Chapter 421: Holy Sh*t, Stark!?

"Try me, I want to see how you cover me in redstone," said the little pink-haired creature, blinking her heart-shaped eyes before biting her finger and tilting her head, "Hmm... it's also okay if you cover me with something else."

"No, big sister."

Fang Mo also felt a headache coming on: "When did you come here?"

"Probably..."

The little pink-haired creature thought for a moment and said, "When you were washing your hands meticulously?"

"So, you refreshed the moment I started driving?" Fang Mo held his forehead, "If you really want to be naughty, you should hurry up and eat more to grow up. Always talking big... do you really want to be seen as an annoying little female ghost?"

"What does talking big mean?"

The little pink-haired creature asked curiously, "Is it the same as oral skills?"

"..."

Fang Mo didn't say anything, just slapped his forehead.

"My food is your bodily fluids," the little pink-haired creature said again, seeing Fang Mo not speaking, "On one hand, you don't give me food, and on the other, you hope I grow up quickly to be naughty with you. Do you hear yourself? Does that make sense?"

"Bodily fluids are okay?"

Fang Mo looked at the little pink-haired creature, "Then..."

"Urine doesn't count."

Before Fang Mo could finish, the little pink-haired creature interrupted him, annoyed, "It has to be blood, saliva, or essence."

"What about phlegm..."

"I'm starting to dislike you!" Hearing this, the little pink-haired creature kicked Fang Mo in frustration and then turned to run away, "Let's go, Mo Mo!"

"Phew, finally gone."

Seeing the little pink-haired creature run away, Fang Mo also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who was that little guy just now?" Just as the little pink-haired creature left, Yoruichi came over, "Usually, you're the one giving others a headache, but today is the first time I've seen you with a headache."

"Let's not talk about it; it's all my own doing."

Fang Mo helplessly touched his forehead.

"Uh?" Yoruichi was initially a bit puzzled after hearing this, but then she quickly caught on, and her gaze immediately sharpened: "...Uh!?"

"What's with that expression?"

Fang Mo said, "Don't jump to conclusions, I'm not even married yet, and this kid isn't mine."

"Is it because you don't have someone you like?"

Yoruichi asked curiously.

"The person I like is no longer in this world." Fang Mo casually waved his hand, "Let's not talk about this topic, it's annoying just to think about it."

"…Sorry."

Yoruichi lowered her head upon hearing this and then tactfully changed the subject: "Speaking of which, you're just unilaterally beating up Ichigo and Chad, can this really be considered training?"

"The famous saying, only those who are alive have the right to speak."

Fang Mo said, "If they can withstand my torment, then at least they should have maxed out their abilities in taking hits and positioning. Even facing Aizen, they wouldn't be killed with one strike. As long as they are alive, there's still a chance."

"That does make some sense."

Yoruichi nodded, "But aren't you being a bit too harsh?"

"It's okay, at least they are still alive."

Fang Mo didn't seem to care much, "But hearing you say that, I do think they are a bit too weak, so I'll slightly strengthen them later."

"Your strengthening means…"

Before Yoruichi could finish, they heard a splash, and Yasutora Sado hurriedly climbed out of the hot spring, gasping for air on the ground.

"Literally strengthening." While saying this, Fang Mo gestured to Yasutora Sado not too far away: "Brother Chad, this won't do. You can't even break a red brick, come have a couple of Unko, and I guarantee your fame will echo through the streets of Karakura Town, and those Visored won't dare to oppose you."

"Mr. Fang Mo, you can just call me Chad."

Yasutora Sado said somewhat awkwardly, then slowly got up from the ground and walked over to him.

"Here, eat these two things first." Fang Mo didn't mind these details, first cheerfully taking out two golden apples, and then pointed to a tool assembly table not too far away: "Then put your arm up here, I'll try if I can implant a Redstone into you. But remember not to use this hand for certain activities in the future, it might be too fast…"

After listening, Yasutora Sado was somewhat speechless, but he was originally the type of person not very good at speaking, so he didn't say much.

In his view, since one is staking their life on becoming stronger, one would naturally listen to whatever the other party says, as this is also a part of cultivation. Thus, without a word, he directly took two apples and crunched away at them.

After finishing the apples in a few bites, Yasutora Sado squatted down and then placed his hands on the tool forging bench.

"Mr. Fang Mo, is this okay?"

Yasutora Sado asked.

"Ah yes, yes, don't move yet."

Fang Mo nodded, then grabbed a handful of redstone and sprinkled it over, resulting in a flash of red light, indeed illuminating a streak of red light on his arm.

"Hm?"

Fang Mo also felt a bit surprised: "Really works?"

Seeing this, Fang Mo immediately began the enhancement, first with redstone, followed by the durability of a large obsidian slab. Yasutora Sado's arm turned out to be even more formidable than the Shield Shun Rokuhana, with both the redstone and durability enhanced to the maximum level and still able to be further strengthened.

Thus, Fang Mo did not hesitate and started to hit it with quartz that represents 'sharpness', and diamonds that enhance all attributes.

However, just as Fang Mo was about to add a piston that represents 'knockback'.

Yasutora Sado suddenly spoke up.

He was already sweating profusely at some point, his clothes completely soaked with sweat, and of course, his arm was severely swollen. His voice trembled a bit as he said: "Mr. Fang Mo...I feel like I can't hold on any longer..."

"Oh, then let's stop here."

Fang Mo nodded, giving up the idea of smashing a giant piston one meter square into his arm.

"Mr. Fang Mo."

