The moment his voice faded, Naraku Sora was surprised to find that Yoruichi's presence had vanished from his Reiatsu perception range.
*Crackle—*
Accompanied by the flash of electric arcs, the air erupted with a piercing sound like tearing silk. A lithe figure enveloped in golden light instantly appeared to Sora's back right.
Without any hesitation, Sora threw a punch backward almost on pure instinct.
But as the force of his punch closed in, Yoruichi's figure shattered like a phantom bubble, dissolving into a burst of lightning that scattered through the air.
The next second, an astonishing sonic boom rang out. A surging shockwave erupted, followed by a howling hurricane that exploded outward like a detonated bomb.
*Bang!*
A massive explosion tore through the air. Visible white shockwaves rippled outward from the point where fist met palm, expanding like smoke rings, only hundreds or thousands of times faster.
Feeling the immense force transmitted through his forearm, Sora's eyes lit up.
Her progress over these past few days was truly astounding.
The originally uncontrollable Black Cat Princess form had been thoroughly perfected through Yoruichi's continuous refinements, no longer susceptible to her emotional state.
That alone was enough to double her combat prowess.
After all, the exact same Hakuda techniques unleashed in different states would display vastly different levels of destructive power.
Not to mention, her current Reiatsu felt like it belonged to a completely different person compared to before.
For Yoruichi, a Zanpakutō—the fundamental weapon of a Soul Reaper—was not a necessity. Shunkō was her true path.
Her talent in this field was terrifyingly high.
Yoruichi looked at Sora, who stood rooted in place like an immovable mountain, a trace of helplessness flashing through her golden eyes.
As the Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukidō, who controlled the vast majority of the Soul Society's intelligence, she knew exactly how incredible her own talent was.
Let alone comparing herself to Soul Reapers of her generation, even looking back across a thousand years of history, very few could hold a candle to her.
Yet, compared to the monster standing before her, she felt entirely outclassed.
They simply weren't in the same weight class.
At this thought, the black cat tail behind her flicked restlessly, lifting her purple ponytail along with it to reveal her smooth back.
Yoruichi stretched lazily, freely displaying her gorgeous figure as golden arcs of electricity seemed to come alive, dancing across her curvaceous body.
Finally, the lightning settled atop her head, forming a pair of glowing cat ears.
The electricity crackled violently.
Accompanied by a shrieking sonic boom, Yoruichi lunged forward like a phantom. Her slender fingers, moving as gracefully as if plucking harp strings, instantly struck Sora's chest.
It was a move that appeared to lack lethal intent, yet in the very next moment, it unleashed astonishing destructive power.
As flesh met flesh, the lightning discharged without reservation, echoing with a thunderous roar.
Landing the blow, a triumphant smile spread across the feline woman's face.
*Still as arrogant as ever. Did he really think my lightning would be that easy to take?*
When the electric arcs instantly enveloped his entire body, Sora clearly sensed that something was wrong.
An intense paralyzing sensation washed over his nerves, attempting to sever his motor functions and completely strip him of his mobility.
At the same time, the golden lightning formed chains that wrapped tightly around his limbs.
A dual restriction.
"How about that, Sora?" Yoruichi retreated the moment she made contact, humming with a smug laugh.
"I know your body has incredible adaptability, but in my Black Cat Princess state, my Reiatsu can shift frequencies sixty-four times a second."
"The corresponding lightning does the same."
"Even the strongest of enemies would be forcibly paralyzed for a few seconds."
"And in a battle at our level, a few seconds is more than enough to decide the outcome."
Sora carefully assessed the sensation, then broke into a wide grin.
Immediately after, under Yoruichi's slightly horrified gaze, his body pulled taut like a bowstring. The sound of immense tension echoed from his perfectly sculpted muscles.
The materialized lightning instantly shattered.
Reaching out, Sora grabbed his cumbersome haori and upper garments, ripping them off along with the lightning chains binding him, revealing his flawless physique.
