never seen such an arrogant Hollow before.
Grimmjow, however, didn't give her a chance to curse. A red Cero rapidly condensed in his mouth, intending to blast this Shinigami into spiritual dust.
"Oh no!"
Rangiku was greatly alarmed and quickly shook her sword hilt, attacking the opponent with Gray Cat. But her opponent was no ordinary Adjuchas; among the Arrancar in Las Noches, Grimmjow was the strongest apart from the beautiful girls.
Boom~
With a loud bang, the red Cero, far more powerful than that of an ordinary Hollow, easily scattered Gray Cat and came straight for Rangiku's face.
This terrifying power would undoubtedly kill her if it hit, but the Onee-san's legs had gone numb with fear, leaving her only able to tightly close her eyes.
However, the next second, Rangiku felt no pain at all. Opening her beautiful eyes, she saw a handsome Shinigami who had blocked the incredibly terrifying Cero with just his right hand.
It turned out that Lin Feng, sensing Grimmjow's spiritual pressure, had quickly rushed over. Because he couldn't use Sonido in Soul Society, it took him a little time to arrive.
Lin Feng gently wrapped his left arm around the golden-haired Onee-san's soft waist, pulling her into his embrace.
"Why haven't you been looking for me to drink lately? Are you avoiding me?"
Rangiku's large breasts pressed against Lin Feng's chest, forming two large fleshy patties. Lin Feng felt the infinitely wonderful flesh through her clothes, leaned his cheek against Rangiku's ear, smelled her mature woman's scent, and softly asked, "Do you dislike me and drinking with me?"
"No… not at all…"
Rangiku, suddenly pulled back from the brink of death, relaxed her tense body. Lin Feng's image in her eyes also became much taller and more handsome. She had originally only considered him a drinking buddy, but now an unusual ripple stirred in her heart.