Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Akira grabbed Kisuke Urahara by the shoulder and lifted him off the ground:

"I'm very satisfied with your performance. Let's talk about the reward now."

Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara suffered cardiac and pulmonary arrest.

When Ruyueming mentioned the reward last time, he directly revealed the ugly face of the bureaucratic class, presenting him with a mountain of paperwork and stipulating that he should complete it within one day.

This time, he's made such a big fuss; who knows what kind of trouble he'll cause in the end?

He was about to refuse, but before he could speak, Ru Yueming interrupted him:

"From today onwards, you are the vice-captain of my Eleventh Division!"

Urahara Kisuke: "?"

This can't just be described as scary; it's downright terrifying.

What makes him, a mere Shinigami soldier, worthy of being the vice-captain of the Eleventh Division?!

"Isn't this inappropriate?"

Kisuke Urahara grimaced as someone pressed down on him with their palm.

"What's appropriate or inappropriate?"

Ru Yueming waved his hand and said, "If I say it's okay, then it's okay. The appointment of the deputy captain doesn't need to go through the 46th Chamber, nor does it need to involve Old Man Shan."

"Besides, your strength is barely passable, and your intelligence is second only to mine."

"You're the perfect choice for vice-captain, Kisuke!"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Kisuke Urahara could only force a smile that looked worse than a grimace.

This time, we've really fallen into a den of thieves.

He could already imagine the miserable life that awaited him.

…………

West Rukongai, District 1.

A bustling flower-lined street, a secluded tavern.

"Senior Brother Chunshui, is it really okay for you to bring me to a place like this without telling Vice Captain Lisa?"

As Ruyue Ming gazed at the gently rippling sake in her cup, a hint of anticipation flashed in her eyes.

Since coming into this world, he has rarely drunk alcohol. The few bottles of sake he occasionally won in the sign-in lottery were all offered as sacrifices to the One-Eyed God.

Judging from his reaction, Mimihachi seems to really like this sacrificial offering.

Because of its help to him, Ru Yueming later kept all the sake and other things for use in the sacrificial rites.

All I can say is, as long as the big boss is happy.

Kyoraku stroked his stubble-covered chin: "Well, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know about this kind of thing?"

"Junior brother, don't be too tense in life. A balance between work and rest is the right attitude towards life."

After saying that, Kyoraku beckoned, and soon a beautiful geisha dressed in a kimono came to his side and respectfully poured him some sake.

"Besides, it's your senior brother treating, what are you afraid of?"

Kyoraku took a sip of his drink and chuckled, "Besides, this is the most luxurious tavern in Rukongai, and there will be a courtesan's artistic performance later."

"That won't work."

Ru Yueming shook her head, "It's probably too late to watch it tonight."

"Why?" Kyoraku was taken aback and looked up.

"I made plans with Sister Lie to admire the moon."

"Sister Lie?" Jing Le was completely bewildered. A sudden thought flashed through his mind, causing him to widen his eyes in surprise. "You're not talking about..."

"Captain Unohana?!"

Ruyue Ming nodded, acknowledging Kyoraku's kindness in his heart.

The wine was good, and the geisha was beautiful.

It's just a shame that it's too soft and fluffy.

In comparison, Retsu Unohana is more suitable for him.

She's beautiful and a great fighter; once she gets into the zone, she's even more reckless than him. She truly deserves the title of the first Kenpachi.

"It's okay to lie to your senior brother, just don't lie to yourself too."

Kyoraku chuckled and patted Ruyueming on the shoulder, "If you just say you went to admire the moon with a girl from the Shihōin family, your senior brother won't suspect anything."

"But if it's Captain Unohana..."

He shook his head, looking incredulous.

Ru Yueming didn't say much.

After tasting the sake and confirming that it was good, he took two more bottles to go, put them all on Kyoraku Shunsui's tab, and left Taoyuan Sake House.

Watching his departing figure, Kyoraku Shunsui stroked his chin, which had a rough, matte finish, as if lost in thought.

…………

Fourth Division, Dojo.

A heavy, viscous killing intent permeated the spacious area, as if it were filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with a chilling, bone-chilling killing aura lingering and filling the space.

