I'm really not the number one slacker in Soul Society.

Adjust the time back by about half a minute.

Mi Zhen, who was sleeping in the brigade's barracks, suddenly sprang up with a nimble motion.

The first thing he did upon waking was to transfer all his spiritual pressure to Rukongai, creating the illusion of being weak.

Then he stumbled and rushed toward Old Man Shan's office.

But as soon as he took a step, the powerful spiritual pressure coming from the direction of the Tsunayo family gave him a slight shock.

Is this the beginning?

An Cang Yu Shou is a man of skill; if you ask him to do something, he really will!

But doing it this way seems to make my report seem particularly redundant...

But it doesn't matter. As long as I fulfill my reporting responsibilities, I can just rely on Old Man Shan to win.

Mi Zhen's lips twitched, then she continued to run at full speed, dodging and turning four or five times in two or three seconds, before crashing into the door of the captain's office. She then lunged forward in a sickbed position and rolled twice on the ground.

He looked perfectly exhausted from speeding.

Fortunately, the old man didn't go off somewhere to squat and roast sweet potatoes. Instead, he sat properly in front of the table, holding a large calligraphy brush, writing something, I don't know.

"Commander! Something terrible has happened!"

Mi Zhen rolled over and knelt on one knee, saying urgently, "There... there are assassins rushing this way!"

"Please be patient and calm."

The old man stroked his beard: "I've already noticed that thieves are rushing towards the headquarters—but Seireitei is not..."

He seemed to want to say something polite, but halfway through his sentence, his spiritual pressure senses detected the battle taking place in the distance, so he changed his words and said, "The Fourth Division Captain Retsu Unohana has already gone to meet the enemy. There's no need to panic. The villain is only one person and can't cause any big trouble."

Mima also sensed the change in spiritual pressure outside, but he wasn't sure if Unohana alone could defeat Akuma Mitsuha, so he decided to offer another piece of advice: "Reporting to the Captain-Commander, according to my investigation, that thief should be..."

Before the words were even finished, a pale wave of spiritual pressure suddenly exploded!

The storm even reached Mima's face inside the headquarters. When he looked up, he felt as if the sun in the sky had lost its color. A large amount of pale spiritual pressure, like rain, fell to the ground after the explosion, and then turned into flames that ignited the buildings. In just a few seconds, nearly one-twentieth of Seireitei was engulfed in flames.

If I'm not mistaken... Unohana's spiritual pressure seemed to be rapidly declining during this outburst!

Although it wasn't life-threatening, or even seriously injured, Mima could imagine that she had been sent flying far away by this attack that looked like a Cero but was very unfamiliar, and that she had landed somewhere in Seireitei.

Holy crap, this thing is way too powerful!

The old man's expression turned serious in an instant. He immediately stood up, tapped his cane on the ground, released the Ryujin Jakka hidden in the cane, and then frowned and shouted.

"Flush your teeth."

"My subordinate is here."

An elderly man with a full head of white hair, except for a single black wisp, appeared in the office as the old man from the mountain called out.

It is Genjiro Oki, the third seat of the first division.

Currently, Chojiro Sasaki is a guest at the Shihōin residence, so he will have to temporarily take on this important task.

"Take Watanabe Yama away and then arrange for evacuation."

The old man in the mountain said decisively, "We need to be quick!"

"As ordered!"

At this point, Mima was too lazy to even comment on Tsuna, Yayo, and the Shihouin family's bizarre thought processes.

Knowing that their goal was to defeat the old man in the mountains, and having the advantage of being in the shadows, the method they came up with was, "Let's gather a really good fighter and go up to challenge the old man in the mountains head-on."

Is it a nobleman's inexplicable sense of dignity, or should we be amazed that they dared to look at old man Qingshan?

In any case, according to the information obtained from Forty-Two, the Tsunayo family is the biggest victim in this incident.

Because the Shihouin family didn't put in any real effort, their idea was just "if it succeeds, great; if it fails, Tsunayo will take the fall for me," while the Tsunayo family was seriously planning.

That being said, Mi really couldn't understand why they thought they could kill Old Man Shan head-on.

Following the usual pattern, doing something like this would definitely involve targeting someone specifically, such as extinguishing the fire prince or usurping the Star Badge.

Neither Muramasa, Aizen, nor Yhwach dared to directly confront the old man.

If Tsunayo Fumizuki didn't have any other preparations, then all that can be said about Mima is that he's incredibly brave and awesome.

Or does Dark Azure Guardian possess some kind of method that can target Old Man Mountain?

He originally planned to use the Historical Retracing technique directly on the coffin, but he didn't expect that as soon as he sneaked in, Tsunayo Fumizuki followed up and woke up Ansou Mitsuki with a sword. The speed of his actions was truly astonishing.

That completely eliminated his chance to gather intelligence.

"Watanabe, the fifth seat, please follow me."

After the old man gave the order, Genjiro immediately stood up, walked to Mima's side, and told him to retreat.

Mima nodded, casually set up a camera on the wall, and prepared to retreat with Genjiro Oki.

But an unexpected event occurred.

With a muffled thud that only occurs when a whirring machine is used, a new person suddenly appeared in the room.

Over two meters tall, the naked Dark Azure Imperial Hand floated in mid-air, looking calmly at the old man of the mountain.

