"And an extremely crucial point is that your soul is very similar to that great being's."
"If you go to Soul Society, you might very well become his vessel. Then he would live within your physical and spiritual body, while you... would be reduced to ashes, as if you had never existed."
"Are you talking about the Spirit King?" Uchiha Hikaru asked with disdain.
"How do you know about the Spirit King?!" Kisuke Urahara was startled. Why did Uchiha Hikaru seem so familiar with Soul Society—no, with all three realms?
Uchiha Hikaru shook his head. "It's nothing strange. Let me put it simply: I'll agree to any conditions after my death, because I can't possibly die."
"If you have that kind of confidence, then this will be easy." Kisuke Urahara took out a white porcelain bottle shaped like a snowflake. It was exquisitely crafted, so alluring that anyone who saw it would want it.
"This is my newest invention, the 'Soul-Collecting Bottle.' Put a drop of your blood into it."
"Then, when you die, your power and soul will be drawn into this bottle."
Before Kisuke Urahara could finish, Uchiha Hikaru said nothing and directly dripped a drop of blood into it.
"When can we begin?" Uchiha Hikaru asked flatly.
Kisuke Urahara stood up and brushed the dust from his knees. "Tomorrow afternoon. In the small woods on the outskirts of the city. I'll wait for you there."
"Fine." Uchiha Hikaru nodded and watched Urahara leave.
After Urahara left, Uchiha Hikaru lost all interest in continuing to discuss Soul Society with the Visored. His mind was now filled with all kinds of difficulties he might encounter when converting into a spiritual body.
But whatever. There was no point thinking about it any further. He would know the result tomorrow.
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