The Sword Returned to Its Sheath

In the World of the Living, in a small shop in Karakura Town, the sign above the door prominently displays four large characters: Urahara Shop!

That's right, this is where Kisuke Urahara in seclusion in the World of the Living, and Yoruichi is also here. The former Great Kidō Tessai Tsukabishi also lives here, but Hirako and the others who were victims in the Hollowfication Incident are not here, for some unknown reason.

Urahara now looks like a sleazy middle-aged man, wearing a dark green outfit that seems to have come from nowhere, along with a green and white hat, making one think of a certain weird uncle.

But that usually jovial yet lewd face looked unusually serious today! Tessai Tsukabishi stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong, Manager Urahara? Is something the matter?"

Urahara shook his head, not answering his question, and instead asked, "Where's Yoruichi? Isn't she here?"

"She went out and said she'd be back in a bit," Tsukabishi replied.

Just then, a dark shadow flashed by the window, and a black cat appeared on the table. It was the black cat that Yoruichi had transformed into. She was licking her front paws with her tongue, and she really did look like a real cat. Who would have thought that this seemingly cute black cat was actually a beautiful older sister in disguise?

The black cat's voice was rough and, to the untrained eye, definitely masculine. "Kisuke something? You seem to be in serious trouble."

Urahara nodded gravely and said, "Yes, we already knew that Ye Yang was sent to Hueco Mundo after we left, but this news just came from within Soul Society. They said that Ye Yang performed outstandingly in the Expeditionary Force, but he sacrificed himself to cover the retreat of his team members during an incident."

Yoruichi cried out, "Impossible!"

Urahara's expression remained somber, as if he had suffered a great blow. "This is news I obtained from within Rukongai. Now the entire Seireien knows. You can go to Soul Society to confirm."

Yoruichi carefully observed Urahara. Years of interaction had given Yoruichi an intimate understanding of Urahara. Yoruichi, she spotted a flaw in his expression and asked, "Come on, Kisuke, I want the most authentic version. Your version has probably been misinterpreted countless times. With your methods, you can definitely get the correct information, right?"

Urahara remained silent, his eyes still deep and intense. Kisuke Urahara Yoruichi. The two locked eyes, creating a heavy atmosphere.

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Yoruichi's eyes, followed by her casually licking her paws. But this small gesture was enough to break Kisuke Urahara. He smiled and shook his head, "You really can't hide anything from you, Yoruichi. Honestly, you saw right through me."

Yoruichi said impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what's going on, what happened to my brother?"

"The truth is that the Expeditionary Force encountered an attack by Menos Grande. Ye Yang stayed behind alone to fight against a Vasto Lorde and hundreds of Adjuchas- class Menos Grande. After that, Ye Yang's Spiritual Pressure disappeared, but the Expeditionary Force members did not find Ye Yang's body at the original location. We can only say that he is missing," Kisuke Urahara explained unhurriedly.

"Missing?" Yoruichi countered. "So you mean we can't be sure where he is, the only thing we're sure of is that his Spiritual Pressure has disappeared?"

"Yes"

The black cat version of Yoruichi found her food and started eating, as if Urahara had meant to tell her to eat quickly. Urahara asked, "Yoruichi, aren't you worried?"

"What's there to worry about? It's just that his Spiritual Pressure has disappeared. Can't we hide our Spiritual Pressure the same way? It's not difficult for him at all. Maybe he's doing this because he doesn't want others to be unable to find him. As for those Menos Grande and Vasto Lorde, I'm being lenient by not praying for them. And another thing, I haven't seen a trace of worry on Kisuke's face, has I?" Yoruichi appeared quite relaxed, as if to say that it was no big deal...

Yoruichi seemed to be reminiscing about something. "My monstrous little brother of mine has never suffered a loss since we were children. Sometimes I can't even see through him. It's as if there's nothing he can't solve. I've even developed a habit of relying on him. If there's anything I can't handle, I can't go wrong by asking him."

Urahara switched back to his usual playful expression. "Oh my, Yoruichi, your observation skills have improved again."

"Hmph!" Yoruichi snorted and said, "Don't think I'll let you off the hook just because you said that. You dare to make fun of me? You might want to start preparing your wound medicine."

"Uh..." Urahara's face immediately fell. "Yoruichi, let's not be like this, okay?"

"Oh no!" The black cat pounced on Urahara's face and unleashed a long-lost martial art— the Nine Yin White Bone Claw!

"No, don't scratch my face! Ah!" A scream echoed from inside the small shop...

