Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

At the time, Kuruyashiki felt he couldn't stand the tedious and boring guard work, so he declined the Zero Squad's recruitment.

Thinking of this, he chuckled. If even the Kuriyashiki couldn't stand it, did this great monk think he could?

"There are many benefits to becoming a member of Squad Zero."

"For example, one can use the power of the Spirit King to reconstruct their body and possess their own Zero Palace..."

"I reject!"

Just as Hyosube Ichibei was explaining the benefits of the Zero Squad, they heard Kisaragi Akira's resolute voice.

Hyobu Ichibei looked astonished, seemingly finding it hard to believe.

This is the second Shinigami in two hundred years to refuse promotion. Does that mean the Zero Division is really that bad?

"why?"

"Like Kuruyashiki, I don't want to spend my whole life in this boring place."

Ru Yueming shook her head, showing her resistance.

The Soul King Palace is good, but it's not as good as Hueco Mundo or the Wandenreich.

He had no friends, relatives, or teachers here.

Even if he was scolded by the old man every day in Soul Society, he felt it was a hundred or a thousand times better than being in the Spirit King Palace.

I thought Hyosube Ichibei would be furious, but to my surprise, the fat monk revealed a strange smile:

"So that's what you were worried about."

"Rest assured, Lord Spirit King anticipated this. You only need to agree to become a member of the Zero Division; you do not need to take on the responsibility of guarding Lord Spirit King."

"Brother Ruyue, this is a concession made especially for you by Lord Lingwang."

You wouldn't refuse His kindness, would you?

Senjumaru, who was standing nearby, listened to the conversation between the two, and a strange expression appeared on his pale face.

Back when she was promoted to the Zero Division, Hyosube Ichibei, though kind, stood firm on matters of principle and would never back down.

Let alone refusing to guard duty, even if you want to leave the Spirit King Palace, you need to report to him in advance.

But what's going on with this current state?

Furthermore, why does Lord Lingwang treat Ruyueming with such preferential treatment?

Could it be that……

Is this guy His illegitimate son?!

Chapter 269 A Vicious Spirit Like the Bright Moon

"To be honest, I'm somewhat tempted, but not really."

Asuka Akira said honestly, "From the perspective of a Shinigami, becoming a member of the Zero Division is undoubtedly the highest honor, a goal pursued by countless Shinigami and even nobles."

"From my personal perspective, however, the Zero Squad is nothing more than a dispensable honor."

"The benefits you mentioned don't seem to be very appealing to me."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, striking a fit pose, as if to say:

"Look, is this supreme physical body inferior to the body constructed from the power of a Spirit King?"

"Furthermore, since I don't live in the Spirit King Palace, Lingfan Lidian is even less of a use."

Upon hearing this answer, the monk smiled, showing no sign of displeasure.

Having lived for millions of years, he still has a relatively stable temperament.

They won't get angry because of others' denials or rejections; as long as their bottom line isn't crossed, everything is negotiable.

"Young people are just too impatient."

The monk smiled and said, "Before you refuse, why not experience life in the Spirit King's Palace? It might change your mind."

"You must be quite tired after all this travel."

"Let's rest for the night and discuss this matter again tomorrow."

"Alright."

Ru Yueming nodded, without refusing.

He hadn't had a chance to ask about some of the things Aizen had told him before, and now was not the time to leave the Spirit King Palace.

Seeing this, the monk pointed to the four disc-shaped buildings floating in the sky and gestured:

"Guests are welcome, please choose any place to stay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ru Yueming immediately pointed:

"I want to live with her."

“This crazy woman has always coveted my body, and this is the perfect opportunity to fulfill her wish.”

Senjumaru: "?"

She was about to refuse when she saw Hyosube Ichibei clasp his hands together and laugh heartily:

"Then I'll leave it to you, Senjumaru."

Without giving her a chance to refuse, the monk vanished from the spot in a flash.

Senjumaru glanced at Kirinji Tenjiro, who was grinning beside him. The latter's lips twitched, and he waved his hand while activating Shunpo, hurriedly leaving the area.

What kind of joke is this about the Spirit King?!

He didn't want to stay with this vicious guy any longer.

Although he hadn't gone all out in that battle, it still shattered his pride completely.

The members of the sacred Zero Division don't seem to be as high and mighty as they appear.

Seeing the two leave, and with Nimaiya Oetsu not appearing again, Senjumaru's face paled slightly. After taking a deep breath, he regained his composure.

"In that case..."

"Then come with me."

Ru Yueming grinned and followed.

…………

Shutara Senjumaru's Zero-Fold Departure still has a unique art style, not much different from when he was in Soul Society.

Colorful dyed fabrics hung from the dark ceiling, soaking the empty space into a vibrant tapestry of colors.

It's like a dye house.

Senjumaru walked ahead, and as he passed through a piece of cloth, his figure suddenly disappeared.

Heavy spiritual pressure poured down, surging like a tidal wave, engulfing the entire Zero Palace.

Immediately afterwards, the hanging cloth transformed into a massive torrent, surging down and swallowing up Ruyueming, who was falling behind.

An unimaginable, immense force erupted, as if it were about to crush the person inside.

The next moment, black and red flames burst forth, burning the cloth to ashes, and a figure resembling a demon god stepped out from within.

"Too weak, too weak."

Ru Yueming grinned maliciously, "Crazy woman, things are different now!"

Upon hearing this humiliating title, the veins on Senjumaru's fair forehead bulged.

This brat is really good at making your blood pressure spike.

Just as she was getting angry, her fierce gaze locked onto the figure hiding in the cloth, and she immediately unleashed a terrifying spiritual pressure that seemed to topple the heavens, charging forward to attack.

Senjumaru knew he was in the wrong, so he could only take a deep breath and gather six golden skeletal arms behind him, preparing to fight back.

In an instant, the two sides were locked in battle.

The hard, golden arms moved swiftly, without any variation in technique, nor any gaps for retreat or dodge. In the clash of surging spiritual pressure, the attacks from both sides created countless afterimages.

The scorching heat and the icy cold silk threads exploded in his hands, turning into a deafening roar that echoed throughout the empty hall.

The eight arms roared, displaying unimaginable ferocity in their pure power and speed.

Straight punch, horizontal block, thrust, diagonal slash...

The vast ruins revealed a brutal and ruthless landscape devoid of any technological sophistication.

With a roar and a thunderous sound, golden fragments flew everywhere, and a section of an arm disintegrated under the impact of the fist bone.

In the blink of an eye, Senjumaru was forced to retreat under the suppression of Asuka.

She wasn't good at close combat, but unfortunately, her opponent didn't give her a chance to prepare.

For now, this is the only way to barely sew up the ultimate garment, and then give this brat a painful lesson.

So that he will know that there are always people more capable than himself and that there is always something beyond his reach.

almost.

After paying the price of losing three arms, a hint of triumph flashed in Senjumaru's eyes.

No matter how tough you are, you'll still suffer because you're brainless!

Before anyone knew it, a slender sewing needle appeared between Senjumaru's delicate fingers, with a red thread swaying at its end.

"Kid, you've already lost."

Senjumaru used Shunpo to step backward, lightly stepping on the ruins with a soft thud.

Do you remember the experiment you helped me complete?

"This technique is called, The Ultimate Garment."

A smile played on her rosy lips. As she pulled with her right hand, the red thread at the end of the needle suddenly tightened, and a powerful pulling force erupted from it.

This time, she deliberately controlled the force of her ultimate garment so as not to harm Ru Yueming, but only to make him realize the gap between them.