Godslayer: Aizen Template, I will stand in the heavens!

"Bury away all evil?"

Chen Muyi frowned and thought for a moment. Although the phrase "burn away all evil" seemed a bit extreme, the purpose should be good.

This Japanese Grim Reaper, whom I've never heard of before, doesn't seem to be an evil god. At least he hasn't given his divine agents any missions like destroying the world, and he even seems to belong to the benevolent camp.

But why is the Grim Reaper's mission to burn away sin? Don't normal Grim Reapers do things like reaping lives and capturing souls?

Doesn't that sound a bit far-fetched?

"So what power did this Grim Reaper give you?"

Li Lian waved his left hand, raising it in front of his chest, and a small flame appeared on his index finger with a "whoosh".

"It mainly involves the ability to create flames using spiritual power, and then it also gave me a knife. I'll take it out and show it to you now."

Li Lian shook the flames at his fingertips to dissipate them, and as he made a grasping motion in the air with his right hand, preparing to summon his Zanpakuto, he noticed that everyone present had become wary.

Hongying gripped the gun barrel tightly, Wen Qimo gripped the knife tightly, and Leng Xuan even pointed the muzzle of his sniper rifle at Li Lian!

"Don't panic, everyone. I'm just summoning a knife. And you! Don't point your gun at me! Who's responsible if it goes off accidentally!"

“No need to be on guard,” Chen Muye said. “If he had bad intentions, he wouldn’t have come back with Zhao Kongcheng.”

"Yes!"

Suddenly, the Zanpakuto appeared in Li Lian's right hand, its bright blade radiating heat that seemed to raise the temperature of the entire room.

"Alright, put it away!" Chen Muye nodded. The aura emanating from this knife was indeed the same as the crimson flames that had just appeared in the sky. This kid wasn't lying.

The aura emanating from the blade was very pure, giving a sense of rebirth after burning, suggesting at least a neutral deity.

It doesn't look like the Grim Reaper's sword at all!

If this kid said he was the agent of some god of fire, I wouldn't doubt it. Why does he insist on saying he's the agent of the god of death?

Could there really be such an unreliable Grim Reaper?

Just as Chen Muyi was lost in thought, Zhao Kongcheng spoke.

"Li Lian, you're all about fire abilities, and you call yourself the representative of death? Is your version of death a legitimate death god?"

"Death is Death, I don't know if he's righteous or not!"

With a thought, Li Lian sheathed his Zanpakuto. He shook his head, a helpless expression on his face.

"I just awakened the Forbidden Realm today, how would I know what the Grim Reaper should be like? However, this sword and the ability to create flames can only be considered a part of the Forbidden Realm that the Grim Reaper gave me. I can't explain it clearly in a short time. I'll show it to you in a spacious place later and you'll understand."

"We'll talk about that later. Right now, the most important question is: would you consider joining the Night's Watch?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I come with Old Zhao to find you? To eat that bowl of overly salty fried rice?"

"The Night Watch isn't a place you can come and go as you please, nor is it the chivalrous world you imagine. It's more about responsibility. I advise you to think this through carefully. Also, shouldn't you ask your guardian's opinion?"

Looking at Li Lian, who was wearing a high school uniform, Chen Muyi worried that the other party had made a decision on a whim, which would not only be irresponsible to him, but also extremely irresponsible to the entire Night Watch team.

“I grew up in an orphanage, and I’m already over 18. I live alone in a rented apartment. Where would I find a guardian?”

Li Lian knew that joining the Night Watchmen was definitely more beneficial than harmful. Not only could he rely on these experienced seniors to help him quickly familiarize himself with his powers, but more importantly, he could also have a legitimate identity to participate in more battles and gain more experience points to level up.

In Li Lian's view, there was a ready-made experience pack of Ghost Face King waiting for him right in front of him, and it would be a huge loss to miss it.

As per the original plot, as a passerby, there was no way Zhao Kongcheng could put him into the [No-Rule Void]; he could only watch the show from the outside.

As for forcibly breaking through, that's nonsense. I'm not Lin Qiye; I don't have that kind of abnormal insight to find the weak points of the [Boundless Void]. I wouldn't be able to force my way in. My total spiritual power is already low. If I break through the turtle shell, I might not have enough spiritual power left to kill the Ghost-Faced King.

Therefore, only by becoming Zhao Kongcheng's Night Watch teammate can one have the opportunity to participate in this battle!

Both of the little Karami have leveled me up from level 0 to level 3. The Ghost King isn't exactly a boss, but it's a mini-elite monster, so leveling up another 2 levels shouldn't be a problem.

Therefore! I must become a member of the Night's Watch immediately!

Although I may be subject to rules and regulations in the future, as long as I have enough strength, I may well be the one to set those rules and regulations.

"In that case, you can come with us."

Chen Muyi was still a little uneasy. This Grim Reaper was not very reliable to begin with, and they only knew Li Lian by name. His background would take some time to investigate.

His specific abilities and personality also need to be evaluated. Right now, Li Lian is an unstable factor. It's better to keep him under our watchful eye than to let him run around.

If the other party joins the Night's Watch with ill intentions, I'm not one to be trifled with. With me watching over them the whole time, they probably won't be able to cause any trouble.

