Chapter 152: and translation of chapter title

After Huangmu subdued the Wa Xu underlings of Bailergang and finished shearing the wool of Saal Apollo, he took the two essences, Xien and Luojia, from Saal Apollo's research lab and brought them all under his command.

Meanwhile, using Lanran's strategy notes, he successfully captured Helibeier and Nilielu……

Huangmu first returned to the place where Kuwooshi and Gengmu had fought, picked up the two unconscious, then immediately used the power of the 'Super Boundary Gate' to leave the 'Hollow Circle' and return to the 'Tranquil Spirit Court'.

No way, who let someone be on duty at his home, so he couldn't stay long in the 'Hollow Circle'; he could only, after flirting with Helibeier and Nilielu, turn around and hurriedly run away~

'First Division' barracks.

'Captain-Commander Huangmu, good afternoon!'

'Captain-Commander Huangmu, you're back?'

'Captain-Commander Huangmu, is everything going smoothly?'

After Huangmu returned to the Tranquil Spirit Court, without any hesitation he went straight to the First Division barracks. Seeing Huangmu return to the unit, the many First Division soldiers eagerly stepped forward and warmly greeted him.

'Take this guy to the barracks and let him rest properly.'

'And this guy, you send him back to the Eleventh Division.'

Upon seeing his own First Division soldiers, Huangmu first lightly nodded, greeting them, then immediately threw the unconscious Kuwooshi and Gengmu to those idle soldiers.

'Yes, sir!'

Seeing Kuwooshi and Gengmu faint before them, the First Division soldiers were momentarily stunned, then immediately bowed respectfully to Huangmu and accepted the order.

Although the First Division soldiers were also curious about the outcome of the fight between Kuwooshi and Gengmu, being seasoned veterans who understood the bigger picture, they did not directly ask Huangmu about the battle result.

Anyway, even if these ordinary soldiers didn't ask, some awakened 'smart aleck' would surely ask Huangmu about the fight between Gengmu and Kuwooshi, so they might as well hold back for now.

'Hmm…'

Looking at his own rather well-behaved soldiers, Huangmu nodded satisfiedly, 'My soldiers are obedient!' unlike the Eleventh Division led by Gengmu...

Thinking this, Huangmu's lips curled slightly; he didn't wait for those First Division soldiers kneeling on one knee, showing loyalty and respect, to say more, and went alone to his captain's quarters.

'Click~'

As the gate before Huangmu slowly opened, a beautiful girl with her long purple hair tied into cute twin tails came into his view.

'Yo! Saitou, you're awake?'

Seeing the girl before him, Huangmu instinctively reached out to greet her.

Indeed, the girl's delicate features, as if a god had carefully painted them, were those of the immortal Saitou; honestly, when Saitou doesn't speak, she is truly perfect~

Then Saitou began to speak……

'Huangmu! When Gengmu and Kuwooshi were sparring just now, why didn't you call me?'

'You made me miss such an interesting fight, it's infuriating!'

As soon as Saitou opened her mouth, her originally beautiful and dignified demeanor was completely ruined.

Only Saitou, the immortal, worthy of being called by countless members of the Thirteen Divisions as my First Division's mute goddess; as soon as she speaks, she destroys the goddess aura she had built with her perfect image. Before speaking, oh goddess! After speaking, where did this yellow-haired little brat come from? Give me back my goddess!

'What's interesting about Gengmu and Kuwooshi's fight?'

After hearing Saito's words, Araki gave a contemptuous smile.

'Huh? Although I don't want to admit it, but in terms of pure combat power, Kuwooshi and Gengmu are even above me! Even looking across the whole Tranquil Spirit Court, they should be considered the top-tier Shinigami among the current Guardian Thirteen Divisions. How could a fight between such masters lack awareness?!'

Saitou, hearing Huangmu's words, angrily retorted.

Although Saitou inwardly refused to admit it a hundred times, if someone asked her how Kuwooshi's and Gengmu's strength compared to hers, what would it be?!

