Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Since someone is leading the way, Sufeng is naturally willing to follow behind and provide assistance.

The Tsunayashiro family and the Shihouin family also reached a consensus on this and expressed their support for the Yukuzuin family's cause.

Only in the Shiba family were there only a few cats, big and small.

In this wave of suspected hell-out-of-control incident, only Shiba Isshin and Shiba Kaien were dispatched.

However, this is already the entire manpower of the Shiba family.

The remaining few don’t even have a Zanpakutō.

three days later.

Everyone gathered in the Runlin'an area of ​​Xiliuhun Street, waiting for the arrival of the members of the Yuzui family.

Chapter 152 Caution and Proceeding

The members of the Prison Family arrived on time, wearing light black aristocratic clothing with white luxurious clothes underneath, and the star-shaped clamps on their temples held their hair in place.

The leader was still Yuuzui Takashi, but the difference from the last time they met was that he held a scroll surrounded by black air currents in both hands.

The aura of brutality and cruelty was overwhelming, as if Vastod was sealed in the scroll.

"My colleagues are willing to help. I would like to thank you on behalf of the head of the family."

Yuzui Takashi bowed and saluted with the utmost sincerity, and there was no fault in his etiquette.

Under the guidance of Yuuzui Takashi, several members released powerful spiritual pressure and blocked the area near the scroll.

As the scroll opened, a stream of black air rushed out of it, hanging above the ceiling like a waterfall of light.

The huge portal gradually emerged in the air flow like a mountain, and a terrifying sense of oppression gradually enveloped everyone's hearts.

Different from the pressure of spiritual pressure, this time the oppression was as if the whole world released malice towards people.

To be more precise, it should be malice towards life!

On both sides of the gate, there is a huge skeleton, like a guard.

Above it, a dark light curtain flowed, like solidified blood.

Door of hell.

The nobles were shocked by the scene before them and could not recover for a long time.

It was not until Yuuzui Takashi reminded them that they followed the agreed steps, stepped forward one by one, and poured their spiritual pressure into it.

The god of death who mastered the Shikai stabbed into the gate of hell with his Zanpakutō.

As the ceremony continued, the Gate of Hell, which had been shaking slightly, gradually stabilized, and the world behind the gate seemed to calm down as well, without any more disturbances.

When it was Sufeng's turn, he simply injected spiritual pressure and then took two steps back, away from the Gate of Hell.

His explanation for this was, "We are currently in a critical period and cannot use our Zanpakutō."

The members of the Prison Family didn't seem to care about it. After nodding, they didn't pay too much attention to it.

This time, with the support of the spiritual pressure of the five noble members, the turmoil in the Gate of Hell was completely quelled, and everything returned to the beginning.

After the ceremony, the Gate of Hell returned to the scroll and all the black air currents were absorbed into it, without any more of the brutal and cruel aura as before.

After expressing his gratitude to everyone again, Yuusui Takashi returned to the Soul Society with his family members.

Shiba Isshin pointed at the people present and said to Shiba Kaiyan next to him:

"See? These are the other members of the nobility. These are just a tiny fraction."

"If you want to revive the Shiba family, the first prerequisite is to have eight or ten children with Shiba..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhiba Kaiyan, whose face was flushed red, covered his mouth tightly.

"You disrespectful old man, can't you consider the situation before speaking?!"

Zhiba Isshin forcibly pried his palm open, breathing greedily, and said sideways: "I am the elder, you kid should respect me!"

"Separation of the family!"

"The elders of the branch family are also elders!"

Shiba said angrily, "The burden of the family now rests on you. If you don't hurry up, the Shiba family will be removed from the list of the five great nobles."

"Haiyan, please be more careful!"

……

Looking at the uncle and nephew who were showing off, everyone fell into silence.

For some reason, as one of the five great nobles, I suddenly felt very ashamed.

Byakuya Kuchiki looked as if he had been beaten by Sufeng. After whispering an order, he used instant step and disappeared at the end of his sight.

The Kuchiki family members, who strictly abide by the aristocratic code, cannot stand seeing such things.

…………

Maou Prison, the hell of endless suffering.

As a prison that holds the most heinous criminals, the concept of space does not exist in the Avici Hell. Everywhere, up, down, left, and right, it is an extremely deep and dark area.

Kenpachi Zaraki was exiled there, his entire body sealed with the Path of Binding. He was completely unable to sense the situation outside, and couldn't even determine the passage of time.

This was undoubtedly a torture for him.

Unlike other criminals imprisoned in the Avici Hell, Kenpachi Zaraki's sentence will not be thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

After all, the 11th Division currently has no suitable candidate to serve as captain.

Although Kenpachi Zaraki likes fighting and often causes unrest in Soul Society, overall, he is still a rare and powerful fighter.

Moreover, the 11th Division with and without him is completely different.

Once the war starts, Kenpachi Zaraki will have to go to the front line to fight.

At the moment, it can only be considered a small punishment to keep him safe for a while while also keeping Tsunamiya Dai Sufeng safe.

