Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"Even if the rules are ones they made themselves."

Ru Yueming, who was standing next to him, suddenly slapped his palm, revealing an expression of sudden realization:

"I see!"

"Sousuke, I understand your thoughts."

Aizen responded with a smile:

"You shall end all of this."

“We’ll take care of Room 46, and you’ll be responsible for dealing with Captain-Commander Yamamoto.”

Ruyueming: "?"

Is this what they call a fake brotherhood?

When did the threat level of the 46th Chamber become comparable to that of Old Man Shan?

Before Ruyueming could refuse, Aizen turned his gaze to the sophisticated instruments and equipment beside him, and a light seemed to gleam in his eyes behind his glasses.

"The main objective of this research project is to cultivate Quincy hybrids."

"After reviewing documents in the Guinean Empire, it was discovered that Yhwach will destroy all hybrid Quincy Saints in the world after regaining consciousness."

"Take away their strength, their lives, and their souls."

Kisuke Urahara added, "Following the previous research on the Captain's Holy Script, Mayuri Kurotsuchi proposed a corresponding project—"

"The God-Making Project".

"Let your name, Captain, spread widely among the Quincy hybrids and establish faith or loyalty."

"Unfortunately, it failed."

"The Quincy still regards the sleeping Yhwach as a true god and refuses to negotiate with Ishida Sogen."

Aizen nodded and continued:

"Therefore, I changed my approach."

"Since we cannot stop this sacrificial ceremony from happening, let's let these hybrid Quincy exert their last bit of power."

A flash of blue-purple light appeared and disappeared behind the non-prescription lenses.

…………

"Old man, come out and collect gold coins!"

Yamamoto was enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet in his study, sipping tea and practicing calligraphy. But just as he placed Ryujin Jakka under the tea stove, he heard a loud, arrogant voice coming from outside.

Immediately, his blood pressure spiked, and without thinking, he flung open the door and roared at the figure in the courtyard:

"Idiot, what's wrong with you this early in the morning!"

Upon seeing the person emerge, Ru Yueming grinned:

"Old man Shan, you've come at the right time! Quickly send out some gold coins so your disciple can carry on your legacy."

Yamamoto: "?"

Did this kid eat something wrong today?

Or perhaps his brain was damaged by Hyosube Ichibei at the Rei-o Palace?

Seeing that the guy was still laughing wildly, Yamamoto turned around and drew Ryujin Jakka from under the tea stove, then walked straight towards the dojo.

"This is not the place to talk. Come, come inside with me!"

Ru Yueming chuckled and followed without the slightest fear.

Yamamoto is old and can no longer eat five bowls of rice.

The one who can eat the most right now is the newly promoted member of the Zero Division, the captain of the Eleventh Division—

As bright as the moon!

Before long, two burly men with bare chests broke into a fierce battle in the dojo.

The flames swept through, ruthlessly destroying the solid floor and walls, and even the ceiling above was charred black.

Facing the scorching heat, Ru Yueming remained completely fearless, enduring the fierce defenses of his body and engaging in a fierce battle with Yamamoto.

This time, he didn't even draw his sword, yet he fought Yamamoto to a standstill.

Yamamoto frowned, vaguely sensing that something was wrong with his wayward disciple today, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

I might as well give up thinking and just enjoy this exhilarating battle.

After several hours of fierce fighting, the huge training ground was once again reduced to ruins, with a layer of white ash piled up on the ground.

Looking at Ruyueming, whom he had blasted into the ground and whose life or death was unknown, Yamamoto released his Shikai, sheathed his sword, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his sweat-covered, aged face.

Although this child is a bit reckless and foolish, he is still filial.

After the battle in the Hollowfication realm, Yamamoto knew that he was no match for his own prodigal disciple.

However, even though he only used his Shikai, he was still overwhelming Ruyue Ming, which shows how much the opponent was holding back.

Not only do they consider the elders' face, but they also take care of their feelings.

With a son like this, what more could a husband ask for?

Ru Yueming forcefully pulled his head out of the ground, shaking off the dust as if he were chewing on his teeth.

Upon seeing the man emerge, Yamamoto suppressed his smile and once again adopted an angry demeanor.

"Kid, you'd better just say what you have to say."

"I don't have time to waste on your nonsense."

Upon hearing this, Chojiro Sasaki, who was not far away, shook his head and chuckled.

You were clearly having the most fun just now, but now it's become Captain Kisaragi's nonsense.

Lord Yamamoto, you've become a hypocrite!

Unharmed, Ru Yueming grinned and said directly:

"It has ended."

"I have dismantled the old ship of the past, and now it is time to set sail for the new era."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto felt a bad premonition and his expression became more serious.

"Kid, you'd better explain yourself."

Asuka Akira smiled smugly, and pulled Yamamoto toward the tea room.

Beside the tea table, the tea stove, heated by the swift blades, emitted a bubbling sound as the water boiled.

As the water flowed in, a faint aroma of tea filled the room.

Ru Yueming picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and a satisfied expression appeared on her face.

Sure enough, you need a bite like this after a fight.

Not only is the old man in the mountain good at roasting sweet potatoes, but he is also a first-rate tea brewer in the Soul Society.

Under Yamamoto's disapproving gaze, Ruyue put down her teacup and began to explain the situation:

"Here's the thing."

"Room 46..."

…………

The underground council chamber.

The members of the 46th Chamber gathered here to discuss how to put pressure on Yamamoto Shigekuni and thereby strip Kisaragi Akira of his captaincy.

They couldn't handle Ruyueming, but that doesn't mean Yamamoto couldn't.

Yamamoto is a staunch supporter of the 46 Chambers and the laws of Soul Society. He only needs to fabricate a crime to bring them to justice and restore the Soul Society to its former peace.

"My suggestion is to harm colleagues and conduct forbidden experiments in private."

"That alone is not enough; we must also add collusion with Hueco Mundo and an attempt to overthrow aristocratic rule."

"I believe that in order to completely crush the hopes of the Ruyueming faction, those associated with this guy should also be punished with the same crimes."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

The upper-ranking nobles and a few members of the lower-ranking nobles were excitedly discussing the matter, but they did not notice that the members of the four major noble families were all expressionless and extremely calm.

Just as everyone was about to finalize the plan, a beam of light suddenly shone into the dimly lit council hall, and several figures slowly walked into the hall under the light.

"Who allowed you to come in?!"

"Sixth Division Captain Tosen Kaname, Seventh Division Captain Komamura Sajin, do you want to rebel?"

"Get out of here! Room 46's meetings are not for people like you!"

Komamura Sajin opened his mouth, revealing ferocious, silvery-white fangs, and his deep voice rang out:

"It's so ugly."

"Is it the so-called noble character to drag others into injustice for one's own benefit?"

Tosen, standing beside him, placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and said expressionlessly:

"Isn't this always been the case?"

"The nobles considered themselves superior and regarded the lives of others, and even everything else, as worthless."

"In their eyes, we are nothing more than tools to provide them with benefits."

The two's oblivious conversation thoroughly enraged Room 46.

They may fear Ru Yueming, but that doesn't mean they'll fear his subordinates, even though those two have become the Death Captains.

"Reverse, reverse!"

"How dare a mere captain of the Death God speak so arrogantly to the 46th Chamber? You are nothing but our dogs!"

"Today I will strip you both of your identities and imprison you in the deepest hell for twenty thousand years!"