As soon as Fang Mo dropped the piston to the ground, Kurosaki Ichigo stood up from the ground not far away: "I've recovered, please continue with the practical training."

"Young people recover quickly."

Seeing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but sigh, then clenched his fist and disappeared from the spot…

…

In summary, that's how it is.

Time flew by quickly, and several days passed.

Under Fang Mo's training, the group's strength had indeed improved significantly.

Inoue Orihime's reaction ability increased a lot, she focused more on her positioning, and understood her role, seeing herself completely as a healer now.

Chad ate the golden apple and the enchanted golden apple, and his right hand was strengthened by the Invincible Tinker' Construct mod. He can now tear apart Gillian-level Hollows with his hands, and even when facing Adjuchas-level Hollows, if they're not Arrancars, he can hold his own in a fight.

As for the one who changed the most, of course, it was Kurosaki Ichigo.

After several days of getting beaten up and meditation, he has now initially mastered the power of Hollowfication, and the Substitute Shinigami Badge was temporarily left at home, his strength increased countless times.

However, until now, he still couldn't persuade the Quincy powers within him, that is, the powers of Yhwach, to stop suppressing his Shinigami powers.

In conclusion, Fang Mo felt that Kurosaki Ichigo still had a lot of room for improvement.

But while Fang Mo was tirelessly happy about this, they couldn't continue training like this anymore.

This was partly because Kurosaki Ichigo and the others were high school students, in other words... they needed to attend school. They had been taking leave, but this couldn't continue indefinitely. Even if Kurosaki Ichigo and Chad, these rough men, didn't care, Orihime Inoue, being a girl, staying here all the time was indeed inconvenient.

In just a few days.

They all began to emit a strange smell.

So, they agreed to go home to rest, attend school during the day, and come back for training if they had time after school.

Of course, besides this reason, there was another... Urahara Kisuke arrived.

He brought a piece of not-so-good news.

The Soul Society had already roughly grasped Aizen's plan.

According to what they said, before his betrayal, Aizen had gone to the great library to inquire about the method to create the Ōken. Combining this with his taking of the Hōgyoku and his previous statements, everyone came to a terrifying conclusion.

"Aizen's goal is to create the Ōken."

Urahara Kisuke said to Fang Mo seriously, "He wants to kill and replace the Soul King, destroy the Soul Society, and creating the Ōken requires the souls of all humans in Karakura Town as a medium. This is an unprecedented crisis."

"Oh, then what?"

Fang Mo asked.

"You…" Seeing Fang Mo's attitude, Urahara Kisuke also realized, "You already knew his goal?"

"Aizen is not wrong, the history of your Soul Society is indeed messed up."

Fang Mo shrugged, "But unfortunately, he can't achieve this. Even without me, Kurosaki Ichigo can oppose him. Isn't that what you guys had planned all along?"

"…"

Upon hearing Fang Mo's statement, Urahara Kisuke also fell silent.

"You said you want to obtain the Hogyoku." After a long silence, Urahara Kisuke finally spoke, "Your purpose... shouldn't be like Aizen's, right?"

"As you can see, I am not an existence of this world."

Fang Mo straightforwardly said, "If I had the leisure, I might even take care of the mess in the Soul Society, ruthlessly dealing with those nobles... But as I said, I have urgent matters now. Hogyoku is something I plan to take back to make a wish, and the life or death of your world has nothing to do with me."

"The thing that you and the Gotei 13 would risk your lives to protect," Fang Mo said calmly, to a somewhat terrifying extent, "is worthless in front of my wish."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Urahara Kisuke wasn't angry; instead, he even breathed a sigh of relief. With the other saying so, he somewhat believed him. It seemed that he indeed was an enemy to Aizen, at least for now he would help them fight against Aizen.

"Right."

While Urahara Kisuke was pondering these things, Fang Mo suddenly spoke again, "Is your laboratory rebuilt?"

"That can hardly be called a laboratory..."

Urahara Kisuke asked, "Why bring this up all of a sudden?"

"Out of boredom, I thought of visiting your collection." Fang Mo said casually, "Of course, not for free. I can also exchange items from my world with you."

"Is that so?"

Urahara Kisuke nodded, as a scientist, he was indeed very curious about another world. After thinking for a bit, he also nodded, "Then let's go, but just to let you know, the stuff on my side is very limited, the real good stuff is all in the Technology Development Bureau of the Soul Society."

"No problem, we can talk about the Technology Development Bureau later."

Fang Mo waved his hand, "Let's go."

"Alright."

Urahara Kisuke nodded slightly, then walked towards a dimensional gate not far away, pushed the door open, and went through it. Shortly after, the two of them reappeared in Kurosaki Ichigo's bedroom.

Since Kurosaki Ichigo needs to go to school during the day, no one was there.

Only a lion plush toy was lying on the bed looking at erotic pictures.

However, just as the two were about to leave through the window, suddenly the entire spiritual particles of Karakura Town began to tremble restlessly. An immensely terrifying spiritual pressure appeared out of nowhere above Karakura Town, and almost everyone capable of sensing spiritual energy instinctively looked up into the sky.

"An enemy is coming."

Urahara Kisuke's expression became stern, and he immediately said,

"Oh, I know." Fang Mo seemed not to care much. If he remembered correctly, this invasion by the Arrancars, ordered by Aizen for Ulquiorra to take Orihime Inoue, was supposed to involve an enemy who was merely cannon fodder, someone named Loly.

With that thought, Fang Mo casually looked up into the sky, intending to play along with Aizen's plan.

However, it was this glance that made Fang Mo freeze on the spot.

"Holy shit... Stark!?"