Chapter 0551 Let's stir up some trouble

"Hmph, do you think I'd just let you leave like that?" Byakuya released an immense spiritual pressure that completely destroyed the rigid Wood Release techniques, while simultaneously reversing the blade in his right hand.

Scatter, Senbonzakura!

"Run! Run!" Rukia shouted a warning.

However, it was clear that even if Wuyue wanted to retreat at this point, it was already too late. Countless flying blades, like cherry blossom petals, flew towards his direction.

"You think you can keep me here just because of your initial release?" Wuyue smirked and raised her right hand. "You're still too naive, my friend."

scoff.

A pale blue light curtain rose up, like an energy shield, protecting Wuyue entirely within it.

Bang bang bang.

Hundreds and thousands of cherry blossom petals struck the light blue protective shield like blades cutting through cast iron. Not only did 22 fail to cause any damage to Wuyue, but it was also deflected by the petals.

"That thing seems to be constructed from spirit particles." Not far away, Jushiro Ukitake took in the whole scene and looked at the azure shield. He said softly, "Is this human boy a Quincy? Moreover, he is a Quincy of a rather high level."

"I see, that kind of shield." Byakuya sheathed his Zanpakuto again and said calmly, "It seems that using only Shikai is indeed not enough to take you down."

"Well, let's leave it at that. I told you, I won't lay a hand on you." Mugetsu shrugged helplessly and said, "Because you're destined to be this guy's stepping stone." He glanced at Kurosaki Ichigo, whom he was holding in his hand.

"A stepping stone? Kid, have you always been this arrogant?" Byakuya narrowed his eyes, his tone already carrying a hint of anger.

“No, to me, it’s the truth.” Wuyue blinked and said, “You are destined to become his stepping stone. This is your fate.”

"Kid, have you thought about the consequences of trampling on our pride?" Byakuya said, already gripping his Zanpakuto in reverse with the tip pointing downwards.

"Hey! Byakuya!" Seeing his actions, Ukitake Jushiro was greatly surprised and exclaimed in astonishment, "Are you going to use Bankai here? Stop it!"

"You don't need to worry about this, Ukitake." Byakuya ignored him and insisted, "This time, I'm going to teach this brat a lesson he'll never forget."

"Tsk tsk, why did you have to force me?" Wuyue sighed. Originally, he really didn't intend to fight Byakuya. Because in his eyes, apart from Aizen and old man Yamamoto, there was no one else in the entire Soul Society who could be considered a threat. With his current strength, fighting them would be like an adult hitting a child, completely meaningless.

But given the current situation, he has no choice. Since Byakuya Kuchiki is going to get serious, things will become very troublesome if he doesn't intervene. At the very least, Ganju, Hanatarou, and Rukia will likely all be dragged into it.

However, just as he was about to put down Ichigo Kurosaki and summon his spiritual weapon, a familiar notification sound rang in his mind.

Make your choice, dear host.

First, trample on his pride and kiss Byakuya on the lips.

Second, he kissed Byakuya's sister in front of him!

Pfft, you're fucking toxic!

Wuyue internally ranted, "What the hell is this about trampling on pride? It's either him or his sister! Can't you have any self-respect?! Couldn't you just crush his pride by defeating his Bankai in a few moves?"

Of course, his complaints were useless. This damned system naturally wouldn't respond to his words. Therefore, Wuyue could only helplessly choose the second option.

To be honest, Rukia is quite beautiful, very charming, and evokes a strong protective instinct in people. But frankly, I have absolutely no interest in her. She's not my type at all. Besides, there's her complicated relationship with my adoptive brother, and her lingering feelings for her childhood friend Renji and Abarai. If I were to add myself to the mix, things would become even more complicated.

However, the system's task couldn't be left unfinished. So, to everyone's astonishment, Wuyue instantly appeared in front of Rukia. Before she could speak, he reached out and hugged her, pressing his lips to hers.

hiss.

This sudden action left Rukia completely stunned. Not only her, but Byakuya, Jushiro, and Hanatarou also stared wide-eyed at the two of them.

What the hell? What's going on here? Damn, am I seeing things? This guy actually has the leisure to do something like this now?

"Congratulations, host, for completing the selection. You will be rewarded with ten years of cultivation and ten years of dragon growth cycle."

The moment the notification sound rang in her mind, Wuyue released the girl in front of her. She coughed twice. "Ahem, don't misunderstand. This is just... um, a kind of etiquette. Don't worry, I'll save you."

sluggish.

