Bleach: I'm picking up attributes in Seireitei

Wang Xun nodded upon hearing this, not expecting Yoruichi to bring it up on her own initiative.

"That's true, and I'm also interested. I wonder what Captain Yoruichi's opinion is?"

"This is a good thing."

Yoruichi's expression finally relaxed a bit.

"Returning to the starting line is an important skill, especially for you team members who are on the front lines."

"Since Captain Unohana has spoken, if you are interested, the Second Division can help you coordinate a time."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xun looked surprised, not expecting Ye Yi to agree so readily.

"If it's feasible, that would be wonderful."

The conversation then turned to the mission itself.

Yoruichi stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the morning scene of Seireitei outside.

"There may be some nobles behind Amamiya Shin. If there is evidence, the Covert Task Force has the right to investigate thoroughly."

"But given the current situation, we don't know where to begin."

"Things have been a bit unsettled in Soul Society lately."

Yoruichi turned around and looked at Soi Fon.

"Soi Fon, you should get some rest. I still have some work to do, so I won't stay any longer."

Yoruichi gave a few more instructions and then left in a hurry.

The door closed gently, and Yoruichi's spiritual pressure gradually faded away.

The ward fell silent again.

Soi Fon leaned against the headboard, gazing at the sky outside the window, her eyes somewhat lost in thought, as if pondering something.

Then she said softly.

"I always feel somewhat resentful."

"They caught the person, but this is the result."

Wang Xun sat down on the chair beside the bed.

"There's no use worrying now that things have come to this. Captain Yoruichi and Seat 3 Urahara will handle it properly."

As he spoke, he deftly opened the food box and laid out the still-warm porridge and side dishes one by one.

Soi Fon watched his actions, her eyes flickering slightly.

This guy is actually quite good at taking care of people.

She suddenly remembered the scene from before when Wang Xun carried her through the deep night.

The steady, powerful heartbeat, and the warmth she felt on her cheek against his neck.

Soi Fon's ears gradually turned red, and then she quickly shook her head to shake these distracting thoughts out of her mind.

"Let's eat something first."

After a long while, Soi Fon nodded gently upon hearing Wang Xun's voice.

She then took the bowl and drank it in small sips.

After a moment, she suddenly said softly.

"Lord Yoruichi must be quite troubled, too."

"Although she always acts nonchalant, I could sense her anxiety just now."

Soi Fon looked down at the bowl in her hand.

"Yoruichi always has to be at the forefront of facing the unseen shady dealings in the Soul Society. Her pressure is actually much greater than what we see."

Wang Xun remained silent, knowing that Soi Fon was right.

As the head of one of the four noble families, the captain of the 2nd Division, and the commander-in-chief of the Onmitsukido, Yoruichi carries a burden far greater than it appears.

"If only I were stronger, and could get closer to her, that would be great."

Seeing the forlorn look in Soi Fon's eyes, Wang Xun breathed a sigh of relief and said softly.

"Don't worry, you'll definitely be able to do it in the future."

Soi Fon looked up and saw the sincere look in Wang Xun's eyes.

As if encouraged, he nodded slightly.

A few days later, at the Second Division training ground.

As dawn broke, the training ground still carried the chill of the night.

Soi Fon had changed back into her close-fitting Executioner's combat uniform and had brought Wang Xun here early to continue developing Shun's abilities.

Although Captain Unohana advised her to rest for a few more days, Soi Fon couldn't wait that long.

The Amamiya Shin incident made her realize that her abilities were far from sufficient.

To become stronger, we must become stronger even faster.

This thought rose and burned in her heart.

Soi Fon stood in the center of the training field, closed her eyes and concentrated, her spiritual pressure flowing slowly around her.

She raised both hands, her left hand attempting to gather spiritual pressure and construct a complete spiritual energy flow.

Hakuda requires concentrating spiritual pressure into fists and feet, pursuing the ultimate concentration and explosive power within the body.

The Ghost Path requires precise control of spiritual energy and complex spell construction.

Combining the two is far more complex than simply layering them together.

Soi Fon has tried many things, but she can only maintain the amplification state for a few seconds at most before it inevitably collapses.

The spiritual pressure circulation loops conflicted, control became unbalanced, and the wrists could not withstand the load of spiritual pressure output, leading to a series of problems.

This is still far from meeting the requirements of actual combat.

"Failed again..."

Soi Fon frowned as she looked at the dissipating spiritual pressure in her hand.

She recalled the suggestion Wang Xun had just made.

"Instead of forcibly merging two completely different systems, it's better to find a node that allows them to work together in some way, rather than forcibly merging them into one."

"By using the Kido method to manipulate spiritual power, the spiritual pressure flows around the body in a regular manner, thereby gradually increasing its output power."

At the time, she thought the idea was novel, but now that she's tried it, she still faces many difficulties.

Where is this output node located, and what is the coordination method?

Soi Fon took a deep breath and decided to temporarily change her perspective.

If a technological breakthrough is not possible in the short term, perhaps inspiration can be found in conceptual approaches.

Hand-to-hand combat is the ultimate physical art, a fighting art where the body becomes a weapon.

The Ghost Path is the outward manifestation of spiritual power; it is the application of spiritual pressure by controlling the spirit with the mind.

The two may seem unrelated, but at a higher level, they may have something in common.

So the problem might be transformed into: how to make spiritual pressure both highly compressed within the body for an instantaneous burst, and also finely shaped and continuously operated externally, like a Kido (demon arts)...

Wang Xun watched quietly as Soi Fong frowned in thought, then spoke softly.

"You've already mastered using spiritual pressure to amplify the power of your punches and kicks. Now, you should focus on how to maintain the continuous output of spiritual energy and find that crucial point."

"How about we try channeling our spiritual pressure towards a specific area, like... our shoulder?"

His words were like a spark of inspiration, illuminating Soi Fon's thoughts.

Shoulder?

Soi Fon closed her eyes and began to simulate the scene in her mind.

Countless possibilities flashed, collided, and recombined like streaks of light.

Unbeknownst to her, Soi Fon's spiritual pressure began to undergo subtle changes.

It was no longer the violent fluctuations of the past, but a more stable and orderly flow.

Spiritual pressure surged from his wrists, searching for a specific path of circulation, gradually rising with his arms and forming a faint vortex on his shoulders and back.

Although it was still very raw and only in its infancy, this time, the spiritual pressure did not immediately collapse.

It lasted for a short time.

With a ripping sound, Soi Fon's fabric was torn open at her shoulders.

Soi Fon opened her eyes, a look of surprise and joy flashing in them.

She seems to have found her footing.

She looked at Wang Xun, her eyes shining with an undisguised brilliance—the exhilaration of finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel after a long period of searching.

A hint of surprise flashed in Wang Xun's eyes.

She just said whatever came to mind, and unexpectedly, Soi Fon actually found the trick with just a few words.

"Yes, that's the feeling. Continue."

She nodded excitedly, resumed her stance, and her spiritual pressure began to flow again.

This time, it went much more smoothly than before.