Faced with this ironclad fact, Saitou would still answer the questioner with absolute certainty: 'If we talk purely about combat power, those two guys are already above me!'

Indeed, Saitou, from the bottom of her heart, acknowledged Gengmu's and Kuwooshi's combat power……

Therefore, Saitou was also extremely curious about the outcome of the fight between Gengmu and Kuwooshi.

'Even if their fight is interesting, could it be as interesting as a fight between me and you?'

After hearing Saitou's words, Huangmu extended a finger, gently lifting her chin, his eyes blazing as he looked at her and asked.

'Huh?'

Saitou didn't expect Huangmu to suddenly be so bold; her little face instantly turned pink.

'What do you mean by this?'

Saitou, feeling extremely bashful, looked at Huangmu and asked.

'Heh, pretending not to know!'

Saying that, Huangmu scooped Saitou up in his arms and immediately headed toward the rear hall of the captain's quarters.

'Still coming?'

Saitou suddenly understood something, she looked at Huangmu with a bit of panic and asked. Knowing she had just regained consciousness, if we continued training, her 'delicate' body might not be able to take it!

'Then why don't you just forget it? Actually, me and Mouzhihua Lie are just fine~'

After hearing Saitou's words, Huangmu chuckled and said.

'Just kidding, do you think I'd lose to her?'

Upon hearing Huangmu's words, Saitou instantly flew into a rage, glaring at him angrily and said.

'Heh…'

Upon hearing that, Huangmu, holding Saitou, strode into the rear hall.

'Ah la~'

In the rear hall, Mouzhihua Lie, who was wiping her own 'Soul-Cutter Sword', smiled faintly at the returning Huangmu.

'Looks like I won't need this sword.'

Saying that, Mouzhihua Lie sheathed the Soul-Cutter Sword she had been wiping, which emitted endless cold light.

'Ugh…'

After hearing Mouzhihua Lie's words, Huangmu broke out in a few beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

'Your sword is too dull; why not try mine instead?'

Araki said, immediately entering combat mode, only to see Araki casually toss his haori aside, his Zanpakutō instantly entering combat mode and shedding its shell! It appeared before Uohana and Saitō.

"Looks like you didn't sneak a bite, huh~"

Uohana looked at Araki's sharp Zanpakutō and instantly broke into a charming smile.

As for the immortal Saitō, her eyes held only the fear dominated by Araki's Zanpakutō!

The second round of battle, begin!!

"Haah!"

In an instant, the rear hall of the First Division's captain's quarters once again filled with fierce combat sounds, heavy breathing, and countless sparkling sweat droplets flung onto the wooden floor.

Only the wooden floor of the rear hall of the First Division's captain's quarters knows just how hard the Gotei 13's Captain-Commander Araki works in his daily routine~

Frankly speaking, each generation of the Gotei 13's Captain-Commander has its own traits; for example, when Genryūsai served as Captain-Commander, he always presided over the Thirteen Squads with meticulous, utter strictness.

Moreover, after Araki became Captain-Commander, his daily work is to be a "superman," going crazy being a superman in all sorts of ways!

Only these two Captain-Commanders of the Thirteen Squads, Araki and Genryūsai, each have their own hardships~

The next day, dawn was just breaking……

After Araki tucked in the blankets for Uohana Retsu and the immortal Saitō, he then left the captain's quarters alone.

Because yesterday's training that Araki conducted in the captain's quarters was truly too intense and high‑difficulty, he felt embarrassed to disturb Uohana Retsu and Saitō after waking up today, so he could only leave alone.

