With a whoosh, the golden blade sliced through the air, the rapid whistling sound of the blade disappearing in an instant.
Jūshirō Ukitake turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with shock. The Reiatsu that erupted in that instant was clearly at the Captain-level.
This strangely dressed man was not a resident of Rukongai who lacked Spiritual Power.
Why hadn't he sensed the other person's Spiritual Power before?
He was puzzled, and so was Shiraishi.
Strange, I clearly sensed someone attacking from behind, but why did that feeling disappear as soon as I drew my sword?
Undeterred, Shiraishi expanded his Spiritual Sense perception range to within three kilometers, where the most intense reactions occurred.
The Reishi generated turbulent currents due to Reiatsu.
The reason is Kūkaku Shiba's angry punch just now.
" Shiraishi, why did you suddenly draw your sword?"
Kūkaku Shiba turned around and asked a question.
Jūshirō Ukitake discreetly examined Shiraishi's Zanpakuto; its long, narrow blade gleamed brilliantly, as if cast from gold.
The hilt is inlaid with two gems, one large and one small. The edge of the larger gem emits a green light. It didn't utter the Shikai just now, so it seems to be Zanpakuto that can frequently be in its Shikai state.
He's not Shinigami), yet he possesses such a Zanpakuto). Does he belong to some noble family?
That's not right either. If there were such a person among the nobility, he would never have remained unknown.
The more he looked, the more puzzled Jūshirō Ukitake became.
It's no wonder he overthinks things; a combat power at the Captain-level is enough to threaten the safety of Seireitei and cannot be ignored.
Someone just approached me from behind.
Shiraishi explained why he drew his sword, then sheathed it with a puzzled look on his face, "But the moment I drew my sword, he quickly withdrew it."
"Strange, with such strength, why would they sneak up on you and then leave without doing anything?"
Kūkaku Shiba frowned slightly, his olive-green eyes glancing at Jūshirō Ukitake beside him, and asked, "Did you sense someone approaching just now?"
"No," he shook his head, then answered modestly, "My Spiritual Sense isn't very strong."
Kūkaku Shiba didn't believe this nonsense.
Among the Gotei 13, aside from the Captain-Commander and the Fourth Division Captain, the Eighth Division and Jūshirō Ukitake are the most senior.
Having served as captain for hundreds of years, how could his abilities in all aspects be lacking?
"Are you sure you're not mistaken? Neither Ukitake nor I noticed anyone approaching here just now."
"Impossible." Shiraishi shook his head vigorously, extremely confident in his Spiritual Sense that extended within three steps. "Someone must have been trying to ambush me from behind just now."
"Are you so sure?" Kūkaku Shiba asked again.
"Of course, no one can escape my Spiritual Sense within three steps."
Shiraishi answered confidently.
call.
A gust of wind rose, and the blade pressed straight against the back of her neck.
Without a word, Jūshirō Ukitake used his full Shunpo to move behind Shiraishi, drawing his Zanpakuto with his right hand and slashing at the back of Shiraishi's neck.
Shiraishi turned and swung his sword.
Bang!
The blades clashed, producing a deafening roar, followed by a violent shockwave that spread outwards.
Her two bowling ball-like breasts jiggled, her beige long skirt billowed wildly, revealing her rather voluptuous legs, but the deeper parts were suppressed by a hand.
"What are you doing?" Shiraishi took two steps back, his tiger's mouth slightly numb. Catching the attack was one thing, but being able to block it in time and withstand it was another matter entirely.
The Reiatsu surging from Jūshirō Ukitake's blade made him feel suffocated, as if a boulder was pressing down on his chest.
A level nine hero alone is not quite qualified to challenge Jūshirō Ukitake.
"Cough cough." Jūshirō Ukitake reacted even more violently, coughing loudly and hurriedly covering his mouth with his left hand, with scarlet blood seeping out from between his fingers.
Shiraishi retracted his previous statement and quickly asked, "Are you alright?"
"No, it's nothing, just an old ailment."
Jūshirō Ukitake weakly shook his head. His fighting ability depended on his condition; the upper limit was very high, and the lower limit was very low. "I just tested it, and your Spiritual Sense is indeed very sensitive. It shouldn't be wrong."
Someone really did approach you just now, but neither Kūkaku nor I noticed."
Kūkaku Shiba raised an eyebrow, put his hands on his hips, and said, "You've gotten yourself into more trouble than I thought, even messing with someone like this."
That person was able to get so close to her and Ukitake so quietly without causing any disturbance to the Reishi, and then retreat calmly.
Putting aside combat power, his ability to use Shunpo ( Shunpo) and conceal his Reiatsu alone is enough to place him among the top ranks of Soul Society.
"Uh, don't talk nonsense, I've never messed with that kind of person."
Shiraishi offered a defense, setting aside the fact that he killed Hasegawa Taizo in the West District Three.
In those four years, he didn't kill anyone, nor did he have any serious conflicts with anyone; he just proposed to some pretty girls.
This shouldn't be enough to kill me, right?
He didn't act like a scoundrel and pester me; it was just a casual remark.
"You need to be more careful from now on," Jūshirō Ukitake cautioned, still wondering to himself, how could two Captain-level, capable of making their mark on Soul Society history, suddenly appear out of nowhere?
As for Shiraishi, he shouldn't pose any threat to Seireitei, but I'm not so sure about the other person.
"Cough cough."
His discomfort interrupted his thoughts, and the pain caused cold sweat to bead on his forehead. "I'm sorry, Kūkaku, I need to return to Seireitei to recuperate."
"Hmm." Seeing that he looked like he was about to die, Kūkaku Shiba didn't say anything, but asked, "Do you want me to take you back?"
"No need, I can, cough cough, manage."
Jūshirō Ukitake didn't let her escort him, as that would require slowing down his Shunpo while waiting, which was far slower than Shunpo himself.
He vanished from there in an Shunpo.
Kūkaku Shiba jumped off the cannon platform and strode towards Shiraishi. "Tell me honestly, aside from killing Hasegawa, what other trouble have you gotten yourself into? Is it some kind of internal conflict?"
The reason she asked about the conflict between fellow disciples was that she believed Shiraishi's Reiatsu was so perfectly concealed, and the other person was just as perfect.
It's perfectly accurate to say that they belong to the same school of thought.
"How could that be? My skills are a gift from heaven, plus the result of my own hard work. I have no fellow disciples."
Shiraishi retorted.
Kūkaku Shiba stroked his chin and said, "Strange, then why can't others sense your Reiatsu Reiatsu or that person's?"
"This," Shiraishi was about to answer that he didn't know, when he suddenly remembered something.
If we're talking about perfectly concealing Reiatsu, aside from his own cheat ability since he transmigrated, the Soul Society also has similar items.
A cloak that conceals Reiatsu, combined with a Micro Kidō, can create an effect that is almost invisible.
As far as he knew, only one man in Soul Society possessed such a cloak.
Sōsuke Aizen.
With that person's skill, dodging the attack in an instant and getting to a distance of three kilometers or even further wouldn't be a problem.
But why would they be here?
He never provoked Aizen, so could it be related to Kaien Shiba?
Upon closer examination, the Hollow that killed Kaien Shiba was actually a test subject for Aizen's Hollowfication experiment.
It was inevitable that Kaien Shiba would die in the experimental void.
Shiraishi felt a chill run down his spine.
"Are you thinking about something?"
"Uh, it's nothing," Shiraishi replied vaguely.
Kūkaku Shiba seriously, "This isn't just your problem. You're living in my house, and your concealment could potentially put my family in unknown danger. If you're not willing to tell the truth, I'll have to ask you to leave!"