Bleach: Traveling through Soi-Fong, Starting from Bankai

"Quince, huh?"

Ukitake continued Soi-Fong's conversation.

Quincies who possess the opposite power of the Shinigami, the power of [Spirit Attachment].

Ordinary Shinigami are unaware of the existence of this group, but the captains are aware of it.

The reason is simple: Soul Society is now monitoring the only remaining descendants of the Quincy living in the human world.

Their movements are monitored by the 12th and 13th Divisions, and reported to the Captain-General as a regular topic at every captain's meeting.

Ukitake shook his head:

"If it was a Quincy-like ability, I wouldn't fail to recognize it."

"Ginjo's abilities are different. He can only enslave the soul of the object closest to him and that which means the most to him."

"In terms of methods, it's not like the Quincy's, who take everything at will without reason."

“That piqued my interest and I watched him grow.”

Patting Soi-Fong's shoulder, Ukitake said with a smile:

"This task is up to you!"

After saying that, Fuzhu waved his long sleeves, and the black and white spirit carp connected head to tail instantly returned to the double swords.

Pulling up the [Shuangyu Li] from the ground, Ukitake sheathed his sword and said with a smile:

"Okay, let's go find the old man~"

"Ugh?"

Soi Feng was stunned.

Didn’t you tell me not to talk nonsense?

Seeing Soi Fong's thoughts, Ukitake said with a smile:

"It must be very uncomfortable for you to be left speechless like this."

"It would be better to go find the old man and ask him about it."

"Combine the intelligence I gave you with the instructions he gave you, and perhaps you'll gain something new."

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After saying goodbye to Ukitake, Soi Fong went to the spacious and low room on the second floor and found Yamamoto.

As usual, Yamamoto poured Soi-Fong a cup of bitter and astringent tea.

"You must have a lot of questions. Tell me."

There was no emotion in Yamamoto's words, just as unpredictable as the tea.

Soi-Fong thought for a moment, then concealed the information about Ukitake and asked:

"What's going on with Kenpachi Zaraki?"

Yamamoto said slowly:

"Zaraki Futaya, the last remaining descendant of the noble Zaraki family, killed the seventh Kenpachi Kuriyashiki and became the eighth Kenpachi, captain of the 11th Division..."

"Wait, wait, wait, old man, I know all this—"

Soi-Feng was helpless. What on earth was this old man doing here, playing with nonsense literature?!

Yamamoto's plan succeeded, and he said leisurely:

"I know you're anxious, so don't be anxious."

Recently he discovered that whenever someone spoke slowly, Soi Feng would become anxious.

At this time, adding the sentence "know the emergency but don't be anxious" can cure the low blood pressure of the bee.

This is much better than a scabbard!!

Yamamoto was secretly happy, but he remained calm on the surface:

"After Kenpachi Zaraki made a mistake, he surrendered himself and went to hell."

"But Seireitei has never denied his title as the Eighth Kenpachi and his history as the captain of the 11th Division."

"Do you know why?"

After taking a sip of bitter tea, Yamamoto didn't expect Soi Fong to answer, so he answered himself:

"Because the mistake he made was simply that his methods were too radical."

"In essence, his actions can also be considered a form of court defense."

"For reasons I can't tell you right now, I've activated him and am using him as your whetstone to periodically test your skills."

"Hey, hey, hey! Old man, I almost died!!"

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto smiled contemptuously:

"For a job as bloodthirsty as the Grim Reaper, it's normal to almost die, isn't it?"

"You don't think that the God of Death is the god who controls death, do you?"

Broken Bee was stunned:

"Ah? Isn't it?"

Yamamoto shook his head:

"Of course not. Originally, the Death God only referred to a group of people who either brought death to others or died themselves."

“When a person dies, he becomes a ghost, or a spirit.”

"Those with outstanding spiritual power can also be called [Yin Shen]."

"The God of Death, originally, was just a group of souls with spiritual power and associated with killing."

No, such a god of death?!

Soi Fong was stunned.

"Then it gradually evolved, and everyone got used to it, so we just stuck with it."

