Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

In order not to be taken advantage of, Ruyueming also made demands on Yeyi.

It must be said that the soft cat fur feels really nice, just like stroking a super comfortable blanket, which relaxes the whole body and mind.

Occasionally cuddling a cat is indeed a great way to pass the time.

Of course, it's important to be mindful of the appropriate level of measurement.

Otherwise, it's easy to bleed.

“I said, there’s no need to be so surprised.”

The black cat nestled lazily in Ruyueming's arms, purring contentedly, its little black paws gently patting the ground.

Because of her excessive fondness for cats, Yoruichi's habits, after becoming a black cat, would to some extent resemble those of a black cat.

For example, when she is in the environment where she feels most at ease, and the temperature around her is warm and comfortable, her paws will unconsciously knead.

“The Third Division Captain Tomofumi Takeda and the Seventh Division Captain Fuchigami Osamu have both betrayed us. Kuchiki Hibiki is just a third seat in the Sixth Division.”

"It's not unusual for betrayals to occur, is it?"

Although Kisuke Urahara had handled most of the paperwork, Yoruichi still dutifully reviewed the contents again and added more detailed annotations.

Therefore, she was very clear about the current situation of Seireitei.

Furthermore, as the head of the Shihōin family, he was extremely knowledgeable about the secrets of the nobility.

In her eyes, the Soul Society was only peaceful on the surface.

Behind the scenes, in the shadows, countless things that cannot be brought to the forefront have been bred.

"It's perfectly normal."

Ru Yueming scratched his head. "However, the problem is not whether or not he betrayed us, but the reasons why Xiu Mu Xianghe betrayed us, and the danger he himself poses."

“I warned Old Man Shan before that he should be careful of this guy, but I didn’t expect it to come to this.”

Black Cat nodded, his expression becoming more serious: "Indeed, upon learning of Kuchiki Hibiki's defection, Captain-Commander Yamamoto immediately convened a meeting of squad leaders and sounded the highest alert."

"The last time the highest alert was sounded, it was when the ronin of Rukongai gathered and besieged Seireitei. In the end, it was only by the combined efforts of the seven captains that the turmoil was quelled."

"This shows how much importance is attached to the Xiumu Xianghe River."

Ru Yueming blinked.

Are these ronin really that brave?

The four major regions of the southeast, northwest, and southwest are directly besieging Seireitei?

Didn't they know that the old man in the mountain had weapons even more vicious than guns?

"By the way, Captain-Commander Yamamoto also instructed that Shinigami of the rank of vice-captain and above must master the Mind Control Technique."

"Would you like to learn how?"

The black cat raised its head and looked up at Ruyueming.

"study!"

Ru Yueming agreed without hesitation.

Based on his understanding of Kuchiki Kyouga, while his Zanpakuto Muramasa is powerful, it also has significant drawbacks, such as being unable to work against enemies who have closed their hearts.

For example, before Muramasa draws his sword, his Shikai cannot turn his Zanpakuto against him.

The mental attacks and memory readings that follow Bankai are also ineffective against people who have closed off their hearts.

"The first thing to master in the Mind-Sealing Technique is..."

Night began to patiently guide and carefully break down each step, trying to help Ruyue Ming master this skill as quickly as possible.

…………

Rukongai.

A death squad cautiously advanced, occasionally taking out their observation tools to survey the spiritual particles in the surrounding air, searching for any possible clues.

On their arms hung the insignia of the 8th and 13th Divisions, respectively, symbolizing their respective identities.

At the very front of the line, two figures, standing out from the crowd, were walking slowly.

"So complicated……"

Kyoraku Shunsui, draped in a pink patterned haori, adjusted her straw hat, sighed helplessly, and looked at the figure beside her:

"Fuzhu, tell me, how could Old Man Shan be so heartless as to send the two of us out to search for the trail of the Rotting Wood River? This is worse than torture!"

Beside him, Jushiro Ukitake was intently sensing his surroundings with his spiritual pressure, his attitude extremely serious.

Unlike before, Ukitake's complexion has improved a lot. Although it is still a little worse than normal, he no longer has the problem of severe coughing.

In Unohana Retsu’s words, Ukitake Jushiro will be able to live like a normal person from now on.

Therefore, he specifically volunteered to participate in this arrest mission.

Yamamoto was worried about him, so he sent Kyoraku Shunsui along as well.

As a teacher, he had always witnessed the friendship between his two students, and there was no more perfect candidate than Kyoraku to take care of Ukitake.

