Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"Can you, a mere heir, really guarantee everything?"

The rotten wood remained silent.

The words may be rough, but the principle is sound. Ru Yueming, who seems carefree, appears to have a deeper understanding of this matter than he does.

"Besides, this concerns my future, my career."

Ru Yueming patted Kuchiki Aoi's shoulder, rubbed his fingers together, and whispered:

"Do you know what price the Shihōin family offered to win me over?"

"Two petite and adorable girls, one in black and one in white!"

"You think you can get me to work for the Kuchiki family with these words?"

Chapter 58 Life Can Sometimes Be a Moment of Success

Kuchiki Sōjun suddenly realized that he had been silent more times today than in the past year, or even longer.

He thought the other person was heartless, but their perspective on things was much more far-sighted than his.

Despite living in Rukongai, he was very familiar with the dirty dealings among nobles.

However, just when he thought that Kisaragi Akira was having a serious discussion with him, the Shihōin family's offer immediately broke his guard.

Price increase?!

How to add?

The Shihōin family has already chosen their next head of the family, and they're even offering a buy-one-get-one-free deal!

Kuchiki Sojun looked down at his own body, then glanced at Ruyue Ming, who had begun his inward cultivation, and immediately abandoned this unrealistic idea.

Even if he were willing, Ru Yueming would definitely not agree.

Forget it, let nature take its course.

Now that they have a powerful backer, those people should behave themselves a bit...

Temporarily dispelling Kuchiki Sojun's dangerous thoughts, Ruyue Ming immersed herself in the world of self-cultivation.

After his battle with Hollow Giga, he realized that he still had significant weaknesses in his abilities.

Facing a formidable opponent, we have our trump cards, but we need time to prepare them.

Offering sacrifices to deities is not something that can be done simply by saying it.

Without a medium of communication, given the extent of his faith in the one-eyed god, he probably wouldn't even be able to hear a fart.

It wasn't always when they encountered danger that Aizen was there to assist them, restrain them, and draw their hatred away.

Right now, there aren't many ways to become stronger.

But they were all very effective.

The inscription on the red fire cannon is a demonic pattern, and spiritual pressure is increased through training.

The former is dangerous but offers rapid improvement, while the latter is safe but slow.

Therefore, Ru Yueming chose to grasp both.

After greeting Kuchiki Sojun, he left the ward excitedly, his carefree manner belying that of a proper patient.

Seeing this, Kuchiki Sojun became even more melancholy.

His injuries are much less severe than Yue Ming's, but his discharge date will likely be delayed considerably.

The Dojo for Unohana.

Practice makes perfect. While Unohana Retsu was still traveling elsewhere, Kisaragi Akira had already arrived at her cottage alone and started to take over as the hostess.

This place is spacious and quiet, making it the perfect place for solitary, focused spiritual practice.

Having learned from the previous two experiences, it was much easier to inscribe the demonic patterns on the Crimson Fire Cannon again.

The scorching heat spread from the skin, instantly turning it a dazzling bright red, as if it were covered in blood.

A burning sensation erupted from within, instantly spreading throughout the body, as if being roasted in a furnace, evaporating every drop of moisture from the body.

As the engraving process progressed, his body temperature continued to rise, quickly exceeding the limits that an ordinary Grim Reaper could withstand.

The surrounding air was distorted, making Ru Yueming, who was sitting cross-legged in the center, appear somewhat abstract.

The difficulty of imprinting the Crimson Fire Cannon Ghost Path Pattern is obviously several times greater than that of White Thunder.

Besides the relatively complex patterns, there is another very important reason.

That is, as the Ghost Dao pattern of the Crimson Fire Cannon was completed, it actually clashed with the White Lightning.

The two have different characteristics, so it will take some time to refine them so that they can be perfectly integrated.

At this moment, Ru Yueming felt as if he were in a furnace of hell.

Flames swirled around it, enveloping it completely and burning everything in their path.

My strong will once again came into play, and compared to my childhood life in the rebellious zone, this hardship was still within my tolerance.

Time passes little by little.

Several black lines inexplicably appeared on the twisted figure, climbing and winding along its skin, adding to its eerie aura.

Ru Yueming, with her eyes tightly closed, remained completely unaware of this, focusing entirely on engraving the ghostly patterns.

As the last stroke was made, his eyes snapped open, the flame mark flashing briefly in his pupils. The scorching flames around him instantly subsided, and finally, a new mark was drawn on the ring finger of his left hand.

"It's done!"

Compared to before, Ru Yueming clearly perceived the changes in her own spiritual body, and her already strong qualities had reached a new level.

Putting everything else aside, if he were to face the Hollow King Black again now, he could leave with more dignity, even without the need for sacrifices.

The mere lack of mana is enough to keep us going.

They can fight, but only a little.

To reach a level where one can be evenly matched with Hollow King Black or even kill him head-on, one still needs to work on spiritual pressure training.

Thinking of this, Ruyue Ming shook off the remaining ashes from her clothes, took out a brand new set of Zhenyang school uniform, and put it on.

He doesn't have much else, but he has a lot of clothes.

Every day, the sign-in rewards either the Miyaji outfit or the Shin'o school uniform, and occasionally you can even draw two women's outfits.

Like today's sign-in...

Ruyue Ming suddenly remembered that because his train of thought had been interrupted by Kuchiki Sojun, he hadn't checked in today.

I casually started a daily check-in.

Three seconds later, Ru Yueming was blinded by a light so bright it made him unable to open his eyes and see what had happened.

"Wow, golden legend!"

He vaguely heard a heroic voice spreading in all directions.

The exaggerated performance immediately filled Ru Yueming with anticipation for the reward she had won.

What could it be?

Platinum Star?

The World?

Or perhaps, the Killing Whale Fist?

No one can resist the allure of Euler, no one!

Rewards presented.

[Gained +5 to Free Fighting Level, current level is lv28]

Because he had previously killed Hollow Giza with his bare hands, he gained new insights into hand-to-hand combat, upgrading his skill from level 22 to level 23.

Five more levels, and now it's straight to level 28.

New knowledge about white-hat fighting surged in my mind, rising and falling like waves, until it was completely mastered and integrated into my being.

"Well, something is better than nothing."

As the moonlight shone with a sigh, the hope vanished into nothingness, and the journey began a new round of cultivation.

An improvement achieved through futile effort is better than nothing.

The occasional stroke of good luck when getting a Japanese visa is nothing more than a manifestation of accumulated bad luck reaching its extreme.

Someone once said that life is nothing but ups and downs...

Fortunately, Ru Yueming's life was not as tragic as he described.

The inscription of the demonic path pattern, while aggravating the injuries to some extent, also improved some of the spirit's qualities.

and so--

It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about.

No one can stop him from getting caught up in the involution!

The thought of herself recuperating while Aizen was studying at the Spiritual Arts Academy sent a pang of angina through Ruyueming's heart, making it impossible for her to breathe.

Adhering to this philosophy, he quickly entered a state of spiritual practice.

And at this moment.

Zenjoji Temple, the 32nd district of East Rukongai.

The dense forest on the outskirts of the city, a battlefield in ruins.

Researchers and the Second Division have begun a detailed survey of the area to find out the specific reason why a Hollow entered Soul Society.

However, to their south, several blurry streaks of light merged into the air, and eyes hidden beneath the light silently watched everything.

Spiritual pressure is brewing.

Further south, a slender figure was bathed in the same shimmering light, its calm brown eyes fixed on several blurry figures ahead.