Death god, my Zanpakuto is a bit trendy

Before Haruto took Tenzuku Pills, he was already standing on the threshold of the sixth level of spiritual power.

Through the perception of his own spiritual pressure, Haruto discovered that his spiritual pressure was about to return to its previous peak state.

Even breaking through to the sixth level is within easy reach.

If you continue to practice at the current pace, you should be able to complete this step by the time you return to Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy.

Sixth level spiritual power.

This is the level of the third or fourth seat in the Gotei 13. It is also known as the "high-ranking officer" and is only one step away from the vice-captain.

The reason why Haruto is so looking forward to it is because of the two Kidōdama tied to the sword:

After he is able to use Duan Kong and Mirror Gate, combined with the further Zhan Hualun, he will surely be able to exert even more powerful combat effectiveness.

By then, even the weaker vice-captain may have a chance to encounter him.

Of course, these are not things that can be accomplished overnight, and there are also differences between spiritual powers of the same level.

"Bang Bang!"

Haruto seemed to be concentrating with his eyes closed, but in reality his thoughts were wandering around when a very punctual knock on the door came from outside.

"Come in."

"Wow."

As the sliding paper door opened, Inukai appeared in front of Haruto with a determined expression:

He changed from the rich man's attire he had seen before and put on a tight-fitting hunting suit that matched the night. The lines of his body looked a little less smooth because of his protruding belly. He also wore an iron belt around his waist. The "ten hands" in the shape of a ruler.

"Brother Haruto, I'm ready."

"Um......"

Haruto looked at Inukai up and down, vaguely regaining some of his previous feelings.

"Then let's go."

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The dark forest, the dancing shadows of the trees.

Haruto has experienced this feeling before - it has nothing to do with being strong or not. Walking alone in such an environment is indeed easy to get goosebumps, not to mention that there are basically no lights at night in District 66.

The weather was extremely clear during the day, but for some reason it became cloudy after nightfall... The shy moonlight was out of reach.

Fortunately, the wind is not very strong.

"despair."

"despair."

Inukai walked in front holding a torch. The sun-dried land was turned into loose sand by the trampled straw sandals.

There is obviously no way to grow crops on such land.

"Inuqi."

"Brother Haruto?"

Inukai replied without turning his head.

He was looking around nervously - the torch he held high made him the most conspicuous target at night. Although Haruto's brother said he was able to take him away, who could guarantee it. Is this Hollow strong enough to kill him with just one move?

"You're off track."

Five years away from home did not make Haruto unfamiliar with the road to the well.

"..."

Inukai stopped and was stunned for a moment before quickly explaining:

"Brother Haruto, since the gang was incorporated, the road leading to the well has been blocked with sharp wooden stakes."

"If we want to get there, we have to go around from west to north."

"......oh."

Haruto said noncommittally, but his response made Inukai suddenly become nervous——

In the past, every time Haruto spoke like this, someone was going to suffer.

"Brother please..."

"Did you feel weak?"

Inukai asked tentatively.

"without."

The answer I got from Haruto only had enough time to relax Inukai for less than half a second——

"Xu hasn't noticed it yet, but there seem to be a lot of people here."

"!!"

The dog's back was suddenly wet with sweat.

"Inukai, do you know what's going on?"

"Crack!"

The bright torch fell to the ground, and Inukai seemed to be trying his best to run away from Haruto as fast as possible.

at the same time.

"Destroy yourself, Black Dog of Rondanini"

"After reading it, it will be completely burned and cut your own throat!"

On a moonless night, the breeze blew overlapping and blurry black shadows, completely blocking the source of the chanting sound in the forest.

"The Ninth Path of Binding: Collapsing Wheel!"

In the seemingly empty darkness, the red light rope formed by the condensation of souls rushed towards Haruto's position.

"call out!"

In a blink of an eye.

Haruto's upper body had been tightly tied into a rice dumpling by Beng Lun.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"

Overly indulgent laughter sounded from the direction of the binding path.