……

Cangnan City, Heping Bridge.

Looking at the bright red and purple decorations of "Peaceful Wedding" on the left, and the wreaths and elegiac couplets everywhere on the right, Li Lian couldn't help but marvel.

Right in the middle of this wedding and funeral company is a peace agency, which is the base of Squad 136.

"When it rains on a sunny day, the fox will marry off its daughter; when red and white clash, people will die and houses will collapse." Li Lian muttered a few words to himself, remembering the horror movies he had watched before he transmigrated.

"Old Zhao! You night watchmen are supposed to be in this line of work, don't you even know a thing or two about feng shui? This place is a clash of yin and yang, a place where joy and sorrow coincide. You chose this location for your outpost, are you just waiting for bad luck?"

"It's precisely because we're in this line of work that some things can't be avoided just by trying. It's better to face them than to hide from them," Zhao Kongcheng said with a smile. "How can a high school student like you be so superstitious? You should believe in science!"

"Superstition my ass, science my ass!"

"Come on, come on, just follow me in."

In the basement of the Peace Agency, Li Lian followed Zhao Kongcheng through a large iron gate to a training ground. Also entering were Wu Xiangnan, the vice-captain of Squad 136, and the beautiful older sister Hong Ying.

Wu Xiangnan said, "The captain has something to deal with right now, so I will conduct an assessment of your abilities."

"Ok."

"Let's start with the physical tests."

"Vice Captain! Let me do it!" Zhao Kongcheng raised his hand to indicate that he was ready. "This kid is someone I brought with me, so I'll do it!"

"Then go put on your protective gear, and get a set for Li Lian too."

"Our physical data testing is very simple: one is the force of a punch, and the other is the ability to withstand blows. A newcomer like you who has just awakened the Forbidden Void, one punch from Old Zhao will tell you your level. Don't underestimate Old Zhao just because he doesn't have the Spirit Void; his physical fitness is excellent."

"So, is it a real battle?"

"No, it was just simple sparring."

Li Lian: (?_?)

What a simple and unpretentious testing method! What if I were to lift weights? Wouldn't that be better than sparring?

"Li Lian, get ready, I'm going to hit you!" Zhao Kongcheng tossed over a pair of boxing gloves and protective gear, then raised his fist covered by the gloves and shook it.

"Let me tell you first, once we start, you can use any means you want, except for dirty tricks and hitting in the groin. Understand?"

While frantically putting on protective gear and gauntlets, Li Lian asked, "Can I use spiritual power?"

Seeing Zhao Kongcheng's malicious smile, which couldn't be hidden even with a headgear, she knew something was wrong; Old Zhao was a petty person!

All I asked you to make me some fried rice with eggs? All I said was that your fried rice was too salty? How can someone your age still hold a grudge?

"It can be used for defense and offense, but you can't play with fire!"

"You said it yourself! Don't regret it later!"

Are you trying to make me throw up? Do you want me to vomit up all the fried rice I ate?

Don't even think about it!

Watching Li Lian stretch his arms, throw a few jabs, jump around, and sway his body, he did a simple warm-up.

His posture was awkward and his steps were chaotic. He was clearly a complete novice who had never practiced. He wasn't even an enthusiast; at most, he had just learned a few moves from a movie.

Zhao Kongcheng almost burst out laughing. This is it? You think you can make me regret it?

Li Lian and Zhao Kongcheng stood facing each other about 3 meters apart. Li Lian raised his fist to protect his face, leaving only a sliver of his eye exposed. He assumed a wide-open boxing stance, stood ramrod straight, and nodded, saying:

"Ready? Old Zhao, you can come now!"

Zhao Kongcheng could tell from Li Lian's amateurish posture that Li Lian really didn't know how to do it. It seemed that he was trying to use his spiritual power to protect his abdomen and take the punch head-on.

"Okay! Come on!"

As soon as Zhao Kongcheng finished speaking, he took two quick steps to cover the distance of 3 meters and arrived in front of Li Lian. Then, he crouched down and threw a right hook punch, aiming at Li Lian's exposed opening—his abdomen.

Wu Xiangnan and Hongying frowned together. Judging from Zhao Kongcheng's actions, they knew he wasn't holding back. As a Night Watchman without the Forbidden Ruins, Zhao Kongcheng had never given up on his training over the years.

With his physical abilities, let alone a retired special forces soldier, even now, if you threw Zhao Kongcheng into the special forces of Daxia, his performance would definitely be among the best.

What did Li Lian do to offend him? Just because he made him cook some rice? Can a newcomer at the "Zhan" realm withstand that punch?

"【Bai Da: One Bone】!"

In the blink of an eye, Li Lian threw a straight punch with his right hand, aiming straight for Zhao Kongcheng's face. It was even faster than Zhao Kongcheng's uppercut. If he didn't dodge, the punch would definitely strike Zhao Kongcheng's nose first.

Zhao Kongcheng was shocked to find that his fist was not as fast as Li Lian's. He didn't have time to retract his fist and could only instinctively turn his head to avoid having his nose broken. He made close contact with Li Lian's fist with his side profile!

"boom--!"

With a muffled thud, Zhao Kongcheng flew backward a meter before crashing heavily to the ground, where he remained motionless.

I'll punch your medical insurance card out of the water!