Meanwhile, within Hueco Mundo, Ye Yang had already begun his seclusion. The reason the outside world couldn't sense his Spiritual Pressure was because he was in the Forest of Menos. Although it couldn't completely isolate Spiritual Pressure, Ye Yang's deliberate restraint of his Spiritual Pressure Spiritual Power made it impossible for outsiders to detect it, leading to the misconception that Ye Yang was dead...

Actually, this so-called seclusion is not a dead end. It doesn't mean that one is constantly cultivating. It just means that most of the day is spent meditating and cultivating. There is still a lot of time to exchange cultivation experiences with Ashido. Sometimes, one can also go out to hunt Menos Grande to test the results of one's recent cultivation.

Time flies by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall. On this day, a bright silver light suddenly shone brightly in Ye Yang's cultivation cave. Ye Yang was bathed in the silver light, and the entire room was filled with light that was too bright to look at directly. Ye Yang, who was at the center of the silver light, had changed drastically, just like when Ye Yang had just mastered the Galaxy Rift Shikai.

Over the years, his hair has returned to its original length, with long silver hair flowing over his shoulders. His silver-white clothes move without wind, and even his eyes have turned silver. He is truly a peerless and spirited man!

In the blink of an eye, the silver light began to recede, all desperately converging towards a single point, eventually forming a sphere with a diameter of two meters. Ye Yang was inside it, and even the sphere's radiance gradually began to intensify, its color slowly changing to golden yellow, becoming deeper the closer it got to his dantian. Finally, a flash of golden light disappeared into Ye Yang's dantian, as if nothing had ever happened. A faint smile appeared on Ye Yang's lips.

Ye Yang looked inward at his dantian with satisfaction. After thirty years of hard work, he had finally achieved his original vision. Now, a small golden bead had appeared in his previously empty dantian. It was only the size of his little fingernail. Ye Yang called this golden bead the Golden Core.

Although it is only a tiny bit now, it will definitely grow with time. Even though it is small, you can still feel its suffocating power.

The improvement in strength is not the most important thing. In fact, Ye Yang's strength has not improved much in the past thirty years. It can be said that his strength is not much different from thirty years ago. The most important thing is that Ye Yang feels that the limit that originally restricted him has disappeared. This feeling is similar to the feeling of the Hōgyoku in his body more than thirty years ago.

It's not the kind of joy that comes from increased strength; it's a qualitative leap, a sublimation deep within the soul!

At this time, Ye Yang's temperament also underwent a huge change. Although Ye Yang did not show off in the past and was even relatively low-key, he could not hide his extraordinary talent. Just like the bright moon in the dark night, no matter how he tried to hide himself, he could not hide himself. No matter what, he was always so dazzling and outstanding!

But if we compare Ye Yang of the past to a sharp sword, a sword that has never been sheathed, its edge fully revealed! Or rather, no sheath could contain this sharp sword!

But things are different now. This sword seems to have found its sheath, no longer so dazzling and intimidating. It looks like just an ordinary grim reaper. No one can tell from its appearance what kind of strength this harmless young man possesses. This version of Ye Yang is even more terrifying.

No one knows how terrifying a sword will be once it is drawn. Nowadays, swords are not easily drawn, but when they are, they are sure to be earth-shattering! It's just unknown what circumstances would allow a sword to be drawn.

Gradually, Ye Yang's appearance began to recover. His silver eyes and cloth clothes began to fade, and he soon returned to his original appearance, except that his long black hair was still hanging down his shoulders.

At this moment, the barrier at the cave entrance flashed, and Ye Yang knew that Ashido had returned. "Ye Yang, have you finished your training for today?" Ashido asked habitually. Over the decades, he had become accustomed to Ye Yang's training and also understood why Ye Yang was able to possess such strength at such a young age. He admitted that he could not achieve such a level himself.

Ye Yang nodded and said, "Yes, it's done, and I've achieved my cultivation goal."

"Oh? So your seclusion is over?" Ashido asked.

"Yes, that's almost done. All that's left is to consolidate it."

Ashido patted Ye Yang on the shoulder. "Great! It's been almost thirty years since you started, and you've finally finished. Congratulations! I knew something was off when I came in."

What's wrong?

"How should I put it?" Ashido hesitated before saying, "It's just that you give off a different vibe. Before, you always gave off a subtle kind of pressure, but now that feeling is completely gone."

"Really? Isn't that a good thing?"

"That's good, isn't it? Approachable. Now that you've completed your cultivation, what are your plans next?"

Ye Yang slowly walked out of the cave, looked up into the distance, and murmured, "Who knows..."

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