The huge wound inflicted by Unohana was healing rapidly, and within seconds it would be exactly the same as before—the same was true for her left hand, which had been charred black by the explosion.

A spiritual pressure as heavy as a mountain appeared with him, equally applied to everyone in the office. The old man only raised an eyebrow, unmoved. Mima also felt there was nothing to be afraid of, but Oki, who was only a vice-captain, was immediately overwhelmed and could not breathe. Cold sweat poured out, and even his forward steps froze.

Mima thought for a fraction of a second and decided that this was the normal reaction, so she started trembling as well.

"Captain..."

He struggled to speak, saying, "It's...this person!"

"This spiritual pressure..."

The old man stared at An Cang Yu Shou, his withered, bamboo-like fingers gripping the hilt of the Ryujin Jakka sword tightly. His solemn expression gradually turned gloomy: "It's very similar to that 'monster' from two thousand years ago."

The only one who could be described like that by him is probably one of the former rulers of Hueco Mundo, the Hollow "Mitsutomo" who was personally defeated by the Zero Division.

Have you ever seen one of my kind?

An Cang Yu Shou suddenly showed a hint of curiosity: "This is quite interesting. I thought they had all been killed by those 'Transcendent Ones'."

But the old man did not answer him. Instead, he used his thumb to draw Ryujin Jakka from its sheath and declared in a fearless voice, "State your purpose."

"You are Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni?"

"It's the old man."

“That makes things simple.” An Cangyu raised the divine sword in his hand and replied, “I’m here to kill you.”

The atmosphere was tense, like a taut string, ready to explode at any moment.

Clearly, neither side is the type to engage in twenty minutes of verbal sparring before a fight. Once they've confirmed their hostility towards each other, there's no need for further conversation.

Yamamoto Genryusai was the first to make a move!

"How laughable—all things in the universe have turned to ashes!"

Without any drawing of the sword, the blazing flames instantly reduced the scabbard of Ryujin Jakka to ashes.

With a loud shout, the old man swung his sword and slashed!

"Flowing blade like fire!"

Clearly taking into account the relationship between Genjiro Okabe and Yama, the flames from this slash were deliberately confined to a very small area, and did not even burn the interior furnishings, but only left a few black marks.

But the Dark Azure Warrior, who faced the blade head-on, obviously didn't receive such favorable treatment.

Even though he had already raised his sword to meet him.

But the explosive flames, reaching thousands of degrees, swelled up his body like tendrils along the blade, instantly igniting him like a torch.

It also blocked out that strange spiritual pressure.

"Chongya, let's go!"

Before the old man could finish speaking, Genjiro simply picked up Yama and carried him on his back, then ran wildly, disappearing from the headquarters in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, almost all the members of the First Division have been sent out on missions in the past few days, so there is no need for special evacuation, which greatly reduces Genjiro Oki's workload.

"Watanabe, Fifth Seat, do you have any spiritual pressure left?"

As he ran, Genjiro Okiya asked Mima.

“I’ve recovered a bit,” Mima replied, “but I probably won’t have the strength to fight for a while.”

“But I can only ask you for help right now… After all, my achievements in the Kido are quite limited.” Genjiro Oki carried Yama out of the First Division barracks, found a relatively secluded place to stop, and then said, “Please have Fifth Seat Watanabe immediately release Tentei Kūra to inform the entire Seireitei that the Captain-Commander is in battle, and tell all members below the rank of Captain not to approach this place under any circumstances.”

"it is good."

Mi Zhen wiped the sweat that he had forced out of his forehead, then sat cross-legged on the ground, holding his breath and beginning to chant: "Black and white net! Twenty-two bridges, sixty-six crowns, footprints, distant thunder, peaks, return to the earth, night lurking, sea of ​​clouds, azure sequence, filling the great circle, straight to the sky! Binding Path Seventy-Seven - Heavenly Void!"

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The matter was not complicated; Mi Zhen, who had opened the server-wide megaphone, explained it clearly in just a few words.

Of course, he only mentioned the key points, such as "unidentified thieves are confronting the captain," and he certainly couldn't reveal the more specific details. As a result, different parties began to react differently.

First, there were the ordinary soldiers who did not realize the seriousness of the problem. For many of them, this was the first time in their lives that they had heard the news that "the commander-in-chief is fighting." Not only were they not afraid, but they even wanted to join in. However, they were quickly stopped by their superiors.

Next was Kuchiki Ginrei, who was drinking tea at home.

"Since it's already come to the forefront..."

The usually kind-looking old man smiled slightly: "Then we must take action."

So he picked up his Zanpakuto, left the Kuchiki residence, and began moving towards the headquarters.

Unohana, who had been hit by a Cero and landed on the edge of Seireitei, sighed as she lay in the crater. She stood up, dusted herself off, and casually tossed the Meat Drop into the air. With a whispered command, the curved blade transformed into a floating, manta ray-like, one-eyed green creature.

She leaped onto the back of the mysterious creature, healing herself with her healing powers as she hurried toward the battlefield.

Meanwhile, at the Shihouin family, one of the culprits, the atmosphere was quite awkward.

Chapter 112: Soul Society's Number One Bargain Hunter

Ever since the massive change in spiritual pressure was reported from the headquarters, and after Mima's Tentei Kōra recounted the events, the high-ranking members of the Shihōin family fell into an eerie silence.

They looked at each other, seemingly wanting to say something but not daring to speak.