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Chapter 133 It turns out I'm a butterfly that saves lives.
Chapter 133 It turns out I'm a butterfly that saves lives.
With a muffled shout from Wo Ling Tie Zhai.
Countless transparent threads extended from the array in front of him, crisscrossing and forming an invisible giant net that spread wildly in all directions.
Asuka felt his consciousness being forcibly pulled away at that moment, his vision transcending the constraints of space, like a gust of wind sweeping across the earth.
His vision continued to rise, passing through the jungle of steel and concrete, and he saw the lights of countless homes and the endless stream of people.
The vast city stretched out before him like an ever-expanding scroll, with countless living people and souls yet to be reincarnated flickering in his vision.
The light of the Sky Soaring Void swept across the sky, attempting to capture even a trace of Shinobu's soul essence below.
Karakura Town, no.
Naruki City: None.
Even the surrounding villages still don't...
Asuka's consciousness trembled wildly; he felt as if he were tearing his soul apart just to see a little better.
No matter how fine the spiritual pressure net was, the feedback it sent back was always deathly silence.
That familiar figure, that butterfly headdress he had seen countless times, never appeared.
"puff-!"
In the center of the formation, Fei Niao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
Tessai withdrew his hands, shook his head at Urahara Kisuke, and sighed with a hint of regret.
"We were unable to capture any similar soul wavelengths."
"Gone..." Asuka murmured dejectedly, looking at his hands: "Could it be... that she really couldn't come into this world?"
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"Could it be that she really..."
Kisuke Urahara squatted down in front of him, looking at the ashen-faced boy: "There are only two possibilities that Tentei Kōra couldn't find her."
"First, she has indeed been completely annihilated and returned to the cycle of spiritual particles. If that's the case, there will be no trace of her in this world anymore."
The bird's body trembled violently.
"Second..." Urahara Kisuke lowered his voice, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes, "...Tetsusai-sensei's Kido cannot reach her location, and therefore cannot detect it..."
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Asuka looked up, a spark of hope rekindling in her eyes: "You mean she might be..."
"Soul Society?"
"This is just speculation." Kisuke Urahara stood up and patted Asuka on the shoulder. "Young man, you're still a long way from being able to enter that place and find the truth."
into the night.
Fuyuki City, a southern city located some distance from Karakura Town.
The night was deep, and the moonlight was particularly cold, casting an unsettling chill on the white walls.
In a secluded alley, a faint smell of blood permeated the air.
"Cough cough... Damn it, how come the number of these lower-level Hollows has suddenly increased..."
A low-ranking Shinigami, wearing a black Shinigami uniform and with a Zanpakuto hanging from his waist, was leaning against the corner of the wall, panting heavily.
His left arm was ripped open with a deep wound that exposed the bone, and spiritual energy was seeping out along with the blood, even tinged with a faint blue.
This is a sign of blood loss from the soul. If not treated in time, he will soon perish due to exhaustion of spiritual pressure.
Meanwhile, the Hollow's roar was still approaching.
"Damn it! What on earth is going on..."
Suddenly, a cheerful greeting rang out in the silent night sky.
"Moshi Moshi, are you alright?"
who?!
The wounded Grim Reaper gripped the hilt of his knife warily, searching for the direction of the sound.
At that moment, moonlight pierced through the clouds and shone directly on the Grim Reaper, illuminating his vision.
It was a petite woman, also dressed in a jet-black shihaka outfit, standing on a utility pole at the intersection.
A night breeze blew by, causing the hem of the Shinigami uniform to flutter slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings and dancing gracefully in the dark night.
"It's not time to give up yet."
Her voice was extremely soft and gentle, possessing a reassuring magic, yet subtly conveying a sense of detachment.
The moment she appeared, the Hollow that was hunting Death also noticed her presence.
Roar! !
It roared as it charged, as if it were going to tear the alley apart.
"Oh dear, what a naughty child."
