Chōjirō Sasakibe used to think the word "beast" was used to describe those who were extremely evil, but now he realized that using "beast" to describe Yamabuki was truly an insult to beasts.
You don't bully people like this, do you?
Even though Baraggan was a Hollow, using him for experiments was too pitiful!
Yamabuki felt Chōjirō Sasakibe's gaze, reached out, and fiercely pressed his thumb into his temple, then twisted it back and forth: "I can tell what you're thinking from your eyes. You showed no mercy when you used him as a shield just now!"
Baraggan stared at these Shinigami. Were they really Shinigami? They should be demons, right?
Yamabuki took out a firework from his pocket, pulled it towards the sky, and the firework exploded in mid-air. This was the signal they had prepared in advance, meaning an emergency assembly.
Not long after, another firework lit up not far away. Uhin Zenjōji was not far from them.
A moment later, everyone's vision blurred, and a large fat man appeared before them. It was Uhin Zenjōji.
Although he looked fat, he was very agile.
"Why did you call me over so urgently?" Uhin Zenjōji said impatiently.
"Look at the gift I prepared for you? The living King of Hueco Mundo! You don't have to thank me, it's what I should do." Yamabuki said proudly.
Upon hearing that the King of Hueco Mundo had been captured, Uhin Zenjōji immediately became interested and began to examine Baraggan from all angles.
Although Uhin Zenjōji appeared to be a harmless scientist, Baraggan could sense a very dangerous aura from him, an aura even more dangerous than Yamabuki's—the unique aura of a scientist.
In the future world, perhaps only Szayelaporro and Nemu Kurotsuchi, those two perverts, possessed this dangerous aura.
Uhin Zenjōji smiled like a four-hundred-pound child.
Corresponding to this immense pressure was Baraggan's pathetic demeanor, like a skull being relentlessly ravaged, surrounded by a pack of jackals, afraid to move.
Now that the biggest objective had been achieved, was it time to go home?
Yamabuki sent a signal to Soul Society. Soul Society opened a Garganta, and everyone returned to Soul Society with their spoils.
"By the way, I haven't asked yet, who is this brother?" Uhin Zenjōji looked at Nobutsuna Shigyō with curiosity.
"He might be a colleague in the future." Yamabuki said.
He absolutely couldn't let go of such powerful combat strength.
At the very least, he had to finish that big battle half a year later.
After returning to Soul Society, Uhin Zenjōji immediately began his experiments.
Baraggan had no idea what fate awaited him, hoping these Shinigami would have some mercy.
Then he personally watched a Hollow being cut open by Uhin Zenjōji in front of him.
Alright, these Shinigami are truly beasts, with no compassion at all. Life and death are fated, wealth and honor are up to heaven. Use whatever abilities you have on me!
After Yamabuki arrived at the First Division, he introduced Nobutsuna Shigyō to the Captain-Commander.
Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto nodded with great satisfaction. He didn't know why this kid had such good luck, always encountering these scattered powerhouses.
Just then, the Tsunayashiro Head was also there.
He had been calculating with his fingers recently and found that the situation was not right. Why were the Captain positions becoming fewer and fewer?
Those already confirmed included Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto, Saitō Furōfushi, Chika Shihōin, Batsu'unsai Katori, Unohana, and others.
The strength of these individuals was beyond doubt, especially Unohana, who had single-handedly broken through the Seireitei.
Although the Tsunayashiro Head was arrogant, he didn't dare to challenge her.
But now, another one? He hadn't heard of him having any special abilities, yet he wanted to be a Captain as soon as he arrived? I refuse!
However, before the Tsunayashiro Head could speak, Nobutsuna Shigyō looked at Yamamoto coldly and said, "You are the strongest person? How about a fight with me?"
"Pfft!" the Tsunayashiro Head burst out laughing.
Could this be a savage? Who in the entire Soul Society didn't know the name "Sword Demon"? Someone actually dared to directly challenge the Captain-Commander?
"Captain-Commander, there's no need for you to personally deal with such a minor character. I'll do it for you. Any random cat or dog dares to challenge your authority!" the Tsunayashiro Head casually drew Enrakyōten.
This sword was indeed a good sword, the only pity was that activating Enrakyōten's ability consumed lifespan.
Nobutsuna Shigyō looked coldly out of the corner of his eye at this man who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
He could tell at a glance that this man had some skill, but that was all.
"Come on! Let me see what kind of power someone vying for Captain has!"
Yamabuki was silently counting on his fingers. Yamamoto curiously leaned over and asked, "What are you counting?"
"Three!"
"Three? Three what?" The Captain-Commander asked curiously.
"Two!"
The Captain-Commander suddenly understood what his Chief of Staff was counting.
"One!"
"Boom!!!"
The Tsunayashiro Head was sent flying like a broken kite by a single punch, immediately entering a critical state.
The Tsunayashiro Head was at most on par with the current Chōjirō Sasakibe. What audacity did he have to challenge Nobutsuna Shigyō?
Yamabuki went to perform first aid for him with a helpless expression, hoping that punch wouldn't kill him!
Nobutsuna Shigyō snorted, "How about it! Hurry up and fight me?"
Yamamoto's eyes gleamed. This was indeed a master, instantly defeating a Vice-Captain.
Seeing that the Old Man was about to make a move, Yamabuki, carrying the Tsunayashiro Head, turned and ran. Given the Captain-Commander's temper, he wouldn't be able to spare a thought for him once the fight started.
Yamabuki ran while giving the Tsunayashiro Head emergency first aid, and finally, he woke up.
"Chief of Staff? What happened to me? Why am I here? I remember I was fighting someone?" the Tsunayashiro Head looked bewildered. He didn't even remember being instantly defeated.
Just then, a towering pillar of fire ignited in the First Division Barracks, and a wild, overbearing spiritual pressure spread directly throughout the Seireitei.
Yamabuki knew it was almost over. He dropped the Tsunayashiro Head and turned back to the First Division.
The Captain-Commander was sitting there calmly sipping tea, while Nobutsuna Shigyō was charred black, lying on the ground, smoking!
"Young people these days are really hot-headed." The Captain-Commander took a calm sip of tea. It seemed Nobutsuna Shigyō was instantly defeated by the Captain-Commander before he even had time to release his Zanpakutō.
This Old Man is really something, injuring people so severely, and in the end, I have to save them! And he doesn't even pay me! This is really too much!
Yamabuki sighed and began to treat Nobutsuna Shigyō's injuries. It was also fortunate that this guy was thick-skinned; after taking a hit from Ryūjin Jakka, he recovered in a surprisingly short amount of time. Truly amazing!
"Now that you've fought, are you convinced?" Yamabuki asked.
"Yes, I'm convinced," Nobutsuna Shigyō said with a look of terror.