Moreover, what Araki is about to do next shouldn't be known by too many people……

"Shin'ō Soul Reaper Academy"

"Boom! Boom! Boom……"

As the current head of the Soul Reaper Academy, Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni, as always, rose early. Once people grow old, they begin to suffer insomnia—even the former Captain-Commander of the Thirteen Squads, Genryūsai, is no exception……

After Genryūsai woke up, he simply washed up, had breakfast, changed into his usual training clothes, picked up a wooden sword from the dojo, and went to the Soul Reaper Academy's training ground to begin his morning practice……

As Genryūsai gripped the wooden sword, the sky instantly rang with a roar like firecrackers, plus the rustle of leaves blown by a gale; frankly, the students who reside at the Soul Reaper Academy never need an alarm clock in their daily lives—they take the explosive sound of Genryūsai's morning practice, when he swings his wooden sword and cuts the air, as their wake‑up call~

"Yo! Genryūsai-sensei~"

Just as Genryūsai was continuously enduring his arduous training, Araki's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Huh? Araki, what are you doing at the Soul Reaper Academy?"

"Could it be that you suddenly miss your alma mater and plan to return to the Genji Academy……"

"Oh, it's now called the Soul Reaper Academy; are you here to give your juniors a lecture?"

Upon seeing the visitor, Genryūsai immediately halted his movements, first picking up the towel hung around his neck to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then greeting the person—namely, Araki.

"Heh heh, you're joking; my ability to teach others is less than a tenth of yours, so I won't give lessons to these modern kids, lest I lead them astray."

Araki gave a modest smile after hearing Genryūsai's words.

"Heh heh, when did you become this humble?"

Genryūsai felt a bit doubtful after hearing Araki's words; in his memory, such humility from Araki is rare—back when Araki was still at the Genji Academy, he already had an air of looking down on everyone.

"Just speaking the truth……"

Araki shook his head; what he just said was indeed the truth—he himself isn't very good at teaching others, he only excels at teaching geniuses; in other words, mediocres and ordinary people aren't worthy of his instruction.

After all, Araki's Spartan‑style education is truly unbearable for ordinary people; even someone like Kyōraku and the others, under his teaching, seemed to have lost half their lives before barely pulling through.

"All right, don't stand on ceremony with me—what exactly brings you here this time?"

After Genryūsai exchanged pleasantries with Araki for a moment, his expression suddenly turned serious as he coldly questioned Araki.

"You say that, but I can't possibly be just missing you—I specially came to the Soul Reaper Academy to see you!!"

Araki responded with a smile after hearing Genryūsai's words.

"Enough! I know what's on your mind—spit it out, what business do you have with this old man?"

After hearing Araki's words, Genryūsai's mood eased a bit; he looked at Araki and spoke seriously.

"It's actually nothing major—I just want to ask you about someone."

Araki looked at Genryūsai and asked with a chuckle.

"Who?"

Genryūsai asked lightly.

"Arturo Prat."

Araki didn't hesitate, directly telling Genryūsai the fate of the person he wanted to inquire about.

"What do you want him for?"

After hearing Araki's words, Genryūsai's expression tightened slightly as he looked at Araki and asked.

"It's useful."

Araki answered honestly.

"That is a Menos Grande weighed down by grave sins!"

Genryūsai fixed his gaze on Araki's face, stared for a while, then replied.

"I know……"

Araki naturally knows who Arturo Prat is.

Arturo Prat is dubbed the "Immortal King," a villainous boss in the games Bleach: Blade Battlers and Bleach: Third Phantom; his power is formidable, nearly crushing ordinary Arrancar and the captains of the Gotei 13, and he is famed as the earliest Menos Grande to undergo Arrancarification on his own, a Vasto Lorde‑level Grande……

Since he's a boss from an official game, Araki had once forgotten him, but when he browsed the First Division's archives and came across the stored data, he unexpectedly found Arturo Prat's name, recalled everything about him, and decided to list him among his Twelve Divine Generals.

"Arturo Prat, I sealed him away in Central 46!"

