Chapter 98 How Strong Will Healthy Ukitake Be?

Looking at the hill of rebels facing him, Ru Yueming fell into deep thought.

The mission was completed a little too smoothly, causing him to feel a little unreal for a while.

I was like a character in the game, executing every step until the exclamation mark above my head turned into a question mark.

From the time Yamamoto released the task to the completion, the entire process did not even take a day.

Am I too strong?

Ruyue Ming looked at his spotless hands and temporarily agreed with this idea.

Yoruichi disappeared from the spot, picked up a rebel who was still alive, and said:

"Who sent you..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw a look of fear on the rebel's face, as if she had heard some indescribable extreme terror. Black lines spread rapidly from her lips, covering her entire head in an instant.

Yoruichi's pupils shrank, sensing the approaching crisis, he instinctively threw the rebels in his hands out.

boom!

Bloody fireworks exploded directly in the sky, extremely gorgeous.

"Very good, you have taken care of the only remaining survivor."

Yoruichi rolled her eyes at him angrily and explained: "These people are dead soldiers of the rebel army, and they have been planted with ghosts."

"If you are captured, the ghost path will be triggered, and then a scene like just now will occur."

"The Second Division has to deal with this kind of people a lot. They usually involve very important secrets or information, and may even affect the direction of the war, or shake the foundation of the nobility."

They are both nobles, and Ye Yi is even one of the five nobles. Naturally, he is aware of the differences between them.

"What do the rebels do to collect the souls of civilians?"

Ruyue Ming frowned, somewhat confused about the thinking of this group of people.

"A lot of uses."

Yoruichi explained, "Illegal transformation of souls, materials for some forbidden experiments, some evil sacrifices, etc."

"But there are too few clues at the moment to determine the purpose of this group of people."

"Let's report back to Seireitei first. I also need to explain this situation to my elders."

At this point, she sighed.

Nothing related to the rebels was simple.

If nothing else, there will be an accident soon.

There are various signs that the rebels are no longer satisfied with their previous petty fighting.

After Yoruichi simply collected some evidence that could prove the identity of the rebels, he temporarily sealed the stronghold here with a ghost barrier.

After that, the two officially returned to Seireitei.

However, not long after they left, several more figures appeared near the stronghold.

They were all dressed in black, covering their entire bodies tightly.

Looking at the mess in front of him, he had no time to be surprised and hurried forward to determine the situation.

"The gap between us and the enemy is too big, we can all be killed in one blow."

"The tongue forbidden ghost path has been triggered, and the enemy may have noticed our plan."

"This situation must be reported to that adult immediately!"

…………

First team team building and tea room.

Yamamoto fiddled with the fire in front of him and put the tea stove upright. His expression was calm and indifferent, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

Ruyue Ming, who was sitting opposite, made an emotional statement, highlighting his own contributions and hard work, and directly copied the analysis and possibilities given by Yoruichi.

"I understand."

Yamamoto nodded slowly, "Although the suspicious person from before was not found, a rebel stronghold was destroyed, and the disappearance of the soul was directly framed on their heads."

"Ruyue Ming, you did a great job."

"It's quite a bit like Kyoryaku's style back then."

Glancing at the still complacent young man, the old man sighed.

This kid can't understand no matter how nice he talks.

"Continue investigating."

"Find that suspicious person early to avoid causing greater turmoil."

Ruyue Ming nodded, but he didn't have any opinion on this.

It just so happened that Team 11 had some free time from work and was looking for people, so it was just a way to relax after training.

Just when he drank all the tea in the cup and stood up to leave, Yamamoto suddenly spoke again:

"And one more thing."

"About Ukitake..."

The old man frowned and said hesitantly: "You should be aware of his situation. I would like to ask if there is any specific solution."

"Whether it's a sacrifice or a divination, as long as it can solve the problem."

Hearing this, Ru Yueming began to think deeply.

He had a general understanding of Ukitake Jushiro's situation.

He contracted lung disease when he was three years old and almost died. Later, he sacrificed his diseased lungs to Mimihaji, gained part of the power of the eye, and stabilized the condition of his lungs at the age of three.

In the eyes of others, this is difficult to solve.

But from Ru Yueming's point of view, what a big deal. Isn't this just a lung replacement surgery?

