Memories Give People Form (Six-Seven) (Continued)

The task is to monitor Tokoyo Misao and ensure that he does not disappear from one's sight for too long.

She took a deep breath and mentally encouraged herself for a long time.

Then, Soi Fon grabbed her left arm with her right hand, tilted her head slightly, narrowed her eyes, and showed a troubled, unwilling, and somewhat bitter expression on her face. She spoke intermittently:

"Who, who said it's none of my business, you bastard!"

"Ah! So you like Little Orihime!" This sight instantly reminded Orihime of various storylines and why the other person wanted to follow.

Her small eyes sparkled like stars, and with a wave of her hands, the Shield of Six Flowers dissipated.

Then he cupped his hands to his mouth and shouted:

"Go for it, big sister! But I won't help you. If you want to win Master's love, you have to fight for it yourself!"

The sound exploded and echoed throughout the secret training ground.

Everyone who was fighting or fleeing stopped and turned to look at Soi Fon, who stood in the sky with a shy yet slightly annoyed expression.

"Ahaha, I see. No wonder Captain Soi Fon volunteered to join when the tasks were being assigned at the meeting."

Captain Ukitake laughed heartily as he spoke, a glint of inspiration flashing in his mind:

"And now it all makes sense that Captain Soi Fon was always targeting Captain Tokoyo."

Tōshirō Hitsugaya looked at Soi Fon with a deep frown.

He always believed that the other person and his master had a relationship with some minor grudges.

When did it change into this state?

Something just doesn't feel right.

But right now, Captain Soi Fon's expression looks exactly like a girl whose feelings have been exposed, just like the girls in the manga she reads.

Tōshirō acquired all his knowledge in this area through manga, anime, and games.

He observed Soi Fon carefully, and after a moment, a thought flashed through his mind:

"I see. So, Brother Misao likes this kind of physique?"

Upon hearing this, Jūshirō Ukitake, who was standing nearby, also reached out and touched his chin, nodding repeatedly.

"Speaking of which, Rukia and Captain Soi Fon do have some similarities in physique."

He grinned and raised his hand, waving it around. "Captain Soi Fon, sorry, but I still support Rukia!"

Faced with the various encouraging words that pierced her ears, Soi Fon lowered her head and gritted her teeth.

She unleashed the fastest Shunpo she had ever used in her life and left the secret training ground.

Upon exiting, they discovered she was in the suburbs, not at the Chamber of Commerce at all.

She scanned her surroundings, confirmed the direction of the Chamber of Commerce, and drew her Zanpakuto:

"Sting All Enemies to Death — the Suzumebachi!"

The Zanpakuto transformed into a black and gold finger sheath, resembling a bee's stinger.

"Go to hell, Tokoyo Misao!"

She growled and vanished from the spot in the next instant.

Driven by boundless shame and anger, Soi Fon's Shunpo reached a new level.

It went up three levels faster than the limit she could previously achieve.

Meanwhile, in the shop's backyard.

Several men in armor appeared opposite Tokoyo Misao and his two companions.

I've seen a few of them before in the cemetery.

However, this time, in front of them was a man with medium-length white hair, a scar on his face, and a family crest on his armor.

Clearly, this person is their leader, and also the former head of the Ryudoji Family, a high-ranking noble family in Soul Society — Ganryū Ryōdōji.

Ganryū first glanced at Senna to confirm her identity, then his gaze fell on Tokoyo Misao.

He looked left and right, scanning carefully several times, but he couldn't find what he was looking for.

"The Tokoyo Clan?" he asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Tokoyo Misao." Misao responded calmly.

"Where is your family crest?" Ganryū had been searching for the Tokoyo Clan family crest.

Tokoyo Misao reached out and patted Rukia's back, who was hanging on his right arm.

The latter kept its head down, but after a moment it released its grip and landed on the ground.

Finally, the white haori sleeve on Misao's right hand was revealed, engraved with the Eternal Eyes family crest of the Tokoyo Clan.

"I had only heard about it from my grandfather; I never imagined that after a thousand years, I would actually meet the head of the Tokoyo Clan."

Upon seeing the family crest, Ganryū's tone was filled with emotion:

"Our Ryūdōji fought against other noble families in Soul Society to protect the legacy left by the Tokoyo Clan, but was ultimately defeated and exiled to the Dangai over a thousand years ago."

"The legacy left by the Tokoyo Clan?" Tokoyo Misao shook his head slightly, a hint of disdain curling at the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to replace the Tokoyo and become one of the Five Great Noble Clans of Soul Society, just say so. What's the point of hiding it now?"

Tokoyo Misao simply did not believe what the other party said.

Even though the Ryudoji Family was once a subordinate noble family of the Tokoyo Clan, for whatever reason, the Tokoyo Clan became guardians of Hell, going to that dark space and isolating themselves.

There was one vacancy among the Five Great Noble Clans in Soul Society. The Ryudoji Family claimed that they were inheriting the legacy of the Guardian Tokoyo Clan, but that was just an excuse.

Ganryū's grandfather must have wanted to use this opportunity to become one of the Five Great Noble Clans.

However, he underestimated the bonds between the Five Great Noble Clans.

The Five Great Noble Clans worked together to dismember the Soul King and ultimately divided the power among themselves.

How could it possibly be given to the Ryūdōji family?