Rukia stared blankly at him, unsure what to say. Meanwhile, Byakuya had already recovered. He even abandoned his Bankai idea, drawing his sword and looking towards Mugetsu.

scoff.

Wuyue's body was split in two. Then it turned into a black shadow and disappeared.

"Well, let's call it a day." Under these circumstances, Wuyue couldn't afford to linger any longer. He was actually quite embarrassed by what had happened. "Remember what I said. Three days from now, he'll personally come to settle things with you." With that, his figure vanished like a wisp of smoke.

Chapter 0552 Account

early morning.

As sunlight streamed into the cave from the entrance, Ichigo Kurosaki awoke with a start. He looked up, glancing groggily at Mugetsu, then suddenly remembered something and abruptly sat up. "You bastard!" Ichigo yelled, grabbing Ichigo's collar. "Why, why did you stop me! Why didn't you rescue Rukia!"

"Yes, why?" Wuyue smiled indifferently and said, "Maybe it's because I don't want to do it."

"Damn it!" Kurosaki Ichigo raised his fist, wanting to punch the other person in the face. But in the end, he seemed to have no choice but to clench his fist tightly.

"Don't forget, you told me that yourself." Wuyue finally shrugged and said, "You wanted to rescue Rukia yourself, didn't you? As for me rescuing you, it's simple. Because back then, you were no match for Byakuya. Even if you do have the strength to repel a captain-level opponent now, Kuchiki Byakuya is different. He's not as straightforward as Kenpachi Zaraki."

"What do you mean..." Kurosaki Ichigo stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded.

"You don't actually think that being able to call out the name of your Zanpakuto means you've completely mastered it, do you?" Mugetsu grinned and said, "Indeed, your Zanpakuto is a bit different. Just like Kenpachi, it's the type that can be opened at any time. That is, it maintains its Shikai form from the beginning. So, since it's Shikai, there's naturally another special form of release beyond that."

"Another kind of liberation?" Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned, his expression extremely surprised.

“That’s right.” Yoruichi chimed in, “Only by mastering these two forms of liberation can one truly become a captain. Of course, Kenpachi Zaraki, who fought you, is an exception. The appointment of the captain of the 11th Division is completely different from that of other divisions.”

"Well, in the entire Gotei 13, he's the only captain who can't use Bankai," Mugetsu added. "Depending on the training form, the release of a Zanpakuto in its second stage can be five to ten times stronger than in its first stage. That's why I said... you're no match for Kuchiki Byakuya right now. Under his Bankai, you wouldn't even last a few seconds."

"You mean you want me to train in Bankai?" Kurosaki Ichigo finally showed some intelligence, a look of eager anticipation on his face...

"Hmm." Wuyue nodded and smiled, "There are only a handful of Shinigami in Soul Society who can master Bankai. And even those with the talent to use Bankai would need at least ten years to truly learn it. However, as my foolish older brother, you are certainly not an ordinary person. Three days! I need you to learn Bankai in three days!"

"Three days?" Kurosaki Ichigo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You seem to think too highly of me."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I look down on you." Wu Yue's eyes were filled with contempt as she said, "After all, you are my family. As long as you have one-tenth of my talent, that will be enough."

"You, you bastard..." Kurosaki Ichigo was furious, glaring at the other person.

"Alright." Wuyue waved her hand, and before the other could pounce on her, she said, "That's settled then. Yoruichi will help you with your training."

"Where are you going?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, frowning.

"Go check on the others." Wuyue waved her hand and said, "At least make sure they're safe."

Ichigo Kurosaki remained silent for a moment before finally speaking. "Thank you."

"Your words are disgusting." Wu Yue shook her head and said, "Don't say those two words if you're a brother." With a tap of her toes, she disappeared instantly.

Fourth Division barracks.

When Ishida Uryu awoke from his sickbed, it was already the next morning. Brilliant sunlight streamed in through the window, bathing the entire ward in its glow.

"Where is this?" Ishida Uryu asked, his face full of confusion.

“It seems to be the Fourth Division’s barracks,” Chad explained softly across from him. “Those Shinigami don’t seem to be restricting our freedom of movement.” He pointed to the unlocked shackles outside the ward. “They’re not even on guard.”

"Hmph. I heard it was their captain's doing." On the other side, Shiba Ganju, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, said softly, "It seems like we can do whatever we want with them."

"You guys are here too," Ishida Uryu said with a hint of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and regret). "So, apart from the Kurosaki brothers, we were all captured?"