With current technology, it is impossible to complete an operation of this size.

But the problem is.

The technology tree of Soul Society has been crooked to the point of collapse.

While most parts of the Soul Society, and even the Sixth Division where nobles live, are still in the ancient ecology, the Twelfth Division has already entered the modern era.

Moreover, the last time he went to the 12th Division to visit Aizen, he also saw some sophisticated instruments that were hard to understand.

Lung replacement surgery, which is beyond the control of medical technology, can be solved completely through scientific and technological means.

I believe the almighty Sosuke will find a way.

If it doesn't work, he still has planB and planC. If he uses his brain, he can also try planD.

By the way, how high can a healthy floating bamboo be?

"There are ways, but I need to ask other people."

Ruyue Ming spread his hands and said helplessly: "After all, there are specialties in the arts. A situation like that of Senior Brother Ukitake requires specific judgment before we can start to solve it."

Yamamoto nodded, temporarily relieved.

Although his disciple seems unreliable on weekdays, he can still be useful at critical moments.

Maybe, you can try to cultivate it more deeply?

Yamamoto fell into thought.

…………

District Six, Noble Street.

As an area under the direct jurisdiction of Division 6, this is a gathering place for nobles, and most of the nobles in Soul Society also live here.

In the deepest part, a luxurious manor is located here, with corridors and buildings intertwined like a maze.

Several black figures shuttled through the shadows, and finally stopped in front of a quaint study room.

The owner of the study seemed to be receiving guests, and the sounds of conversation could be heard from time to time.

The shadows stood respectfully on both sides of the road, waiting for orders.

Soon, a voice came from the study.

"come in."

The door opened in response, and a group of black figures filed in. Then they knelt down on one knee respectfully and began to describe the previous findings:

"The entire army at Stronghold No. 3 was wiped out, and Shenshan Dun died."

"According to the on-site analysis, the person who took action should be a genius student who previously excelled in the graduation examination of the Spiritual Arts Academy——"

"Bright as the moon."

Hearing this, the figure in the room raised his head, and a surprised expression appeared on the old but majestic face.

"Why did he appear there and find a stronghold hidden under the walls of the sacred mountain?"

"Is there a mole in our midst?"

The Death Gods kneeling on the ground looked at each other, unable to give an accurate answer.

The old man didn't seem to expect any answers from this group of people, and there was a hint of thinking in his slightly cloudy eyes.

"If i remember correctly."

"The failure of the previous war with the Kuchiki family was also related to this brat."

"The amulet he sold to Sojun Kuchiki really affected the direction of the war. The previous assassination attempt on him failed."

"And some time ago, he also helped Shifouin Yoruichi get the recognition of the family Zanpakutō."

"Even Yamamoto Shigekuni accepted him as a disciple, but he was just from Rukongai..."

"What a restless little kid."

The old man said to himself.

The shadows kneeling on the ground had different expressions, some were surprised or surprised. They did not expect that a newly graduated college student would have already achieved so many achievements.

After a moment of thinking, the old man issued a new order:

"Take it seriously and investigate more."

"When necessary, methods other than assassination can be used..."

…………

The 11th Division team building.

Nozomi Ohmaeda looked at the carefree young man in front of him with complicated eyes. Although it hadn't been too long, there was always a feeling that things were different and people were different.

He had obviously been scolded by him not long ago, but in the blink of an eye, this kid was able to defeat the vice-captain-level Shinigami head-on.

What's even more outrageous is that even the elders and heads of the Sifengyuan family, who were respectful to him when they met, had expressions of relief and regret every time the name Ru Yueming was mentioned.

Fortunately, with the help of Akira Kisaragi, the Shifengin family regained the recognition of the family's ancestral Zanpakuto.

Unfortunately, the other party refused to join the Sifengyuan family.

Such different treatment made Ohmaeda Nozomi feel very uncomfortable.

"Long time no see, Teacher Xizhijin."

Kisaragi Ming was very enthusiastic. He placed the teapot, teacup and tea leaves that he had brought back from the first team. He poured the hot tea with great skill, and finally pushed the tea with a strong tea fragrance in front of Nozomi.

Although I have never specifically studied etiquette in this area, I have learned it after seeing it more often.

