Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

"It's all your fault, Rock Vulture!"

A boy dressed in a black shihachi uniform and sporting striking orange short hair was angrily pointing at another strangely dressed man and roaring.

"Huh?! What did you say?!"

The man known as "Rock Eagle" immediately jumped up, pointing at the orange-haired boy's nose and retorting, "If it weren't for me, you would have been dead long ago."

"It's all your fault!"

"It's your fault!"

"..."

Ikkaku and Yumichika looked at each other, speechless at the unexpected scene before them.

Suddenly, the man named Yanjiu leaped out of the sandpit and ran wildly into the distance without looking back.

"Huh? What happened? Are they fighting amongst themselves?" Ichigo asked with interest, watching the fleeing figure.

"I guess so," Ichigo sighed.

“Yumichi.” Ichika turned his head to the side.

"I understand."

Ayasegawa Yumichika nodded gracefully, and with a swift movement, he chased after the direction in which Ganju had fled.

Only Ichigo and Ichigo Kurosaki remained in front of the sandpit.

A corner of the body looked down at the boy at the bottom of the pit.

"Aren't you going to run?"

There was a hint of amusement in his voice, "That guy probably thought we were better than him, so he ran away. I think his judgment was correct."

Upon hearing this, Ichigo Kurosaki slowly raised his head.

"If you are really stronger than me, then running away won't help."

He drew Zangetsu, "But if you're not as strong as me..."

"Then defeat you, and then move on!"

"I see."

The playful look on Madarame Ikkaku's face was gradually replaced by a fighting spirit.

He looked at the clear-eyed boy in front of him and showed a serious expression.

"Your name is?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki".

"Ichigo? That's a nice name."

"Really?" Ichigo was a little surprised. "You're the first person to compliment my name."

"Ah."

Ichigo nodded. "People whose names contain the character '一' are usually very talented."

He drew his Zanpakuto and roared out his name with all his might.

"I am from the Eleventh Division, the Third Lieutenant-in-Chief—"

"Madarame Ikkaku!!!"

"The third seat?"

Looking at his arrogant demeanor, Kurosaki Ichigo subconsciously thought of that black-haired boy and blurted out.

"So, you must be stronger than Sasuke, right?"

"what?!"

The veins on Madarame Ikkaku's forehead bulged instantly, and his face turned bright red.

"You bastard..."

I will definitely kill you!

Chapter 109 Holding off the Captain-Commander? He'd be burned to ashes by old man Yamamoto!

The chaos in Seireitei is like a stone thrown into a lake, the ripples spreading outwards in concentric circles.

Sasuke Uchiha's figure flickered several times through the intricate alleyways before finally stopping behind an abandoned shrine.

It's remote and quiet enough here.

He needed to confirm some things, as well as get more accurate intelligence.

After looking around and making sure there were no prying eyes, he slowly squatted down and raised his right hand.

The tip of the index finger lightly traced a line on the left thumb, and a drop of bright red blood seeped out.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pressed his blood-stained thumb heavily onto the empty stone slab in front of him, and three tomoe quietly appeared in his eyes.

"The art of spirit communication."

A deep voice sounded from the corner.

Centered on the spot where his palm pressed down, a black curse mark made of blood spread rapidly across the stone slab like a living thing, eventually forming a complete circular magic circle.

There was no huge plume of smoke as expected.

The crimson array flickered for a moment before disappearing without a trace.

In the open space in front of him, a completely black cat had silently appeared.

She licked her paws before raising her golden cat eyes and lazily glancing at Sasuke.

"Oh? You called me out at a time like this, is something wrong, little Sasuke?"

Yoruichi Shihouin's voice carried a hint of teasing as she nimbly leaped out of the magic circle and landed in front of Sasuke, "Or is it that you simply miss me?"

Sasuke ignored her teasing and calmly looked at her, asking, "How are things now?"

"Condition?"

This question caused Yoruichi to pause slightly as she licked her paws. She stood up and stretched.

"The situation is that Ichigo is currently having a great time fighting with a bald guy."

She paused, as if recalling something, "And it seems the other party was almost forced to unleash their Zanpakuto."

That's not what I was asking.

Sasuke's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, a hint of impatience in his voice. "I'm asking about the current overall defenses of the Seireitei, and..."

His gaze unconsciously drifted toward the barracks of the First Division in the very center of Seireitei.

"The movements of those captains."

"Oh dear, what an impatient child."

Seeing this, Yoruichi finally became serious as well. "I understand what you mean, but now is not the time."

"Why?" Sasuke's eyes narrowed.

"It's not chaotic enough."

Yoruichi's answer was crisp and decisive. She jumped onto a broken section of the stone wall next to her and looked down at Seireitei.

“Look around.”

She pointed with the tip of her tail to the places in the distance where black smoke was still billowing, "Although Ichigo and his group did cause a little commotion, for the entire Gotei 13, this level of chaos is far from enough to throw them off balance."

"I just took a look, and apart from a few squad captains who have been dispatched, most of the captains are still stationed in their respective squads, ready to be dispatched by the Captain-Commander at any time."

"Moreover, Byakuya has been quietly staying around the Palace of Penitence until now, seemingly with no intention of getting involved in this riot."

Sasuke remained silent.

These circumstances largely correspond to his previous predictions.

"hold on."

Yoruichi looked at his tense profile, his voice softening with a hint of reassurance, "Wait until Ichigo and the others cause a bigger commotion, until everyone's attention is completely drawn to these overt 'travelers'..."

A sly smile curved her lips.

"That's when you should take action."

Sasuke's eyes remained calm, but a sense of anxiety welled up inside him.

He looked up and stared directly at Yoruichi, asking the most crucial question, the one that made him most uneasy.

Even if I defeat Byakuya and rescue them...

His voice was deep, "Can we really get her out of here?"

"That old man..."

Sasuke didn't say the name, but he knew that Yoruichi would understand who he was referring to.

Captain-General, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

That being whose spiritual pressure alone was enough to make the entire Seireitei tremble.

As long as he remains in command of the First Division, any attempt to escape Seireitei is nothing but a pipe dream.

Upon hearing this question, Yoruichi's gaze darkened for a rare moment.

She leaped down from the stone wall, landing back in front of Sasuke, and looked up to meet his gaze.

The air fell silent.

After a long while, Yoruichi finally spoke slowly, her voice not loud, but it carried a strange confidence.

"I'll figure something out."

She looked at Sasuke and said, "You just need to trust me, and then, when it's time to act, don't hesitate."

She paused, then added, her tone filled with the pride unique to the "Instant God".

"As long as you can successfully rescue Rukia from the Penitentiary, the rest..."