Death: Captain Millennium

Under Xianghe's careful arrangement, Rukia hesitated between the 4th and 13th Divisions, but ultimately chose to join the 13th Division. Despite this, she often ran between the two. On weekdays, she stayed in the 13th Division, and when she was free, she would come to the 7th Division to receive Lin Yu's guidance.

However, Rukia's progress was slow. She was particularly weak in the art of slashing and punching, which made Lin Yu feel somewhat frustrated. After all, when he had taught Xianghe, Xianghe had mastered the art of wielding a knife in just a few days, while Rukia had taken a full month to learn.

That day, Rukia came to the 7th Division to train with Lin Yu as usual. She stood in front of Lin Yu with a serious expression.

After a period of hard work, she has mastered the skill of holding a knife and has made significant progress in this area. Now, she no longer needs to practice holding a knife repeatedly, but is ready to move on to a higher level of training.

Lin Yu looked at Rukia, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He knew that Rukia was ready, so he said, "No more knife practice today, we can move on to the next stage."

Hearing this, Rukia felt a sense of relief, but also a surge of anticipation. She felt she had finally escaped the tedious knife training and was about to face a new challenge. However, she didn't know that the real nightmare had just begun.

Rukia asked curiously, "Next stage? Are we going to practice drawing our swords?"

Lin Yu nodded and replied calmly, "Yes, starting today, we will begin practicing sword drawing. Remember what I asked of you before, draw the sword two thousand times."

Rukia's face was filled with bitterness as she thought of this. She regretted her youthful and naive decision to agree to this request. She had originally thought that drawing the sword two thousand times was no big deal, but after practicing with the sword, she realized that the reality was completely different from what she had imagined. However, she didn't want to give up easily now that it had come to this.

Lin Yu demonstrated it once as usual, and Rukia began to practice seriously.

Rukia gritted her teeth and drew her sword again and again. Her arms gradually became sore and weak, but she still persisted.

Time passed slowly as she drew her sword again and again.

"One thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, two thousand!" Rukia finally completed her goal of drawing her sword two thousand times. She was panting and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Lin Yu looked at her and nodded, "Not bad, let's practice like this."

That day, Rukia was practicing sword drawing alone. Lin Yu came over and handed her a knife, "Try this one." Rukia took the knife and felt a heavy power.

"This is a specially made training knife. It's heavier than an ordinary knife." Lin Yu explained, "Practicing with it will be more effective."

Rukia gripped the hilt tightly and pulled out the sword with all her strength. This time the feeling was completely different. The weight of the blade made her movements more laborious, but also more realistic.

She drew her sword again and again, feeling the blade's inertia and the flow of power. As time went on, her movements became more and more smooth and natural.

Lin Yu watched from the side with a satisfied smile.

"Rukia, you've made rapid progress," he said, "but it's not enough. In a real fight, the enemy won't give you many opportunities to draw your sword. You need to be able to quickly unsheathe your sword in any situation and deliver a fatal blow."

A month passed by in a hurry.

Lin Yu began to increase the difficulty of the practice. "Rukia, the next part is the more difficult part - drawing the sword while moving. You have to draw the sword quickly and accurately while constantly changing your position."

Rukia felt miserable after hearing this, but she still mustered up the courage to try. At first, her movements were clumsy and slow, but with constant practice, she gradually found the feeling.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another month has passed. Rukia's sword-drawing skills have become more and more proficient. She can even draw her sword and hit the target instantly while moving at high speed.

"Rukia, you've done very well." Lin Yu's voice came, "Now, you can try to integrate the sword drawing into the battle."

After several months of simple and rough teaching by Lin Yu, Rukia's slashing skills finally improved. However, her slashing skills were too poor, and if she wanted to reach the level of Xianghe, she had to persist day and night.

After finishing today's practice, Lin Yu looked at Rukia who was out of breath and said, "Rukia, starting tomorrow you don't have to come to the Seventh Division anymore."

Hearing this, Rukia's eyes widened immediately, and she tilted her head and asked in confusion: "Why don't you come?"

Lin Yu smiled slightly and explained, "I've already taught you everything I need to teach you about beheading techniques. The rest is up to you. Also, you'll need some time to digest and practice these techniques."

Rukia nodded in sudden realization, feeling a sense of relief. Months of intense slashing techniques had been a tremendous torment for her. Now, finally, she could breathe a sigh of relief, a feeling that made her feel incredibly relieved.

Rukia bowed deeply to Lin Yu and said, "Thank you for your teaching, Master!"

Lin Yu quickly waved his hands and said, "Hey! Stop it, I already said that I don't consider you as my apprentice. I'm only teaching you the art of beheading for Xianghe's sake."

Rukia was stunned for a moment, but soon regained her smile and said, "Thank you for your guidance, teacher!" She was a little confused. She didn't know why Lin Yu was so resistant to accepting her as a disciple, but since he didn't want to be her master, she might as well change the title. Anyway, as long as she could express her gratitude to him, it would be fine.

After returning to the Kuchiki family, Rukia immediately went to find Xianghe. "Uncle, Mr. Lin Yu's teaching has ended. I have a question for you!"

"You say it."

"Why is Captain Lin Yu so resistant to me calling him Master and doesn't want to accept me as his apprentice? I don't think I'm bad either."

Kuchiki Hibiki and Rukia talked about the past. "You are still far from being able to become my master's disciple. In his eyes, you are not qualified. Do you know what my strength was when I first became his disciple?"

Rukia shook her head, "I don't know!"

Xianghe's thoughts drifted back to his apprenticeship days. Back then, he was young and successful, having mastered Bankai early on. He was arrogant, and during a sparring match, he made a bet with Lin Yu that if he lost, he would become his disciple. Initially dismissive, he was brutally defeated by reality, and was brutally beaten by Lin Yu. It was then that he realized there are always better people.

Rukia's eyes nearly popped out of her head after hearing Hibiki's recollection. A captain-level uncle? And being beaten? When did captains become so worthless?

"Uncle, can you beat Teacher Lin Yu now?" Rukia continued to ask.

Xianghe shook his head and said, "Don't think my master is lazy all day long. I have been unable to fathom his strength over the years. The older generation once said that he was second only to the captain. Now it seems that he may have already surpassed the captain."

As he spoke, Xianghe's face turned serious, and he said to Rukia in a very serious tone: "You can't tell anyone what I'm going to say next. Remember, no matter who it is."