Similarly, no other superior noble could ever become one of the Five Great Noble Clans.

Ganryū seemed surprised that Tokoyo Misao would speak so bluntly.

"As expected of the Head of the Tokoyo Clan, trying to pull such a clown's trick in front of you is truly pathetic."

He extended his right hand and said, "Based on my investigation over the past two days, Head of the Tokoyo Clan, you haven't reclaimed the power that belongs to your family; you've only become a lowly Captain of the Thirteenth Division."

"How about joining hands with me?"

"Just a few of you little kittens?" Tokoyo Misao slightly.

He was actually somewhat disappointed with Ganryū Ryōdōji and his group.

The guards opposite were only at the vice- Captain-level.

Ganryū, the leader, was only Captain-level, and Third-Class Spiritual Pressure, the most standard kind.

With this kind of power, he wants to become the ruler of Soul Society.

I don't know if this guy's grandfather got his brain caught in a door or kicked by a donkey.

Where did they get the guts and courage?

To be honest, this family wasn't directly wiped out by the Old Man Yamamoto a thousand years ago; they were merely sentenced to exile.

It's highly likely that he benefited from the influence of the upper-class nobles, as well as from the compromises made by Old Man Yamamoto in order to gain certain power.

Ganryū was not angry, but slowly said:

"After we were exiled to the Kōryū Dangai, we constantly hid and barely survived there. We don't know how many years have passed, but we have mastered the power to control the Blanks."

"The total number of souls remains constant. Therefore, the souls that escape from reincarnation, that is, the total number of Blanks, will automatically gather and create space once they reach a certain value. This is what appears Valley of Screams in the gap Three Worlds."

"Of course we understand these things, can you say something useful?" Rukia Kuchiki finally composed herself.

She didn't have a friendly expression towards the person behind the Valley of Screams Space incident.

"Please don't be in a hurry, Miss Kuchiki."

Ganryū smiled and said, "If you want to become the matriarch of the Tokoyo Clan, being so noisy isn't enough."

"Damn it, who... what mistress?" Rukia Kuchiki roared in response, her eyes constantly glancing at Misao beside her.

However, due to his short stature, only his waist could be seen, not his face.

"Get to the point, stop with this nonsense," Tokoyo Misao also spoke up.

Ganryū continued, "The Valley of Screams Space is composed of countless Blanks. At the same time, the memories of these countless souls that make up the space have also converged into one and returned to the World of the Living."

"That's the Senna behind you— the Shinenju."

"However, for a period of time after the Blanks becomes an empty shell, it will wander around in search of its memories."

"If in the center of a Valley of Screams Space, Shinenju that should originally be in the World of the Living were placed..."

Those lingering Blanks will become very active and will gather frantically to compete for the Shinenju.

"This causes the Valley of Screams itself to shrink and collapse."

At this point, Ganryū's expression became excited.

He opened his arms, his voice gradually rising.

"The force generated by the Valley of Screams Space Despair is enough to erase the Dangai and cause the World of the Living to collide with the Soul Society."

"And this force is definitely not something that the captains of the Gotei 13 Soul Society, or even Royal Guard, could interfere with."

"This is my plan."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Tokoyo Misao with bright eyes, as if he had revealed some grand plan and wanted to gain approval.

"A collision between the Soul Society and the World of the Living will only lead to the collapse of Three Worlds, ultimately turning them into chaos."

"What does this have to do with your desire to become the ruler of Soul Society?"

Tokoyo Misao frowned, because if this guy's plan succeeded, the result would be exactly what Yhwach wanted.

Is it a coincidence?

It's not impossible.

After all, if a so-called villain doesn't have a plan to destroy the Three Worlds, then he can't really be considered a villain.

"Why not just return everything to chaos, and then let everyone rebuild order based on their own abilities?"

Ganryū Long laughed loudly and said, "In this collision, all beings in the Soul Society and the World of the Living world will perish, and we will become the Lords of Chaos!"

"Return the Lord of Chaos." Tokoyo Misao's brows relaxed.

As expected, this kind of villain is too stereotypical; it's much more fun to go head-to-head with Aizen.

"Then why did you want to drag me along?"

"Of course it's because..." Ganryū started to speak, but then stopped.

He asked softly, "Have you mastered the Eternal Eyes power of the Tokoyo Clan?"

"Nonsense, of course. What kind of clan leader can you be if you can't even control the clan's power?"

Tokoyo Misao pursed his lips, and at that moment he noticed that Senna, who was standing behind him, was trembling slightly.

So he moved half a step and stood in front of her, it seemed this guy's plan had frightened her.

"Really?" Ganryū thought that Tokoyo Misao might not have mastered the power of the Tokoyo Clan's Eternal Eyes at all.

The Ryudoji Clan was a very powerful family a thousand years ago.

There are twenty Captain-level in his family alone.

But why are they still willing to submit to the Tokoyo Clan?

It should be noted that the Tokoyo Clan has always had a small number of members, with only one person in each generation.

According to his grandfather, Eternal Eyes of the Tokoyo Clan can manipulate Hell that even the Soul King and other great nobles have never ventured into.

His chaotic plan has always had a hidden danger: it could very well bring Hell upon himself.

Although he had never seen Hell, it had always existed and was a huge hidden danger.

But if one possesses the power of Tokoyo Eternal Eyes, then Hell will no longer be a threat.