His beautifully defined muscles glowed with Reiatsu, radiating a suffocating pressure outward.
Seeing this, Yoruichi's breath hitched, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.
*I already estimated his strength as high as possible, but it seems I still underestimated him,* she thought.
*Looks like I'll just have to take him down with raw power.*
"Sora, if I defeat you, you have to promise me one request," Yoruichi said, trying to hype herself up.
"Forget one, I'll grant you ten or a hundred," Sora grinned, his voice brimming with absolute confidence. "Because there's no way I'm going to lose!"
Yoruichi's eye twitched, her composure nearly cracking.
*How does this emotionally stunted bastard manage to attract so many beautiful girls? Is his brain made entirely of muscle?*
*No, I have to teach this guy a lesson.*
Just as Sora was about to say something else, Yoruichi seized the fleeting opening. Using Flash Step, she blurred into a streak of light and closed the distance.
Her athletic figure leaped high into the air. Her thick, powerful thighs erupted with immense force as she brought her leg crashing down like a battleaxe.
Lightning exploded.
*Boom!*
The solid ground instantly caved in, forming a massive crater as spiderweb-like fissures spread in all directions.
Sora stretched his arms, and scorching flames violently ignited around his body.
The crackle of electricity rang out, weaving through the firelight like roaming dragons. The dirt beneath his feet was instantly scorched pitch-black.
*Since this is a Shunkō lesson, I might as well use this form to teach Yoruichi a proper class.*
Shunkō: Blazing Lightning Hell!
Unlike Yoruichi's pure lightning form, Sora's advanced Shunkō state was developed by combining the power of his Shikai with his Lightning Release Chakra Mode.
Whether it was stronger or not was up for debate, but the visual effects were certainly dialed up to the max.
Seeing this, a hint of anticipation gleamed in Yoruichi's eyes. She took a deep breath, her chest rising, and flashed a smile brimming with unbridled wildness.
The next second, the two bodies violently collided.
Instantly, a terrifying storm of interwoven lightning and fire swept across the entire training ground. The Kidō barriers covering the perimeter teetered on the verge of collapse, rippling violently.
Countless afterimages flashed and vanished amidst their clashes. The battle grew so intense that it became impossible to track with the naked eye.
All that could be seen were the continuous flashes of fire and lightning.
Without a doubt, Yoruichi's current strength was leagues ahead of her original timeline counterpart.
Having perfectly mastered the Black Cat Princess form, she was easily operating at a level dozens of times greater than an average Captain.
But even this level of power was not enough to defeat Naraku Sora.
Soon, Yoruichi began to lose ground. The moment her lightning faded, Sora closed the distance and completely pinned her down.
"Looks like you're still a bit short of earning a promise from this Prison Warden."
"Stupid Sora." Glaring at the smug man, Yoruichi grew slightly annoyed. She extended her long, slender leg and gave him a hard kick.
Feeling the sting of pain rebound on her own calf, and then seeing Sora's amused expression, she only grew angrier.
"Don't you know how to hold back even a little bit?"
"Why should I?"
"Because I don't want to fall too far behind the other women, you idiot!"
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Sora looked down at the dark-skinned feline pinned beneath him, suddenly noticing a faint, barely perceptible blush on her delicate cheeks.
If they hadn't been so close, he wouldn't have even been able to see it.
"I treated you like a brother, and here you are lusting after my body."
"?"
Hearing this, Yoruichi took a deep breath. Just as she was about to retort, Sora leaned in and sealed her lips with his own.
Feeling the warmth against her and his breath so close, her eyes widened on instinct.
After a long time, they parted.
The blush on Yoruichi's cheeks had deepened significantly, and even the tips of her ears were tinted with a subtle shade of crimson.
"This place won't do." Sora glanced around, realizing that the massive training ground had been reduced to ruins during their battle, covered in fissures and dust.
While the outdoors had its own unique appeal, it wouldn't be very fair to Yoruichi.