Faced with this horrifying scene, the woman simply leaped lightly off the utility pole, dodging the feint's attack.
With a slight movement, she gracefully descended.
*Pfft*
The moment she landed, a burst of blood suddenly erupted from the body of the phantom behind her.
Immediately afterwards, a twisted wail came from beneath the ethereal bone surface, and the massive body suddenly froze.
The spiritual particles that make up its body began to disintegrate violently, turning into black sand scattered by the wind and quickly dissipating in the cold night wind.
The whole process took only a few breaths; the injured team member didn't even notice when the woman drew her knife!
"Hah...hah..." He clutched his injured area, his breathing heavy.
The woman walked to the wounded Grim Reaper and gracefully knelt down beside him.
"The injury is quite severe." Her voice was very soft, and her movements were swift and professional.
Her slender fingers moved swiftly around the Grim Reaper's wound, a soft, pale green light shimmering at her fingertips—that was a healing technique from Soul Society.
A jade-white light emanated from her palm, quickly covering the gruesome wound on her arm.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, his body began to slowly heal, and the feeling of being on the verge of death was fading away.
The wounded Grim Reaper stared blankly at the woman's beautiful face, momentarily stunned.
The woman did not answer; she simply focused on repairing the threads of his soul.
The moonlight shone on her profile and shimmered on the delicate butterfly hair clip in her hair.
After the treatment, the woman stood up and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on her death suit.
"Alright, your injuries have stabilized for now. Remember to go to the Fourth Division for proper treatment when you get back."
"Be more careful next time, after all, life is a very fragile thing."
Death, enduring the pain and weakness, asked with gratitude and awe, "...Uh, thank you! You're...from the medical team?"
"Are you a newly graduated Grim Reaper? Don't you recognize me?"
The woman feigned surprise with a smile, partly to lighten the mood: "Nice to meet you. I'm Shinobu Kocho from the Fourth Division, and also the leader of the Fourteenth Upper-Level Medical Squad. If you get injured often in the future, we might meet again, right?"
Ah! It's Shinobu Kocho! My brain is fried!
The little Grim Reaper suddenly realized that he had been completely stunned by the Hollow's attack; he hadn't even recognized such an obvious headdress!
He had heard of this name decades ago when he first entered the Shinigami Academy.
It is said that she is a genius girl from the Xudiao District. Despite being a wandering spirit with no foundation, she completed the courses of the True Central Spiritual Arts Academy in a very short time and showed outstanding talent for returning to the Dao.
It's important to understand that being able to learn Kido doesn't mean you can learn Kaido. This kind of talent is quite rare, which is why he joined the Fourth Division and became the Sixth Seat immediately after graduation.
Although they had never met Shinobu Kocho, the team members who had received her treatment all said that she was a very beautiful and gentle woman.
I never expected to run into you here today, what a stroke of luck... Ouch, that hurts...
Shinobu Kocho handed the other person some topical medicine and asked earnestly, "What's going on here? Why are the Fuyuki City team members getting injured so often lately?"
"Captain Unohana asked me to come and check out the situation in person, but unfortunately, I didn't see anything."
When asked, the Shinigami shook his head in bewilderment: "I don't know either. I was also assigned to this area this month along with other team members... I have a feeling that there's something wrong with the spiritual pressure here, and the Hollows are unusually active."
After a moment of contemplation, Shinobu Kocho looked up at the cold moon over Fuyuki City and shrugged helplessly: "Then let the higher-ups investigate... Anyway, good luck, and please be careful."
"You...you too!"
Under the watchful eyes of her teammates, she stretched out her fair fingers and gently traced a line in the air in front of her.
An old-fashioned Japanese-style sliding door opened in front of her.
This is the portal to the Soul Society.
"Take care of yourself."
She glanced one last time at her teammate on the ground, whose injuries had improved, left two words, and turned away without hesitation.
The black figure gracefully disappeared into the deep doorway.
In the blink of an eye, it's another world.