"But if, because of you, he breaks free and causes a major impact on the Soul Society, you'll have to deal with the aftermath yourself—I won't help you at all……"

After hearing Araki's words, Genryūsai also grew weary of further talk; he simply told Araki where Arturo Prat was located. As for whether Arturo Prat's release would cause massive destruction to the Soul Society, Genryūsai hadn't even considered it—this isn't the Soul Society of thousands of years ago, nor is he the Genryūsai of that era; given Arturo Prat's current power, he couldn't make a ripple in this Soul Society.

"Hahaha, thanks for the advice, Genryūsai-sensei~"

"But Genryūsai-sensei, don't you want to hear why I'm looking for Arturo Prat?"

Huangmu first thanked Yuan Liuzhai for his help, then he temptingly said to Yuan Liuzhai.

"Don't tell me! I don't want to hear……"

"I don't know anything about what you've done!"

"I merely answered the current captain-commander's question as my duty."

"As for the rest, I know nothing……"

Yuan Liuzhai's face changed drastically upon hearing Huangmu's words; given his understanding of Huangmu, those secrets about Huangmu—if you don't know them, you really have nothing at all; once you know them, it's actually not good; the more you know, the deeper you get involved, and in the end you might even have to clean up Huangmu's mess and then carry a black, shiny pot.

"Hahaha, that disciple will go ahead first!"

Huangmu saw Yuan Liuzhai's frightened expression, first gave a light chuckle, then used instant step to disappear before Yuan Liuzhai. At this point Huangmu had already obtained what he wanted from Yuan Liuzhai's mouth; next he would go meet the legendary "Undying King".

"Still the same flustered appearance as before! Really no progress at all!"

Yuan Liuzhai, seeing Huangmu just snatch useful information from his mouth and then turn and leave, spoke angrily.

Central Forty-Six Chamber

At this moment, a group of sages and judges were gathered together, discussing something in great anger.

"Has that scoundrel Huangmu returned from the Hollow Realm?"

A judge shouted angrily.

"He has already returned……"

As the judge's words fell, a sage naturally replied.

"Since he has already returned from the Hollow Realm, why hasn't he come to the Forty-Six Chamber to repay the money he borrowed from us over a hundred years ago?!"

Upon hearing that, the judge roared angrily.

"Now the Hollow Realm expeditionary force has already returned from the Hollow Realm, and Huangmu has visited it several times; clearly the Hollow Realm is no longer a threat to our Soul Society. What is that bastard Huangmu still waiting for? What reason does he have to monopolize our wealth and not repay us?"

The judge, not letting others speak further, continued to speak angrily.

"Indeed! Indeed!"

"I think he just doesn't want to repay!"

"He simply doesn't put us in his eyes……"

"Even if it's just a small captain-commander of the Thirteen Squads, let alone if the One King Five Dukes were here, there's no way they'd borrow money from us sages and judges and not repay it!"

"Exactly! I think after becoming captain-commander, he's forgotten who he is!"

The sages and judges of the Forty-Six Chamber kept shouting angrily, knowing that Huangmu had snatched a thousand billions from their hands! That's no small sum; even divided among them, each would still have twenty billions.

Having had their money snatched under the pretense of borrowing, how could they not be anxious? Moreover, that money wasn't even theirs; it came from their families behind them, and over the past century they've hardly been spared from being blamed behind their backs by their families, utterly losing face and dignity.

"Huangmu's Guardian Thirteen Squads are practically a tm evil force!"

Finally, a five-hundred-year-old white-haired sage even directly swore, cursing Huangmu and the Guardian Thirteen Squads he had reestablished after taking office.

"Crack! ~"

Just as the sages of the Forty-Six Chamber were helpless against Huangmu, who commanded the Guardian Thirteen Squads, and could only vent their verbal frustrations here, the secret door of the Forty-Six Chamber leading to the Thirteen Squads was pushed open……

Immediately afterward, Huangmu, wearing the First Division's captain's haori, swaggered in.

"Yo! Everyone, you were just scolding, huh?!"

Upon entering the hall of the Forty-Six Chamber, Huangmu greeted the sages and judges who were spraying saliva while cursing him with a cheerful smile.