This is what Mao's 46th room thinks.

Zaraki Souya stood in front of Kenpachi Zaraki, who was sealed by countless binding techniques, with bright light flickering all around him.

Although it is faint, it is enough to illuminate the way ahead.

"Hahahaha, don't you hate this guy?"

A woman in white appeared next to Zaraki Fuuya, chattering non-stop:

"Now, I just need to use my spirit energy to condense a blade, and then stab it into his head. Finally, I will stir it back and forth vigorously a few times, and this guy will be dead!"

"Hahaha, if you don't want to do it, I can do it for you. All you need is a nod!"

Zaraki Shuang did not respond, but just looked at the tall figure in front of him quietly until the light around him gradually dimmed.

"Come on, let's get out of here."

"To realize the final great ideal..."

The slightly crazy laughter echoed in the hell, as if there was no limit, and it spread to a very far distance.

As the sounds gradually faded, the two figures slowly disappeared into the darkness, and the hell once again fell into endless silence.

…………

The Sixth Squad’s barracks, the captain’s office.

The three of them were constantly busy in the room.

Although Byakuya Kuchiki was unable to wash away the humiliation of the past, he still had to inherit the position of captain of the Sixth Division.

While Xiumu Yinling was explaining various matters, he also did not forget to remind his grandson not to change his mentality because of a temporary failure.

In response to this advice from his elders, Kuchiki Byakuya chose to remain silent for the first time in a long time.

Although it is unclear why Xiumu Yinling paid special attention to this matter, there is no doubt that his shame has spread within the family.

Gin Ginjiro, who was standing by, was sorting out documents and files, and from time to time he looked up at the two people who were constantly imparting their experience.

Gin Ginjiro expressed his honor for being able to assist two generations of Kuchiki family heads, and said he would record this event in his family tree.

At this moment, a figure slowly stepped into the office, looked around calmly, and finally fell on Gin Ginjiro.

Thanks to Mr. Derrick in the Forest for the reward.

Chapter 153 The Pragmatist

corresponding.

The three people's eyes immediately fell on the person who came.

She had a slightly thin figure and was wearing a white captain's haori. Two strands of black hair hung in front of her, and her pale face looked as if she had not seen the sun for years.

On the back of the haori, the word "Eleven" is embroidered.

"Squadron 11..."

Kuchiki Byakuya's calm expression was broken, and for a moment he couldn't understand what was going on.

Could it be that Mao's 46th Division has already selected a new captain for the 11th Division without informing them?

He is clear about Saraki Kenpachi being imprisoned in the Infernal Hell.

And the person wearing the captain's haori of the 11th Division is definitely not the beast like Kenpachi Zaraki.

To be more precise, the two seem to be two extremes.

One is extremely crazy, the other is extremely calm.

"Hey, has the Mao 46th Division decided on the new captain of the 11th Division so quickly?"

Gin Ginjiro pushed his glasses on his nose, looking puzzled, "The First Squadron didn't issue a corresponding notice."

Only Kuchiki Ginling's nerves suddenly tensed up when she saw this man. A tremendous spiritual pressure lingered around her. She instinctively protected Kuchiki Byakuya behind her with a look of vigilance on her face.

"Zaraki Fuuya, your sentence shouldn't be over yet, right?"

Hearing this, the other party looked at the vigilant Xiu Mu Yin Ling and replied calmly:

“I just came out to do what I’m supposed to do.”

Zaraki Shuang didn't pay much attention to the grandfather and grandson of Kuchiki, but walked towards Gin Ginjiro who didn't understand the situation yet, took out the purse from his pocket and put it on the table:

"This is the consolation money and interest that should have been paid to your family one hundred and fifty years ago."

Gin Ginjiro's expression froze slightly, and he subconsciously recalled a very unfriendly past event for him.

It was only at this moment that Zaraki Fuuya's gaze stopped in front of Kuchiki Ginling:

"Long time no see, Senior Yinling."

"It's true that my sentence has not ended, but I am imprisoned in a disgusting guy."

Facing Kuchiki Ginling, Zaraki Fuuya seemed to have more to say.

"According to the plan, I shouldn't have appeared at this time."

He paused for a moment, and a woman in white aristocratic clothing appeared beside him, trying to interrupt their conversation with her strange laughter.

"Captain Zaraki..."

Kuchiki Ginrin suddenly realized that as captains of the 11th Division, Zaraki Fuuya's personality was completely opposite to that of Zaraki Kenpachi.

In this case, it seems understandable that the other party hates Kenpachi Zaraki.

"Can you tell me about your plan?"

Xiu Mu Yin Ling tried to obtain certain information through his verbal skills.

However, Zaraki Shuangye stared at the veteran captain as if he was a fool.

For a moment, the air suddenly became quiet.

Even when Byakuya Kuchiki looked at his grandfather, there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Ahem, it was the old man who was reckless."

Xiumu Yinling is indeed a veteran who has been in office for many years. For him, this bit of embarrassment is nothing but a breeze on his face and has no effect at all.