The moment the sound of a sword being drawn rang out, Unohana stirred violently.

A pristine white figure glided lightly across the floor, her flowing robes billowing in the air. In the instant of the clash of metal, dazzling sparks burst forth.

As the moon shines brightly, he holds his breath and concentrates fully as he draws his sword to meet the attack, starting with the reverse of his robe and perfectly showcasing the exquisite skill of the Death Sword Style.

Seeing this, Unohana Retsu's gentle gaze revealed a hint of joy.

From initially barely managing to hold on, to later taking steady steps, and now to being evenly matched, the two sides are evenly matched.

Ru Yueming's progress was so rapid that it was visible to the naked eye.

The Grim Reaper has an extremely long lifespan, so all forms of cultivation are measured in years.

For example, completing the initial solution can take decades or even longer.

A Shinigami with less talent might not even know the name of his Zanpakuto until his death.

As for Bankai, that's even more difficult.

Every Shinigami who can master Bankai deserves to be recorded in the annals of Soul Society and in textbooks.

Therefore, a talent like Ru Yueming's is already quite extraordinary.

Whether it's swordsmanship, spiritual pressure, or anything else, his performance is truly exceptional, a once-in-a-century achievement.

Unohana Retsu smiled slightly, her fair hands gripping her slightly curved Zanpakuto tightly. As she lightly touched the ground with her toes, she uttered a sigh:

"It's truly something to be excited about."

"But if you have such strength, then I probably don't need to hold back, right?"

Looking at the gentle yet murderous smile before him, a chill suddenly ran up Ru Yueming's head, and a dangerous instinct spread wildly deep within his skull.

The momentary blur almost caused his entire consciousness to succumb to the terrifying killing intent.

The next moment, a pure white figure flashed past, silently arriving in front of Ruyueming, gripping the Zanpakuto in reverse, and slashing down towards Ruyueming's neck.

The movements were so gentle and tender that they seemed to pose no threat whatsoever, like a lover's tender caress.

But what Ru Yueming actually sensed was an extremely chilling killing intent.

Swift and fast, if not for the instinctive anticipation of danger, this strike would have severed his throat.

Unlike their usual battles, under the moonlight, Retsu Unohana seemed to have broken free of her seal, unleashing her murderous aura.

Boom!

The blade was blocked instantly.

Death Sword Style: Parting the Clouds!

Asuka Ming abandoned all irrelevant thoughts and focused entirely on dealing with Unohana Retsu's swordsmanship.

Amidst the tremors of the air, Ru Yueming raised her arms, and the gleaming blade slashed out, reflecting a silvery-white glow in the moonlight.

The broken arc, as if engraved in the moonlight, tore through the spiritual pressure and collided with the Zanpakuto in Retsu Unohana's hand.

Brilliant sparks flew!

During the fierce battle, Retsu Unohana's expression grew increasingly joyful, her braids seemed to be coming undone, and her deep red spiritual pressure clung to her body like thick blood.

The killing intent was bone-chilling!

In an instant, the blade in Ruyueming's hand stirred up a storm unique to the Death Sword School, and countless dazzling slashes rolled forward.

The blade's gleam dispelled the darkness and even suppressed the moonlight.

Unohana Retsu's eyes flashed with barely concealed pleasure, as if she were enjoying the joy of finding a suitable opponent.

The battle between the two intensified and became increasingly violent.

Naked killing intent was being unleashed, blades flashed, and blinding light burst forth from them.

puff-

The sound of flesh tearing apart echoed in the dojo, and a splash of blood splattered onto Unohana Retsu's face, leaving mottled crimson stains on her snow-white skin.

Watching the figure, covered in wounds yet still fighting tenaciously, Unohana Retsu's lips curled into a smile, and she uttered a barely audible whisper:

"I'm so glad..."

"To witness your growth time and time again..."

That's all for tonight. I really can't stay up any longer. My heart rate has been a bit off lately, and I occasionally experience shortness of breath. I have to adjust my sleep schedule. If I keep going like this, I'm afraid I'll die suddenly.

I'm really sorry, I hope my fellow readers can understand. I will try my best to update during the daytime.

Goodnight, everyone...