"Huang, Huangmu?!"

When the troops of the First Division clearly saw Huangmu, their faces suddenly changed.

"……"

For a moment, the entire venue became extremely quiet.

The moment the sages and judges saw Huangmu, they all shut their mouths.

Although the sages had just spoken as if they were pleased, with an air of not taking Huangmu seriously……

But when Huangmu actually appeared before them, the first to falter were those so-called sages.

This is the gap brought by strength!

Moreover, when this group of sages and judges from the Forty-Six Chamber faced Huangmu, an old monster who had lived who knows how many years in the Soul Society……

Their formerly respected and arrogant seniority also lost its effect; the eldest sage here is only about five hundred years old, which in Huangmu's eyes is just a half-grown child.

Although Huangmu's appearance is that of the youngest person present, around twenty years old, everyone there knows that in terms of seniority, Huangmu is the greatest……

In the entire Pure Spirit Court, only Yuan Liuzhai can surpass Huangmu in seniority.

"Keep scolding? Why aren't you scolding?"

"You, you, and you—you three were the ones who scolded the most happily just now!"

"Go on! I'll wait for you to finish scolding, then I'll tell you my business!"

"After all, you are all noble sage lords and judge lords; I am merely a small captain-commander of the Guardian Thirteen Squads, so you can completely disregard my feelings~"

Huangmu looked at the gradually quieting venue, raised his eyebrows slightly, and spoke politely to the judges and so-called sages before him……

After all, they are about to die! Huangmu, with the mindset that the deceased come first, treats everyone politely; this is what an immortal like him should do for those about to die~

"Hahaha, you're joking! How dare we insult Captain Huangmu?"

"Yes, yes, Captain Huangmu, you misheard; we really had no intention of insulting you."

"Indeed! In the Pure Spirit Court, who doesn't know that Captain Huangmu is the one who has contributed the most among us all? We revere and respect him without end—how could we dare scold him?"

The sages of the Central Forty-Six Chamber now showed a nauseating sycophantic face, continually speaking to Huangmu.

"Tsk~"

Seeing this, Huangmu felt somewhat annoyed.

Frankly, Huangmu would rather that this bunch of disgusting people continue speaking to him in that arrogant manner they just had, since these people are about to die—what's wrong with being arrogant a moment before death? Isn't Huangmu that narrow-minded? He has allowed them to be arrogant before they die!

But since these people have chosen to soften themselves, Huangmu won't say anything more; instead, he's preparing to give them a main course, to give them a satisfying end.

Is that so? Then it seems I might have really misheard just now.

Aramaki first smiled at the sages and judges of Central 46, then began to work on breaking the seal that Genryūsai had left here back then...

Honestly, this seal—Arturo Platiduo's formation—after enduring a thousand years of wear and tear, no longer has such strong binding power; right now, in front of Aramaki, it's as flimsy as a paper mache.

So then, Captain Aramaki, what brings you here this time?

Just as Aramaki was about to directly undo the seal, the sages' question reached his ears.

Hehe...

Upon hearing that question, Aramaki suddenly showed a faint smile; he seemed to have thought of something amusing.

I came here this time naturally to repay my debt!

Aramaki spoke to the sages with a hearty laugh.

You came to repay money?!

Upon hearing Aramaki's words, the sages' expressions instantly brightened; they never imagined that Aramaki would actually repay them. After all, the reason they had just been scolding Aramaki so gleefully was because, deep down, they believed he could never repay them.

Of course! I, Aramaki, have always borrowed and repaid……

After hearing the sages' words, Aramaki gave a light smile.

Then how much should you repay us?!

I don't see you bringing anything, though.

Do you need us to send someone to fetch it?

Before Aramaki could finish speaking, a sage, unable to restrain his desire, loudly inquired of Aramaki.

Hehe...

Upon hearing that sage's words, Aramaki merely gave a light laugh.

Don't rush, you all!