Moreover, both of them are exceptionally strong among the captains. Even without their Zanpakuto, they are still able to hold their own against Kuchiki Kyoga with their superior abilities.

"I'm sorry, Chunshui, I've dragged you into this."

Upon hearing his friend's complaint, Ukitake chuckled apologetically and said, "If I hadn't volunteered for the mission, Master might have sent another captain to Rukongai instead."

Kyoraku Shunsui grinned.

Having gotten rid of his cough symptoms, Ukitake was actually finding it a little difficult to adjust.

But it's better this way.

Recently, the Thirteenth Squad has undergone significant changes, and as the captain of the intelligence squad, he has witnessed everything.

First of all, Yamamoto is clearly more active than he has been in the last one or two hundred years. He doesn't seem like an old man who is thousands of years old at all. He is full of energy every day.

Whether in team meetings or private conversations, his temper has noticeably worsened.

Moreover, he's prone to tearing off his clothes and starting fights at the drop of a hat, which is increasingly resembling the old mountain man he initially remembered.

I don't know if it's because I've gone through menopause again.

Secondly, there are changes in the various squads.

The most obvious example is the Fourth Division, which is responsible for logistics and medical care. According to reliable sources, the heart-wrenching howls of wild beasts can often be heard from the garden behind the comprehensive medical facility.

When someone asked Captain Unohana about her, she gave an unsure answer and refused to let the conversation continue.

Kyoraku Shunsui suffered a setback in this regard.

Secondly, Captain Unohana's complexion has clearly improved. Even after working through the night to perform surgeries on the wounded and sick, she still has a rosy complexion.

Even with his extensive knowledge and experience, Kyoraku Shunsui still couldn't understand what had happened to Unohana Retsu.

Then there's the change in Jushiro Ukitake.

This is the most important thing to him.

The friendship between close friends and colleagues is not just empty words.

The relationship between him and Ukitake has evolved from friendship to kinship; in his eyes, Ukitake is like a family member.

Seeing his centuries-old ailment cured, besides Ukitake, probably made him and Yamamoto the happiest.

In this respect, I should really thank that junior apprentice who has only recently started learning.

Kyoraku Shunsui stroked his stubble-covered chin, deep in thought.

What would be a good way to express my gratitude?

According to the information he obtained, Ru Yueming was very talented and worked very hard in cultivation, perfectly matching the image of other people's disciples that the old man in the mountain often mentioned.

People like that have never truly understood the beauty of the world.

Hmm, if I have the chance in the future, I'll take my junior brother to the red-light district for drinks. I heard that a new courtesan has joined the fugetsu izakaya, and she sings very well.

When my junior brother finds out, he will definitely be grateful to his senior brother.

Just as Kyoraku Shunsui was thinking about these random things, a soldier not far from the two suddenly became alert and shouted:

"Captain, we've detected residual spiritual pressure from Kuchiki Kyouga here!"

Kyoraku and Ukitake exchanged a glance, then vanished from their spot and reappeared beside the team members in a flash, carefully examining the information displayed on the spirit-finding tool.

This is the latest research and development achievement of the 12th Division, produced by Kiryu Hikifune.

It contains a built-in Kido barrier that can capture the spiritual pressure of a designated person simply by channeling spiritual pressure.

Its appearance is similar to a modern pager.

"Oh my, Kuchiki Kyoga isn't hiding his spiritual pressure. Is he showing off to the Thirteenth Division, or is he directly declaring war as a traitor?"

Kyoraku Shunsui confirmed the coordinates on the spirit tool and found that Kuchiki Hibiki's location was not far from them.

"Yo, let's go!"

Ukitake was even more eager than Kyoraku Shunsui; having recovered from his illness, he couldn't wait to fight his enemy.

"Hey, Ukitake, don't act like a hot-blooded brat."

Kyoraku Shunsui caught up in a flash, "Don't forget, you're already several hundred years old..."

Watching the two captains disappear into the distance, the Death Squad members exchanged glances, unsure whether they should follow.

Just then, the sound of Kyoraku Shunsui drifted on the wind:

"Stay where you are."

"This enemy is beyond your capabilities."

The two hadn't gone far when Kuchiki Kyouga's spiritual pressure appeared within their perception range.

When we entered the dense forest surrounded by mountains.

A figure stood quietly under the shade of a tree, as if waiting for the two of them.

His once handsome face was now distorted, half of his face was restrained by instruments of torture, and his lake-green eyes were filled with hatred for everything in the world.

The red floral gauze fluttered in the wind, while the black shihaka uniform was stained with indelible bloodstains.