Bleach: I'm picking up attributes in Seireitei

Jia Lianhua naturally knew who Wang Xun was referring to.

An ancient monster who has lived in Soul Society for an unknown amount of time, the one who knows the names of all Zanpakuto.

The Regent of the Three Realms, the Guardian of the Spirit King's Corpse, stares intently at the truth.

The main military unit consists of one military guard.

Jia Lianhua nodded gently.

"That's right. He only knows the last two characters of my name and my first ability, which is granted by the system. He has no idea about it."

Wang Xun understood; this was not surprising.

"So, even if someone is omniscient and omnipotent, can they analyze and seal things?"

"Of course, once I successfully analyze it, its abilities will naturally become ineffective against you. It's just... the analysis process might take a while."

"As for whether it can be sealed, that depends on you, Master."

Jia Lianhua stretched and lay back down on the ground.

Looking at the blond-haired little girl wriggling on the ground, Wang Xun suddenly felt like his blood sugar was a bit high.

His own Zanpakuto was powerful, but it was a bit weak.

"Alright, Master, if there's nothing else, you can go back now."

"Or perhaps you'd like to have a...more in-depth conversation with me?"

Jia Lianhua lifted the hem of her kimono little by little, and looked up, but Wang Xun had already disappeared.

"Tch, what a hypocritical, lowly owner~"

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She pursed her lips, looking rather bored.

"Even now, all I do is stupidly reach out and pick up the pieces, and I don't even realize I'm tired."

"Fine, let me help you one more time. After all, you're my master."

She then lay back and yawned softly.

She stretched out her hand, gestured on the system panel, hummed a melodious tune, and drifted off to sleep in this vast world.

The next moment, Wang Xun opened his eyes.

No one knows how much time has passed, but he is still sitting in the dojo of the Shinigami Academy, with his asakawa lying across his lap.

But at this point, Asagi was already somewhat different.

The original simple asazuchi has undergone subtle changes in shape, with the tsuba (handguard) now being a circle engraved with a lotus pattern, making it closer to the appearance of the Shikai (initial release).

The overall feel of the knife has also changed completely.

"Wang Xun?"

A low voice came from beside her, tinged with surprise.

"Your shallow strike..."

She stared at the light-colored sword on Wang Xun's lap, its aura now completely different, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

The students around him also woke up from their Zen meditation one after another. Many of them noticed the strange thing about Wang Xun and cast curious or surprised glances at him.

The teacher standing to the side, the stern-faced middle-aged grim reaper, strode over after noticing the situation.

He stared at the knife on Wang Xun's knee, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This change in the blade's shape clearly indicates that the Zanpakuto has accepted the user, which is reflected in Asauchi.

This led him to a seemingly unlikely yet plausible explanation that resonated with the current situation.

"Alright, quiet down. Focus on your Blade Zen practice and don't let external matters or things distract you."

The teacher gave a few instructions to those around him, then whispered something to Wang Xun.

"You, come with me."

Wang Xun, holding his Zanpakuto, followed him to the outside of the dojo. Only after they had walked a distance did he turn around to face Wang Xun.

He looked at Wang Xun, his usually composed expression finally betraying his surprise, and his voice was tinged with excitement.

"You...have achieved Shikai?"

Wang Xun looked at the teacher, then slowly nodded.

"Great, I didn't expect that this year's class would produce a student who has already successfully achieved Shikai before even graduating."

At this moment, the teacher suddenly paused, because he remembered a rumor that had been circulating in the college recently.

"Wait, you're a fifth-generation student, you...you wouldn't happen to be the student who killed a Hollow during the Soul Burial internship, would you?"

"Um, well."

Seeing Wang Xun scratching his head and looking around, he paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered some rumors circulating in the Fifth Division.

Then he suddenly realized what he meant and nodded cryptically.

"I understand, I understand, you don't need to say anything more."

He let out a heavy sigh.

"I never imagined that the rumor was actually true."

"That makes sense. With your abilities, it's not surprising that you can achieve the initial release."

"But I still need to remind you about this: try not to mention your Shikai ability to anyone, lest it be exploited by someone with malicious intent."

"When you join the Gotei 13, the application materials you submit will ask you to fill in whether you have achieved Shikai and the ability to do so."

"Of course, this information will be kept as a confidential document in the Gotei 13's database. There's no need to worry about it being leaked; you can rest assured."

Wang Xun nodded upon hearing this, not taking it to heart at all.

Seong Ling-ting's secrets are so leaky, there's no need to worry about them being leaked.

They're probably just fooling recent graduates.

The teacher was unaware of what Wang Xun was thinking; he simply looked at Wang Xun and became increasingly astonished.

"With your current abilities, you should be able to apply for early graduation and join the Gotei 13, right? What do you think?"

That's true...

"I will apply for early graduation when the course ends this year. As for which squad I will join, it has already been arranged, so please don't worry about it, teacher."

The teacher was taken aback by what he said, then suddenly realized what he meant.

I knew it! How could a student of this caliber possibly remain unknown?

It seems that the higher-ups had already made arrangements.

"Then I won't say anything more. My friend, do your best in the future, and remember to come back and visit us old folks when you have time."

He patted Wang Xun on the shoulder with a sigh.

"Alright, go back now. But don't make a fuss about Shikai. I think you know what I'm doing."

Wang Xun nodded slightly.

"Don't worry."

Seeing Wang Xun's reaction, the teacher showed an approving expression.

When they returned to the dojo, although there was no obvious commotion inside, many people still secretly opened their eyes and looked at the two who had returned.

The same applies to the seven threads.

After seeing Wang Xun return, her somewhat restless mood gradually calmed down.

But she couldn't help but wonder what the teacher had asked Wang Xun to do outside.

Could it be...?

Seeing Wang Xun sit back down, she winked at her.

Nanao's heart started beating faster.

After this little incident, the Zen lesson quickly passed amidst the students' restless minds.

Many people also cast curious glances at Wang Xun, this guy who usually kept a low profile.

After all, there were rumors circulating in the Spirit Arts Academy that there was a fifth-year student who could slay a Great Void with a sword, which pointed to Wang Xun in their class.

However, since Harada Heita, who was in the same group at the time, did not dare to publicize this matter, although there were rumors, most people still held a skeptical attitude and did not take it seriously.

After class, the students got up and left one by one.

The crowd dispersed, and the setting sun shone brightly.

Qi Xu rubbed her slightly sore shoulders and walked with Wang Xun toward the cafeteria.

"What's wrong? Your shoulders are sore? Do you need me to massage them for you?"

Upon hearing Wang Xun's voice, Qi Xu's eyes widened slightly.

She imagined the scene of Wang Xun's large hand gently massaging her shoulder...

When Wang Xun didn't receive a reply, he curiously looked down at Qi Xu.

He only saw Nana's face gradually turn red, her arms wrapped around her shoulders, and her eyes looking at him as if he were a thief.

"sexual harassment?"

Wang Xun: ?