Aramaki frowned, then gently shook his head at the sages and judges before him.

You must not rush! Must not rush!

Upon hearing that, the sages immediately nodded in agreement.

Although they were indeed anxious right now, they dared not rush, for if Aramaki changed his mind because of their haste and decided not to repay them, they would truly have nothing to laugh about.

This money, after all, has been borrowed for a hundred years; we ought to calculate some interest, right?

Who would have thought, Aramaki suddenly shifted his tone, looking at the sages and judges, and smiled.

This...

The sages and judges were instantly stunned upon hearing Aramaki's words; they no longer dared to think about interest—if Aramaki could return the principal, they would be truly grateful!

Let's calculate at an annual interest rate of ten percent!

Forget compound interest; with a principal of one hundred billion, ten percent yields ten billion per year. Over a full hundred years, the interest alone would amount to one trillion! You agree, right?!

Aramaki continued speaking before the sages and judges could respond.

Indeed so!

Upon hearing the figure of one trillion, the sages and judges were instantly fired up, their eyes literally glowing red.

Originally, when they heard Aramaki say he would voluntarily repay them, they suspected he might be deceiving them, for Aramaki is exceedingly cunning; over the years they have been played by him left and right, suffering much.

But when they heard the figure of one trillion, they could no longer care about that; even if Aramaki were truly deceiving them, they wanted to take a chance, just in case he had really gone mad!

Including the principal, that comes to one trillion one hundred billion!

This time, before Aramaki could speak, a judge stepped forward and calculated what Aramaki owed.

We don't need that one hundred billion principal! Investing in the Hollow Expeditionary Force is itself what we sages and judges of Central 46 ought to do for Soul Society and Seireitei—it's our duty! As for that one trillion interest, we trouble Captain Aramaki to repay it, and of course we support your paying in installments……

At that moment, another sage, putting on a show of generosity, spoke up.

Good! Lord Sage, you're indeed straightforward; then everyone, please sign~

Upon hearing those words from the sage, Aramaki immediately smiled.

Immediately after, Aramaki waved his hand lightly, and a contract appeared in his hand……

Aramaki, holding the contract, lightly tossed it toward the sages; the contract split into exactly as many copies as there are members of Central 46, landing on the desks of these sages and judges.

Huh?!

Upon seeing this, the judges and sages first picked up the contract Aramaki gave them, flipped through it, and upon confirming that this 'repayment agreement' was genuine, they then picked up the pens beside them and signed their names.

As everyone finished signing, Aramaki again waved his hand lightly, and these contracts returned to his hand……

So Captain Aramaki, we've signed the documents; but what about that one trillion?

At that moment, a judge spoke up to ask.

I should be asking you that.

When are you going to repay what you owe me? This black-and-white is right here; you're not planning to renege, are you?

Upon hearing the judge's words, Aramaki snorted contemptuously and laughed at everyone present.

What?!

The sages and judges present instantly changed expression upon hearing Aramaki's words.

Captain Aramaki, haven't you made a mistake? Clearly it's you who owes us one trillion.

Upon hearing that, the judge spoke up to Aramaki.

No, no, no—it's you who owe me.

We have black-and-white proof~

Aramaki said, producing the contract that these judges and sages had just signed with him; although the wording on the contract was still theirs, its content was completely different from what they had seen before!

It went from Aramaki owing them one trillion to them owing Aramaki one trillion one hundred billion!

What is this?!

Oh no, we've fallen into the trick of this old brat Huangmu!

These adjudicators and sages were instantly startled; they felt regret in their hearts, but it was already too late.

All right, now bring out the 1.1 trillion you owe me!

Huangmu calmly said to the judges and sages.

Huangmu! You think that as the captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads you can run amok in the Pure Spirit Court and bully us sages and judges of Central 46?! Before we tolerated you everywhere out of respect for your position as captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, but now that you refuse a toast, don't blame us for forcing you to drink a penalty drink!