Yamamoto took another sip of tea and immediately returned to the topic, criticizing by name:

"If you can't even defeat Yashiro, you'll die at Zaraki's hands."

"Then you, the eleventh generation Kenpachi, only have this much talent!"

Soi Feng was speechless for a while, but had to admit:

According to Yamamoto's logic, this is really the truth!

"Okay, I won't worry about Mole City for now."

"What's going on with today's personnel adjustments?!"

"At least talk to me privately first!"

Yamamoto's logic is still hard to refute:

"When the enemy is about to kill you, will they communicate with you privately or in advance?"

"If you don't even have the ability to improvise, it would be better for you to die by Zaraki's sword."

Seeing Soi Fong choked again, Yamamoto was in a good mood:

"Okay, I have my reasons for this arrangement."

"Besides, the Eleventh Division will be the same with or without you. It would be better to let you go and do something else useful."

"listen--"

"First, you are not allowed to bring the 11th Squad with you. You must train a team for the 13th Squad yourself."

"Secondly, in addition to Kenpachi Zaraki, you will personally train two more captain-level fighters from the 11th Division."

"Third, the Shinō Spiritual Arts Academy should pay more attention to selecting some good candidates for the position of officer and training them, and then send them to the appropriate squadron."

Yamamoto listed one, two, three points, and then warned:

"I've seen your combat prowess, and it's already plateaued. Next up is the accumulation phase where you'll need to build up your strength for a breakthrough."

"This is a slow and steady process, so keep a calm mind and proceed step by step."

"For the next hundred years, I will study hard to learn how to be an excellent captain, and..."

“An excellent educator.”

Yamamoto stroked his pale beard and said complacently:

"I don't have much experience, but the experience of founding [Yuan Zi Academy] has brought about a great change in my heart."

"It was during that period that I also reshaped my Bankai."

Chapter 223: The Academy Storyline Unfolds Like This?!

Shinō Spiritual Arts Academy, the corridor surrounding the academy.

"Could you spare a moment of your time, classmate?"

"I would like to introduce you to the great Vice President of our Shino Spiritual Arts Academy—"

"He is also the captain of the 11th Division—Vice-Director Soi-Fong!"

A boy in a school uniform grabbed Byakuya who was passing by and started talking enthusiastically.

Soi Fong:?

Byakuya:?

Soi Fong and Byakuya looked at each other.

Kuchiki Byakuya mouthed:

"Is this the pretentious and face-slapping part of the academy you were talking about?"

Soi-Fong was speechless as she looked at the student in front of her, who had "Oppai" written on a headband.

"Uh……"

No, why did the plot unfold like this? !

Soi Feng frowned, realizing that things were not simple!

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Time goes back to half a day ago.

The day after having a detailed discussion with Yamamoto, Soi Fong decided to visit the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy.

She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have skipped the opening ceremony and had not been to perform her duties since then.

But the Spiritual Arts Academy hasn't urged us to do anything, so I guess it shouldn't be a big problem.

Before arriving at the academy, Soi-Fong had a sudden idea and got some clothes for the students, disguised herself and entered the academy in a low-key manner.

She also took Kuchiki Byakuya as her follower and came along.

"I don't know."

Byakuya's brow twitched, his face confused:

"You're the vice-president. Why would you disguise yourself as a student when inspecting the work of the Spiritual Arts Academy?"

"You do not understand!"

Soi-Fong was very excited and admired herself in the mirror wearing the intern uniform.

"If the storyline of the academy doesn't take the route of pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face, then it would be in vain!"

"What school bully, what senior big brother, if you go there wearing a bully costume, they will definitely treat you with respect."

Lifting up her maple-red skirt, Soi-Fong turned around in front of the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

The Soi-Fong in the mirror has shoulder-length black hair cut into a princess cut shape, and is wearing a school uniform that is white on top and red on the bottom, resembling a shrine maiden's robe.

Because she has a petite figure and a small V-shaped face.

At this moment, Soi Fong looked no different from a new student entering the Spiritual Arts Academy.