Bleach: I'm picking up attributes in Seireitei

Over the weekend, Wang Xun once again stepped into the maggots' nest.

The guards from the Second Division already recognized him and simply checked his token before letting him pass.

Wang Xun had originally intended to return the token to Urahara Kisuke, but when he saw Urahara Kisuke take out an identical token, Wang Xun accepted it without any qualms.

With Urahara backing him up, he can use it as a ticket for now, and then return it to him later.

As he walked into the maggot's nest with practiced ease, a familiar voice came from the side, tinged with a hint of helplessness.

"Wang Xun, you're coming here way too often!"

Kisuke Urahara looked at Xun Wang, who was rubbing his hands together in anticipation, with a wry smile on his face.

"You don't attend any of the courses at the Spiritual Arts Academy? What, are you using this place as a training ground?"

"However... you have made great progress."

Wang Xun's fighting skills have improved noticeably in the past few days.

Wang Xun, who used to get scratched even when attacked by three to five people at the same time, can now basically remain unharmed.

This surprised Kisuke Urahara quite a bit.

Wang Xun paused, his face expressionless.

"Isn't this to blame for the poor orderliness of your underground special supervision tower?"

"I have never attacked these people first; I have only defended myself when they attacked me."

Urahara's expression became more serious, his tone a mix of teasing and earnestness.

"Even so, please go a little easier on me."

"Our Wound Management Squad isn't the Fourth Division. Taking care of the wounded every day like this is too much for the team members to handle."

Wang Xun nodded upon hearing this.

"I understand, I'll be careful."

Kisuke Urahara gave Wang Xun a meaningful look, but didn't pursue the matter further. He then stepped aside to let the neatly packed package behind him pass.

"Your order is ready. Please click on it."

"You have a lot of stuff. Did you call any help? If not, I can get two team members to give you a ride."

"No need to worry about that," Wang Xun stretched his body, "I've found someone to help."

Rock Eagle and his little pig Bonney were waiting at the entrance of the Second Division.

"But there's no rush. Urahara, Third Seat, count out this money first, and let me warm up a bit before we talk."

Watching Wang Xun walk towards the pile of prisoners, Kisuke Urahara, holding the money bag, sighed helplessly.

But there was nothing we could do; he was the big spender, so for the sake of money, we tolerated his little bit of capriciousness.

The prisoners standing nearby stared in disbelief as they saw Kisuke Urahara pull out a large amount of money from his purse and then saw Wang Xun rubbing his hands together as he walked toward them.

They came to a rather dark conclusion.

"Urahara Kisuke, you bastard! You actually took money to have outsiders beat us up! This is an abuse of power, a bribery, and I'm reporting you to the 46th Division!"

"We're not really criminals, don't we have human rights too? Urahara, you deserve to die!"

"If your spiritual pressure hadn't been sealed, you wouldn't have the audacity to swagger around like this, you brat! Take this!"

Urahara looked at the money in his hand, then at the prisoners who were roaring and charging towards Wang Xun, and sighed.

He was helpless too, okay?

If you don't want to get beaten up, just stay put. Knowing you can't win, you still rush in to get beaten up. Aren't you just asking for trouble?

A moment later, Wang Xun stopped what he was doing and threw a disfigured prisoner to the ground. Few prisoners dared to rush forward anymore.

Wang Xun checked his spiritual pressure level and his hand-to-hand combat level.

[Spiritual Might: Rank 8 (Experience: 3650/8000)]

[White-hat: lv4 (Experience: 4750/5000)]

After spending nearly a week in this maggot's nest, my experience points skyrocketed, and my spiritual power experience also increased significantly.

One more time, and the free win will be enough to level up.

But there isn't enough time today; he still needs to take Urahara's items back to Rukongai, and the journey will take a long time.

We also can't keep the jewel vulture waiting outside for too long.

"That's all for today, Urahara Sanke. Please have two people help me carry my things out."

Seeing Wang Xun finish his attack, Urahara readily agreed.

After Wang Xun resigned from his post in front of Pu, he left the maggot's nest amidst the angry stares of the prisoners.

After binding all the packages to the wild boar with the rock vulture, the two began their return journey.

Ganju has learned of the potential impact on the ramen shop and, under Wang Xun's instructions, has begun to keep an eye on the movements in Rukongai.

On the way back, Yanjiu solemnly reported to Wang Xun the information he had gathered over the past few days.

Strangely, no trouble has occurred at the shop in the past few days, and Ganju's underlings haven't heard any rumors in Rukongai.

The calm was eerily quiet.

While pondering the possible subsequent situations, Wang Xun discussed the distribution plan of these props with Yan Jiu.

As dusk approached, they crossed a relatively quiet street, preparing to turn towards the White Gate of West Rukongai.

A figure stood quietly by the roadside, seemingly having waited for a long time.

When Wang Xun saw the person's appearance clearly, he frowned.

Gang Mi Dai Shi Ying.

He was alone today, without any attendants, his face somber and his expression extremely complex.

At this moment, his eyes no longer held the arrogance or scheming that had been there before; instead, they carried a hint of irritation and entanglement.

Wang Xun and Yan Jiu stopped at the same time.

"Tsunayoshiro?"

Wang Xun's face instantly darkened.

Wang Xun didn't speak, but just stared coldly at the other person, his spiritual pressure quietly rising.

What's this guy doing here again? Did he discover my activities in the Second Division and want to stop me?

Seeing their reactions, Shi Ying's lips twitched, seemingly becoming even more agitated.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a low voice with an almost frustrated tone.

"Wang Xun, you... be careful lately."

Wang Xun was stunned for a moment.

What is this person doing, threatening me to my face?

"Tsunayoshiro, what do you mean?"

Wang Xun narrowed his eyes, remaining vigilant.

Shi Ying's expression darkened further. He avoided Wang Xun's gaze, looked to the side, spoke faster, and lowered his voice.

"I have a cousin who's crazy. After learning about the conflict between you and me, he's ready to get involved."

"He found out about you and thinks my methods..."

Shi Ying gritted her teeth.

Wang Xun couldn't understand Gang Midai's actions and frowned in thought.

"I don't believe you would kindly remind us."

"I just don't want things to escalate too much and become unmanageable!"

Shi Ying turned around abruptly and glared at Wang Xun as if her tail had been stepped on.

"I originally just wanted to teach you a lesson, but things have changed now."

"That Shi Tan guy is a complete madman, he acts without any scruples, he even dares to trample on clan rules!"

He paused, his voice becoming even lower, almost squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"I warned him, but he... In short, whatever he does next is none of my business."

Having said all that, he seemed to have exhausted all his patience, and his face was once again covered with a layer of aloofness and coldness.

"He's about to make his move. That's all I have to say. You'd better watch yourself."

Before Wang Xun could ask any more questions, he turned and left, as if he couldn't bear to stay even a second longer.

The streets quieted down.

The eagle scratched its head, looking puzzled.

"Brother Wang Xun, who is this person?"

Wang Xun stared at the direction where Shi Ying had disappeared, his brows furrowed.

He had just heard a name from Shi Ying.

Gangmi Daishi Beach.

In the original story, the mercenary assassin slaughtered all the male members of the clan who had the right to inherit the family business, and ultimately became the head of the clan himself.

Upon hearing that name, an even deeper chill rose from the depths of his heart.

Based on Shi Ying's performance just now.

Wang Xun vaguely sensed that the seriousness of the matter had changed somewhat.