Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"It really is……"

"It's utterly inhuman and outrageous."

As Yueming casually shattered the cup, dispersing the spiritual energy gathered within and completely extinguishing Scarface's will to live.

"A family was killed just because of a verbal argument."

Aizen raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no surprise.

In his view, the world is inherently rife with evil.

People like Scarface, who kill entire families at the slightest provocation, are not exactly rare in the records of Soul Society.

When a person possesses power that is not commensurate with their will, their mindset often undergoes subtle changes.

Good or evil is just a matter of a single thought.

"Alright, now that we know the modus operandi and the murderer has been brought to justice."

Ru Yueming clapped his hands and began to pack up his tools of the crime.

From incense and candles to rattles, everything is a reward from daily fortune-telling. Although they are not very useful, they are definitely high-quality compared to similar products on the market.

It's worth mentioning that rewards like these can be placed in a dedicated space within the system.

Of course, this only applies to inanimate objects.

The wild rabbit he drew a few days ago has no way of being stored.

Left with no other choice, they slaughtered it and then ate several large bowls of rice with tears in their eyes.

Aizen was already used to Kisaragi Akira's actions.

Putting incense, candles, and bells into a pocket without the pocket moving at all—these are all child's play.

He had seen it before, when Ru Yueming pulled a brand new bed out of his crotch.

Although he didn't understand how he managed to stuff it in, Aizen had made up his mind that he would never easily touch anything belonging to Asuka.

Who knows where this heartless guy put those things before?

After retrieving Scarface's Zanpakuto, the two cleaned up the scene and then prepared to return the way they came.

This mission wasn't particularly difficult; even if other elite students were to handle it, they could complete it, it would just be a little more troublesome.

The difference between ordinary Shinigami soldiers and elite students is not that great.

Of course, the gap between him and Akira Kisaragi and Aizen is a bit exaggerated.

The sheer amount of spiritual pressure it generates is something that ordinary Shinigami cannot withstand.

"Sōyōsuke, let's go."

Kisaragi glanced at Aizen, who was still observing his surroundings, and urged, "Time waits for no one. If we go back early, we can still make it to the Shinigami cafeteria for dinner."

"We're having a special tofu dish tonight!"

Aizen glanced at Akira, said nothing, and turned to follow.

This guy can't remember the class schedule or the theoretical knowledge, but he remembers the menu that the Shin-O cafeteria releases every week perfectly.

Perhaps this is what talent is.

"I don't know if it's just my imagination."

Aizen and Akira walked side by side down the empty street, and Aizen calmly began to speak:

"This mission doesn't seem to be as simple as it appears."

As the moon shone brightly, it slapped Aizen's shoulder hard and said in a carefree manner:

"There aren't that many twists and turns."

"The deaths of civilians are not uncommon in Rukongai."

"Only the top ten neighborhoods can maintain a stable life."

At this point, Ru Yueming's lips curled into a slight smile: "And this is precisely what ordinary people yearn for most..."

Upon hearing this, Aizen nodded.

Like Ruyueming, he was also a commoner born and raised in Rukongai, so he naturally knew the "rules" here.

Compared to the areas where the nobles lived, the Rukongai, located further back, was more like hell...

However, when the two figures disappeared one after the other at the end of the street.

A faint light shone on the empty ground, and what should have been an empty space appeared as a hazy blur.

It's as if the image has been covered with a layer of white mosaic...

The two were not moving slowly.

It was even faster than when it arrived.

Aizen was slightly puzzled, but could only attribute the reason to the guy next to him, and wanted to hurry back to eat.

As soon as they left the Shanding Temple area, Ruyueming's pace slowed down instantly.

He clenched his fists slightly, glanced at Aizen beside him with lingering fear, and whispered:

"You've probably noticed it too, haven't you?"

"Is it an anomaly with the spirit particles?" Aizen frowned, puzzled, as he looked at the unfamiliar expression he had never seen before.

Ru Yueming shook his head, turned back to look in the direction of Shanding Temple, and murmured:

"No!"

"It's the smell of death..."

Chapter 28 Humanoid Self-Propelled Mine Sweeper

From the moment I stepped into the Zenjong Temple area.

The instinct for danger begins to frantically warn, and endless malice attacks from all directions.

It felt as if the next step would be to step into the abyss of death.

Unlike when he and Unohana Retsu engaged in a kendo duel.

Her danger stems from pure killing intent and an instinctive desire to fight.

The danger in the Shanding Temple area is more like a mixture of malice and murderous intent, as well as a disregard for life.

Although it was impossible to detect the exact location of the other party's spiritual pressure.

But Ru Yueming knew very well that the malicious master might be silently observing the two of them from some corner.

Therefore, he dared not make any unusual moves.

Everything proceeded as usual.

Only after successfully leaving the Zenjō-ji area did the premonition of danger disappear, and the tension in my nerves gradually subsided.

"The taste of death..."

Aizen frowned slightly, trying hard to recall everything unusual that had just happened in the Zenjoji area.

He was aware of Ru Yueming's inexplicable intuition.

Therefore, there was no doubt about the truthfulness of these words.

But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't find any clues.

"Well, don't worry about it too much."

Ru Yueming laughed heartlessly, "Let Teacher Feng and the others have a headache then."

"All we need to do is hand over the killer's Zanpakuto and give a truthful report, and this matter will have nothing to do with us."

"And you can also get a good reward."

"Tonight's tofu dish is on me, the priestess!"

Aizen nodded almost imperceptibly.

Although what Ruyueming said made sense.

But for some reason, ever since he heard what was said earlier, he had felt uneasy.

With his current spiritual pressure level, he can evade perception and remain undetected.

At the very least, he should be a team leader, right?

Has this incident actually involved a captain-level figure?

What role did the traitorous Grim Reaper play in all of this?

What is the truth of the matter?

Aizen lowered his eyelids slightly, and in his deliberately concealed pupils, a flame of curiosity burned fiercely.

…………

Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.

teacher's office.

Feng Run stared at the Zanpakuto with its distinctive personal characteristics placed on the table, lost in thought.

How long has it been?

The incident was investigated and the murderer was executed in less than a day.

This kid's current strength is already comparable to that of a high-ranking official, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Feng Run narrowed his eyes and began to scrutinize Ru Yueming, who was sitting in the other teachers' seats with a lazy look on her face.

Can't see through!

It's completely unfathomable now!

"This is the reward you deserve."