That's right, Huangmu! You think you have the Zero Division behind you, you're a grand royal envoy! Can the great Soul King allow you to confuse right and wrong, black and white here?! I tell you, you owe us money and must pay it back! Debt must be repaid—it's only right; even if the Soul King himself steps in, you still have to pay!

At this moment, the judges and sages also realized that Huangmu had come to pick a fight; seeing this, they no longer lowered their attitude, but instead shouted at Huangmu, roaring loudly!

They were willing to completely offend Huangmu at this moment and make him pay a heavy price! They had to let Huangmu know that they, Central 46, are the highest law enforcement officials in the Pure Spirit Court personally appointed by His Majesty the Soul King.

It seems you have no intention of repaying the 1.1 trillion I'm owed, huh~

Forget it, I'm kind-hearted, so just pay me the interest on those 1 trillion!

As for the 100 billion principal you owe me...

I'll be a little flexible and let you offset it with your own lives~

Huangmu gently rubbed his forehead, then gave a faint smile to the assembled sages and judges before him.

Huh?!

Pay with your lives?

Huangmu, have you gone mad?

The members of Central 46 stared blankly at Huangmu; they never imagined he would actually kill them.

Do you know how Central 46 died nearly seven hundred years ago?

Huangmu asked with his hands behind his back.

Killed by a Grand Hollow sent down from the Soul King Palace?!

A sage answered instinctively; this is something Central 46 must memorize.

That's right~

But do you know how that Grand Hollow from the Soul King Palace came to the Soul Society and infiltrated Central 46?

After hearing the sage's words, Huangmu continued to ask.

Few can go to the Soul King Palace—only those chosen by the Soul King himself and members of the Zero Division can enter! Wait, members of the Zero Division, could it be that...

The sage first muttered to himself, then seemed to realize something, his face showing utter terror.

Hehe, don't look further—it was me who did it!

Huangmu looked at the terrified sage and chuckled.

Guards! Quickly notify the guards! Quickly call the Thirteen Court Guard Squads……

Quick! You must be quick!

The sages and judges all panicked.

Sages, don't be foolish—before I entered, I already wiped out the dark guards you had trained! As for notifying the Thirteen Court Guard Squads, that's even more laughable! I am the captain of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads; no need to notify, I'm already here, aren't I?

Huangmu gave a light smile to the sage before him.

Huangmu, you want money—however much you want, we'll give it!

But you must stay calm; don't make a mistake you'll regret!

The sages realized they couldn't win, so they could only try a soft approach,

I don't want money.

After hearing the sage's words, Huangmu shook his head.

Then what do you want?

The sage asked.

I want you to disappear.

All right, you've waited long enough—come forth, Undying King Arturo Platido!

The moment Huangmu's words fell, the seal beneath his feet was instantly broken.

Violent spiritual pressure shot straight to the heavens, blanketing the entire Central 46.

Ahahaha! Hahaha……

I finally broke through the seal!

Accompanied by bursts of wild laughter, a man clad in tattered clothes with a head of green hair slowly rose into the sky.

A Hollow?!

The sages of Central 46 stared at the suddenly appearing Grand Hollow, their hearts shocked beyond belief.

Ah!! Save me!!

Even some with weaker mental defenses had already screamed in terror.

It's so noisy!

You…… are you…… Shinigami?!

Haha, as a gift for my awakening!

Upon hearing the sages' voices, Arturo Platido suddenly reacted, licked the corner of his mouth, and then lunged at the sages and judges.

In an instant, the vast Central 46 had become a banquet of severed limbs and blood.

……

Huangmu looked down at the violent Arturo Platido from the air, his eyebrows slightly raised.

To be honest, Huangmu now has reason to suspect that Old Man Mountain sealed Arturo Platido beneath Central 46 precisely so that when Arturo Platido's seal was broken, the troublesome Central 46 would be taken away with it; otherwise, where else would Old Man Mountain have sealed Arturo Platido? It just so happens that he sealed him in this sort of place……

Crack, crack……

In less than a minute, the whole 'Room 46' had been utterly slaughtered by Arturo; he was now using his ability to gulp down the corpses scattered all over the ground, replenishing his combat strength.