"Why don't we go to my room?" Yoruichi, always the straightforward and uninhibited type, extended a bold invitation.
"My bed is quite large."
Of course, this side of her personality was strictly reserved for the man in front of her.
"I know that all too well!" Sora unceremoniously reached out his wicked hands, grabbing her by her slender waist and hoisting her over his shoulder.
Before she could protest, he vanished from the spot.
When they reappeared, they were already inside Yoruichi's room.
The interior decor was rather simple, consisting only of bookshelves, a desk, and chairs. However, the large bed looked exceptionally soft and plush, perfectly suiting a cat's nature.
Tossing his defeated opponent onto the mattress, he made quick work of her sleeveless Shishakushō, stripping it away along with her shoes and socks to reveal her alluring beauty.
It was different from when they had shared the mixed hot springs in the past.
Back then, the steam had obscured his vision, making it hard to see clearly. Now, every single detail was laid bare before his eyes.
When it came to her figure, Yoruichi was absolutely top-tier.
As a practitioner who specialized in Hakuda, her waist-to-hip ratio was flawless, without an ounce of excess fat. Her athletic curves exuded pure aesthetic beauty, extending all the way down.
"How long are you going to keep staring, you jerk?" Yoruichi bit her lip, her voice trembling inexplicably.
Sora grinned. Raising a hand, he deployed several layers of Kidō barriers to completely seal the room. Then, with a swift motion, he pulled Yoruichi into his embrace and pressed her down into the bed.
*Today, I'm going to teach you a hundred different kinds of knowledge!*
An unknown amount of time passed.
Yoruichi felt covered in sweat, her entire body sticky as she curled up in Sora's arms. Drained of every ounce of strength, her eyes were glazed and unfocused.
Even though she had been resting for quite a while, she still couldn't muster any energy.
Although her physical constitution was exceptional, it still fell short compared to Sora, who possessed multiple layers of physical enhancements.
Facing such a terrifying onslaught, she could only suffer a crushing defeat, thoroughly reduced to a vanquished general.
"No, I need to go wash up."
"I'll go with you."
Yoruichi shot Sora a glare, then reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Out in the courtyard beyond her room, there was a specially prepared hot spring.
Normally, after finishing her training, Yoruichi would soak in it to relax her tense muscles.
Feeling the warmth seep into her from the outside in, she leaned lazily against Sora's chest. Her wet purple hair clung to her shoulders as she relaxed to the absolute limit.
Sora gently stroked her smooth skin, savoring the beauty that belonged solely to this moment. Looking down, his gaze met her golden eyes, which were shimmering with a watery gleam.
As if suddenly thinking of something, Yoruichi leaned in close to his ear and whispered softly.
A moment later, Sora looked at her in astonishment. "That works too?"
"Heh, how will we know if we don't try?" Yoruichi grinned, licking her lips. "I refuse to lose to you in absolutely every aspect."
Soon, leaping arcs of golden electricity began to ripple through the hot spring.
A black cat tail swayed endlessly beneath the water.
Meanwhile, having searched fruitlessly for Yoruichi, Soifon arrived outside the courtyard.
After asking around, she had bumped into an Onmitsukidō member and learned that her Captain and Naraku Sora were at the Shihōin clan estate.
Thus, she had rushed over immediately.
As Yoruichi's personal bodyguard, her access to the Shihōin estate was completely unrestricted.
However, just as she reached the door, Soifon realized the exterior was covered in Kidō barriers.
The Reiatsu on them was very familiar to her; it belonged to Lord Naraku.
Reaching out a finger to carefully sense it, she realized there were at least seventeen or eighteen different Kidō spells layered together, each pushed to its absolute limit.
Alert, defense, concealment, soundproofing, light-bending...
*Just what kind of incredibly important matter requires casting this many barriers?*
Confusion flashed in Soifon's eyes, completely unable to wrap her head around it.