Now he has a bit of Yamamoto's demeanor.

"Long time no see, Kisaragi-san."

"No, you should be called Ruyue Sanxi now."

As the vice-captain of the Second Division, Nozhijin's intelligence is still extremely well-informed.

Akira Kisaragi had only been in charge of the third seat of the 11th Division for a few days when he had already received accurate news.

Although I felt shocked at the time, if I think about it carefully, with Kisaragi's strength, even serving as the captain of the 11th team is not too much, let alone the third seat.

Probably to avoid suspicion, that's why he didn't assume the captain position as soon as he joined the team.

As the head of the lower-level noble Omaeda family, Nozomi's political sense is quite sensitive.

Especially when it comes to things that may affect you.

He speculated that the reason why there was an examiner with Shinichi Shiraki's level of dimensionality reduction strike in the original graduation examination.

Not just because Akira Kisaragi is powerful.

It is also possible that Captain Yamamoto is building momentum for him.

Because only a truly strong person recognized by everyone can serve as the captain of Team 11 and inherit the title of "Kenpachi".

While he was thinking wildly, Ru Yueming had finished a whole cup of tea.

"As for the resale of the fixed property, everything has been settled."

Xizhijin took out a stack of thick banknotes from his pocket and placed them neatly on the tea table:

"That's all."

In this regard, Ruyue Ming didn't even take a second look.

He is still very relieved about Nozomi Ohmaeda. Being able to be entrusted with important tasks by Yoruichi and gain the collective recognition of the Shifengin family shows the strength of his character.

Seeing this, Nozomi Ohmaeda was a little pleased.

Although this kid often caused trouble when he was a student in the college, he is really not bad at heart.

"Brother Xizhijin."

Ruyue Ming suddenly approached and said.

Seeing this, Nozomi Ohmaeda suddenly looked wary.

Although he didn't teach Ru Yueming for too long, he still figured out this boy's character.

And the flattering look on his face is quite a bit like his own style back then.

Xizhijin knew with his toes that the boy in front of him must not be holding back anything good.

"Speak up if you have anything to say."

"I asked Yoruichi before, and she said that your Omaeda family is one of the richest nobles in the entire Soul Society and is involved in many businesses."

"Like restaurants, izakayas, department stores, clothing stores, contraband reselling..."

Hearing this, Xizhijin's face darkened.

What words is this?

Is this something that can be stated openly?

Also, why does Mr. Ye Yi say everything to others?

Is this elbow turned too hard...

"Ahem, what exactly do you want to say?"

Nozhijin interrupted Kisaragi Akira's increasingly outrageous speech, and if he continued, the entire Soul Society might be owned by his Omaeda family, and the five nobles would all depend on him.

"I'd like to ask you to help me make a few sets of clothes."

Ruyue Ming rubbed his hands and gestured.

"What?"

Xizhijin looked wary.

Kisaragi Ming took out a pile of amulets from his pocket and piled them on the table.

The image of Mimihaki is drawn on the exquisite white wood. The luxurious formal dress is wrapped in the right hand made of black shadow. Even if you just look directly at it, it gives people a sense of inviolable majesty.

"Just add this pattern to the outer feather fabric."

“Then add some slogans or something.”

Nozomi Ohmaeda frowned, looking at the amulet on the table in confusion, and then looked at Akira Kisaragi with a serious expression:

"Promote the temple?"

The boy opposite nodded.

"This is not a big deal."

Nozomi Ohmaeda felt relieved and asked casually: "How many sets are needed in total? I'll ask the tailors to work overtime and help you make them as soon as possible."

"Let's make two hundred sets first. If it's not enough, we'll wait."

Ohmaeda Nozomi: "..."

He now seriously suspected that this boy was preparing to replace the Ise family and become the new priest family.

Xizhijin wiped the sweat on his forehead:

“Would two hundred sets be a bit too much?”

Ru Yueming shook his head: "Is it a lot? Not much."

"Money in your hand is like a pile of waste paper, it's hard to wipe your butt. It's only money when you spend it!"

"and……"

"I'm going to give the entire Division 11 a new look!"

Xi Zhijin looked at the confident young man in front of him, feeling an unknown premonition...

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