Ah! Ah! Ah……

These abilities are just too weak, not enough, completely not enough!

Arturo let out a somewhat mad howl; he was not satisfied with the soul quality of these people in 'Room 46'.

How's that, feeling good after eating? Arturo!

Just as Arturo was showing his madness to the fullest, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Who are you?!

Upon hearing that, Arturo's body jerked, then he turned his head to look in Huangmu's direction.

Heh, it seems I've been sealed for too long, my perception has deteriorated a lot.

But it doesn't matter! You look strong; if I devour you and gain your power, I can return to my peak, and maybe even go further...

Saying this, Arturo charged at Huangmu.

Ahla~

You've been sealed too long, to the point you can't even tell the difference in strength, huh?

Huangmu looked at Arturo, who resembled a wild beast, his eyes turning slightly cold, and he randomly released infinite spiritual pressure.

Boom!!

Towering spiritual pressure poured down from the heavens, instantly slamming Arturo to the ground!

Although Arturo was unwilling, his body felt as if it were carrying the Five Sacred Mountains, making it impossible for him to move even a step.

So, can we now have a proper talk, Arturo Platido~?

Huangmu looked at the fallen Arturo, picked up a chair unstained with blood, placed it before Arturo, and casually sat down, crossing his long legs; as he lifted his head, he swept his bangs back with a hand, and as he finished his motion, another strand of bangs naturally fell down with overwhelming force……

You bastard……

Arturo lifted his head to look at Huangmu, who sat on the seat looking down at him, his eyes flashing with endless rage.

What Arturo hated most was when people looked down on him from a superior position, the strong gazing down at the weak with pity; he Arturo was not inferior, he Arturo was not weak!

Looks like you still don't get your current situation, huh~

Huangmu looked at Arturo, whose face was full of dissatisfaction, and gave a faint smile.

Snap~

Immediately, Huangmu lightly snapped his fingers; the ceiling of 'Room 46' shattered instantly, and the sky tore open a huge rift! That was… a Black Cavity!

You're a Shinigami—how could you possibly open a Black Cavity?!

Arturo stared at the scene before him, utterly stunned.

Please calm down……

Huangmu didn't answer Arturo, but instead made a grabbing gesture toward him.

Instantly, a gigantic hand appeared out of thin air, grabbing Arturo like a chick in its palm, then, as if swatting a mosquito, it flung Arturo into the Black Cavity in the sky.

Boom!!

Accompanied by endless roaring, Arturo drifted who knows how many thousands of li through the rift.

When Arturo finally came to, he found himself in a pitch-black world.

Hollow Circle?! How is that possible……

Arturo was dumbfounded; he couldn't believe that someone in this world could actually slap him from the 'Soul Society' straight into the 'Hollow Circle'—who knows how far apart those two worlds are?!

Arturo, do you understand now?

Just as Arturo was puzzled, Huangmu's voice suddenly rang in his ear.

Upon hearing that, Arturo turned his head and immediately saw an unforgettable sight.

Only to see Huangmu seated on a throne, with nine 'Grand Hollows' standing around him; each of their released spiritual pressures was not inferior to his, without a doubt these 'Grand Hollows' were all of Vasto Lorde level!

Moreover, Arturo was astonished to discover that among these 'Vasto Lorde', there was actually someone who, like him, had a human appearance—that was a Broken Mask like him……

Just who are you?

Arturo was now completely bewildered, unable to comprehend how Huangmu, with a Shinigami's body, could command so many 'Grand Hollows'; shouldn't Hollows and Shinigami be eternal enemies?

Me? I am your master, your god.

Huangmu, after hearing Arturo's words, spoke lightly.

Big chapter, eleven thousand~