Death: I can add points indefinitely.

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He felt as if the symphony of his own funeral was playing.

Shutara Senjumaru couldn't help but say, "You're exaggerating too much. He's only sixteen years old. No matter what, he can't possibly reach your level."

The Grim Reaper's combat power actually increases very slowly.

Only exceptional talent, relentless daily training, and life-or-death battles can lead to continuous improvement in strength.

This is also why it's difficult for ordinary Grim Reapers to become stronger.

Because not everyone has that kind of determination.

Kyoraku Shunsui was hailed as a genius hundreds of years ago, having experienced countless battles and fought against numerous dangerous and powerful enemies.

He's just a mere sixteen-year-old brat.

Even if he trained from the womb, he still couldn't possibly beat Kyoraku Shunsui.

Ukitake Jushiro gave a wry smile and said, "Senjumaru, Ye Yun's fighting strength is really strong, no less than mine and Kyoraku's. If he were to make a move, the Zanpakuto rebellion would probably be over by now."

Shutara Senjumaru was taken aback, never expecting that Ukitake Jushiro would give such a high evaluation to a mere young boy.

If she hadn't known that Jushiro Ukitake was honest...

She thought the other person was bluffing her.

But after regaining her senses, she became interested in Ye Yun and smiled softly:

"A sixteen-year-old boy possesses such strength; it truly intrigues me. I must meet him later."

As she spoke, she turned to look at Jushiro Ukitake:

"You lead the way this time. I'm going to finish off the rest of the Soul-Slaying Blades."

Jushiro Ukitake hesitated for a moment:

"Senjumaru, should we rethink the plan?"

He felt that his Pisces Rin and Kyoraku Shunsui's Flower Heaven Kyokotsu were probably no weaker than Unohana Retsu 777 in terms of combat power.

Shutara Senjumaru smiled confidently:

"Don't worry, I'm prepared this time and I will definitely not repeat the same mistake."

"..."

Within the Shihōin family.

Ye Yun stared at the two blood-red figures in front of him, his lips twitching, cursing Kyoraku Shunsui's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

Good guy.

They threw two hand-held grenades over.

It's an instantaneous explosion.

"Ye Yunjun, your swordsmanship has indeed become stronger again..."

A blood-red figure, gripping the Soul-Slaying Blade, breathed softly, legs clasped together, gazing intently at Ye Yun's figure.

Another blood-red figure, her left hand resting on her ample breasts, her chest heaving, was also staring intently at Ye Yun.

"Ye Yunjun, let's have a good fight. I'll personally heal you..."

Ye Yun's lips twitched, and he said speechlessly, "Sister Hua, Big Dumpling, I can practice with you, but could you please take a shower first?"

The two figures were almost completely covered in blood, making it impossible to tell who they were.

Both the man and the knife-wielder were quite voluptuous.

They can't be distinguished by their body shape either.

But both men and their swordsmen were now filled with the desire and fervor to fight, and they were no longer listening to Ye Yun's advice.

One step.

He was about to swing his sword at Ye Yun.

"and many more!!!"

Ye Yun suddenly shouted, and said in a deep voice:

"Sister Hua, Big Dumpling, if you don't take a proper bath, I'm running away right now."

The two voluptuous, blood-red figures paused for a moment.

A black figure appeared before them.

It flickered almost instantaneously.

All that could be seen were streaks of black afterimages, like ghostly figures in the night.

It was even faster than them.

Unohana Retsu and Nikushizuki, each wielding a sword, suddenly widened their eyes, glaring angrily at Ye Yun:

"Ye Yunjun, you've gone too far! How could you bully me like this? I always treat you so well and take such good care of you."

"So, I've already accepted how you mistreat my master in bed, how can you still mistreat me?"

Ye Yun's face darkened. He glared fiercely at the two women and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Who is more unreasonable here?"

“It’s already difficult to deal with just one person normally. Every time we fight, we end up covered in blood. Several times my arm was almost chopped off.”

"Now that you've even created a clone, your injuries will definitely be doubled. If you don't obey, I'm turning around and leaving right now."

One man with a knife suddenly felt a little guilty.

I feel like I went a little bit too far.

After all, her Bankai is an absolute killing field where everyone, regardless of strength, must fight and get hurt.

They would die from overtreatment if they weren't injured.

This resulted in both of them spitting blood every time they fought Ye Yun.

Think of this.

The man with the knife looked pitifully at Ye Yun.

"I'm sorry, Ye Yunjun. I was wrong before. I'll go take a shower now, and we can fight again after I'm done, okay..."

"Ye Yunjun, I'm going to take a shower too. I'll apologize to Master and you together after the fight is over..."

In the end, it all comes down to fighting... Ye Yun thought to himself, then snorted and said smugly:

"Come on, I'll take you to take a bath."

"..."

Different space.

In the steaming hot spring.

Two fair-skinned, voluptuous figures picked up wooden buckets and gently splashed water onto themselves, the water flowing down their bodies into the hot spring.

Ye Yun leaned against the hot spring, admiring the beautiful scenery, and said smugly:

"Sister Hua, I want to eat grapes."

Unohana Retsu waded through the hot spring and smilingly handed a grape to Ye Yun:

"Ye Yunjun, we're almost done washing..."

"It's much worse!"

Ye Yun chewed on a grape and said comfortably:

"Sister Hua No. 2, come and give me a massage, so I can fight harder."

A woman named Hibiki Shizuku, whose figure was even more voluptuous than Retsu Unohana, walked over, squatted down behind Ye Yun, and began massaging his shoulders, smiling as she said:

"Ye Yunjun, you've been washing for two hours."

"Then let's wash for another two hours."

Ye Yun squinted comfortably and said in a kingly voice, "Sister Hua, next time you feed me grapes, remember to peel them."

Unohana Retsu's smile grew even gentler as she peeled the grapes with her delicate hands and gently placed them into Ye Yun's mouth.

"Ye Yunjun, is this alright?"

Ye Yun was so comfortable that she almost groaned.

This is the life he wants.

What a hard life I had lived before.

Not only do I get dragged over to fight every few days by Retsu Unohana, but we also have to hack and slash at each other for hours on end, so I'm almost immune to pain now.

Now I've finally found Sister Hua's weakness.

Doesn't she like fighting?

Then I won't fight alongside her.

It's a perfect opportunity to turn the tables and become the master.

Thinking of this, Ye Yun laughed heartily and said, "Sister Hua, now you know the consequences of being rude to me, right? Hurry up and apologize to me."

Unohana Retsu smiled and squatted down, placing her right hand on Ye Yun's leg:

"Lord Ye Yun, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. Please accompany me in battle and let me have some fun."

Ye Yun couldn't help but burst into laughter again, feeling that he had finally got Unohana Retsu under his control.

Maybe I can win over this yandere older sister.

She was trained to be a caring older sister.

At this moment.

behind him.

Ninjazuki pressed herself against Ye Yun from behind, wrapped her arms around his chest, and whispered with a smile in his ear:

"Lord Ye Yun, you don't mean to keep dragging this out and not fight us, do you?"