Surrounding Haruto, dozens of firelights lit up one after another, quickly dispelling the darkness that obscured his vision.

"Old man Nanyun, is this the serious problem you say you have?"

The absolute C position surrounded by stars in the center of the fire, the male Shinigami with his death uniform draped behind him like a feather cloth said with disdain.

"The students of Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy are just Death God substitutes at best. Ordinary team members can easily fight against two or three."

"Uncle, I..."

"But there are twelve seats in the seventh division!"

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Roll up: 024, I’m in seconds

"I see."

Haruto quietly watched the approaching fire.

The Seventh Division is the inner court escort team. The duty of the members is to truly protect the Seireitei. They rarely have the opportunity to leave the Seireitei.

Let alone carrying out missions in such a remote place as District 66.

That is to say——

"You are the wanted exiled Shinigami, right?"

"......"

Haruto's words made the male Shinigami look a little ugly.

"Kid."

He was obviously very dissatisfied with Haruto's words.

"Watch your attitude when you speak."

Exiled Shinigami.

They are Shinigami who were expelled from the Gotei 13 or the Kidōshu for various reasons... The expulsion from the Secret Mobile Team is usually carried out on the spot.

As for whether they simply want to retire, violate the rules of Soul Society, or raise the banner of rebellion, it is unknown.

In any case.

These guys who were expelled will be included in the wanted list of the Soul Society indefinitely;

Although the standards vary from person to person, no matter whether they are dead or alive, as long as they are successfully captured, no matter who they are, they can get a lot of money.

As for the sign of success, it is naturally to bring the opponent's Zanpakutō back to the Soul Society.

"If I were an exile..."

"Then you should know that your life and death are now in my hands."

The male Shinigami glanced around without leaving a trace.

It was mentioned before.

It is a very serious matter for a Shinigami to attack a student of the Maou Academy. Although this place is farther away from the Soul Society than Yoshiwara District, the atmosphere of the Seventh Division is completely different from that of the Eleventh Division.

If the other party is really a wanted criminal, it is undoubtedly a very dangerous matter... For the gang led by Nanyun, this matter is actually even more troublesome, because there is a high probability that they will be regarded as an organization that accepts exiled Shinigami.

Of course.

All of the above premises are based on the identity of Haruto, who is really just an ordinary student of the Maou Academy.

"I didn't expect that you care about this old guy Nanyun... Are you worried that there are too many people in the gang to kill them all, or are you not good at making money?"

"You don't look like you are sentimental."

"＃!"

Haruto's ability to irritate people has not decreased as he left the academy.

"Arrogant kid!"

"Get clear about the situation, everyone here is my witness!"

The male Shinigami held the hilt of the knife in his right hand.

Although the strange gazes from the surroundings were not obvious, he still felt uncomfortable with so many eyes looking at him at the same time.

So...

He decided to use force to end this worthless conversation.

"I was just planning to punish you slightly, so that you can learn a lesson from now on and know not to easily get involved in matters related to Hollows."

"But now it seems that you don't respect your elders at all!"

"Zeng!"

The unsheathed Zanpakutō was pointed at Haruto from a distance.

"If a guy like you joins the Gotei 13..."

"Even if I risk being punished by the team, I will get rid of you, this scourge!"

The male Shinigami is very good at self-hypnosis, and Haruto almost believed it... Unfortunately, he knew the character of this old man Nanyun too well: if he doesn't take action, it's fine, but if he does, he will definitely cut the grass and root it out.

Although he gave the spotlight to the male Shinigami and stood by like an aide without saying a word, as the gang leader, Nanyun was still able to come to the front line of the battlefield at such an old age, which was enough to show his determination to get rid of Haruto.

The male Shinigami stretched out his left middle finger and pressed it against the center line of the Zanpakutō blade.

As his right hand quickly pulled the blade back, the harsh friction and sharp wind sound, both of which vibrated everyone's eardrums at the same time.

"Hado no 65!"