“No, look.” Chad pointed out the window. Through the crack, Ishida Uryu could clearly see that Inoue Orihime seemed to be sparring with a girl wearing an adjutant's armband. Neither of them showed any killing intent; it seemed the adjutant was deliberately feeding Orihime her moves. “Orihime seems to be treated a little better than us.”

"How strange! This is clearly not normal." Ishida Uryu pushed up his glasses and said, "What exactly are those Shinigami trying to do?"

“They don’t want to do anything.” Just then, a familiar voice rang out. “It’s just a deal I made with them.” Wu Yue’s figure suddenly appeared, sitting upright in the chair next to him.

"You can stay here in peace for now. The execution will begin in a few days. Someone will come to pick you up then." With that, he turned and disappeared again.

Chapter 0553 An Unexpected Appearance

The night was dark.

The twinkling stars in the sky shone brightly against the lights of Seireitei.

On such a quiet and peaceful night, a loud rumbling sound, disturbing everyone's sleep, came from the long corridor leading to the Third Division's barracks.

A huge cloud of smoke and dust exploded.

Toshiro Hitsugaya emerged from the dust, his silver hair fluttering gently, a look of frustration on his face. "Hinamori, calm down. Think about it carefully. Is Aizen really that kind of person? Even if he were stupid enough to go into a battle he couldn't possibly win alone, he wouldn't be the kind of coward who leaves his subordinates to clean up his mess!"

"But, but!" Hinamori Momo's hand, gripping the blade, wavered slightly. Tears welled in her eyes, like pear blossoms in the rain. "His letter did indeed say that! I, I couldn't possibly be mistaken! Those are definitely Captain Aizen's handwriting! And I don't want to believe it's true! But..." As she spoke, she stepped forward again, brandishing the blade.

740 "I want to avenge Captain Aizen! Aaaaaah!" Hinamori Momo cried out, as if trying to bolster her spirits, "I... I don't know what to do anymore! Toshiro, Toshiro!"

Boom!

Accompanied by terrifying wind pressure, Hinamori's blade slashed down.

Toshiro, of course, wouldn't lay a hand on his childhood friend; he simply dodged. His gaze shifted to Gin Ichimaru, who was watching the commotion from a distance. "Damn it! You're part of my plan too?!" Gripping the hilt of his sword, he charged at Gin.

However, at that moment, Hinamori Momo used Shunpo to block his path. In mid-air, Toshiro couldn't simply dodge. He had no choice but to raise his hand, sending Hinamori Momo flying.

puff.

The little girl lost her balance and fell to the ground. Blood slowly flowed down her arm.

"Hinamori..." Seeing this, Toshiro's eyes finally changed. Self-blame and remorse overwhelmed him.

"Oh dear, how cruel, Captain of the Tenth Division." Gin Ichimaru squinted and smiled. "She's just a girl thrown into turmoil by trauma, why be so cruel?"

"Ichimaru, what exactly is your purpose?" Turning around, Toshiro said angrily, "Is it not just Aizen, but even Hinamori who has to suffer such a fate? She'd rather bleed than give up her blade! Is this what you wanted? I told you, if you dare to lay a finger on her, I'll kill you!" A terrifying spiritual pressure was suddenly released, mixed with intense killing intent, rising up.

“That won’t do, Captain 10.” Gin Ichimaru also reached out and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, smiling slightly. “If you release your Zanpakuto here, I won’t give in.”

Without further ado, Toshiro drew his Zanpakuto and whispered, "Sit upon the heavens, Hyōrinmaru!" His spiritual pressure, gathered into the form of an ice dragon, enveloped Toshiro.

Boom!

The once star-studded sky was instantly shrouded in layers of thick, dark clouds.

This is the arrival of the heavens. As the strongest ice-type Hyōrinmaru, once unleashed, it can even influence the weather.

Splash!

The terrifying and enormous waves turned into ice pillars the moment they hit the ground. Even though Gin Ichimaru had managed to dodge, he was still surrounded by the solid ice, and even his left hand was frozen.

"It's over, Ichimaru!" With the pendant of his Zanpakuto binding Ichimaru's left hand, Toshiro said coldly, "You will pay the price for what you've done!"

"Heh heh, is that so?" Gin Ichimaru's expression remained calm as he chuckled, "Shoot him! Sharpshooter!"

puff.

A cold glint suddenly pierced through his captain's haori.

Toshiro's pupils contracted, and he pushed forward with his right hand holding his Zanpakuto while leaning back to dodge the opponent's sudden attack.

"Oh dear, she dodged it." Gin Ichimaru's foxy smile grew even more sinister as he said, "Is this really a good thing? She'll die."

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