Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

Chapter 181 The Divine Tree Conference

The Ninth Division's headquarters. Inside a dojo.

All the powerful figures from the Divine Tree World lineage were seated, filling the spacious martial arts arena to capacity.

The one at the head was none other than Hashirama Senju, who sat cross-legged at the head of the table with his hands on his knees, suppressing his usual casualness and listening attentively.

A swirling ornament hangs behind him.

The meeting was chaired by Tobirama Senju, who stood beside Hashirama with a scroll of silk covered with names spread out in front of him. His gaze was sharp and steady.

Tobirama Senju looked around—most of the people there, including the Senju, were descendants of the Otsutsuki lineage, as well as the Kage and powerful figures from various ninja villages.

According to the division of the Floating Li Realm, they are all the third realm of the Sun Wheel Celestial Phenomenon.

Over the course of a thousand years, the number has accumulated to no less than six hundred.

With the help of inherent spiritual armor, the power of fear, and other extraordinary systems of the Floating Li realm, no fewer than ten people have emerged at the fourth realm of the Divine Transformation Heavenly Venerable.

Their strength has greatly increased.

but

"That's not enough!"

Tobirama Senju took a deep breath and spoke in a deep, unhurried voice.

"The military forces in Beijing are now facing a major reshuffle."

"In this martial arts exercise, in addition to the captains, the squad leaders and the thirteen teams from the eight satellite cities will be selected from this competition."

His gaze swept across every face in the room.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us."

"Gentlemen, you have all been in Fuli for quite some time, and you must be aware of Fuli's power and the necessity of gaining power in Zhuanlunjing."

Those present were all in positions of power; besides being quite capable, they also possessed a certain level of political acumen and naturally understood Tobirama Senju's meaning.

Having power but not using it is the same as not having power at all.

The Gotei 13 is the only military organization that manages the underworld, and it is different from the police force that maintains order in the streets and alleys.

If no one is in the upper echelons of the Thirteen Teams in the Divine Tree World, not only will their influence be greatly reduced, but the speed at which they gain merits will also be slower.

One step behind means falling behind at every step.

One radish, one hole.

Sooner or later, their advancement space will be squeezed out by powerful figures from various worlds who band together, which is something no one wants to see.

Minato Namikaze sat upright, speaking in a gentle and methodical manner.

"I agree with Lord Tobirama's judgment."

"There are indeed quite a few people from the Divine Tree World among the thirteen teams, but most of them are concentrated in the middle and lower levels."

"The captain and vice-captain positions will still be mainly held by veterans of Soul Society. This martial arts competition is an opportunity to reshuffle the deck, and we must strive to secure a high enough position."

Only from a high enough vantage point could Kushina be found—Minato Namikaze, unaware that his wife had been rescued, didn't voice these words.

In his heart, he would rather be the captain than wait for news from Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju.

Hiruzen Sarutobi sat beside Minato, his hands tucked into his sleeves, a thoughtful expression on his aged face.

He spoke slowly, "Minato is right. But we also need to be careful about how we do it. It's okay to argue, but we can't let people see that we're arguing."

"The lesson from Konoha teaches us that if internal factions become too obvious, it will only arouse the suspicion of those above."

"It would be best if each of us competed based on our individual abilities, without any obvious collusion, so that the Captain-General, the City Lord, and possibly the God Lord would see our value, not our threat."

The Third Raikage slammed his palm down on his knee, his voice rough and powerful like the clash of iron and stone, "You lot are just overthinking things!"

"Forget about factions, let's just fight! Whoever is stronger goes first, isn't that the rule of Fu Li?"

"I'll go up there and beat those captains up one by one. They'll then know that the people of the Divine Tree World are not to be underestimated!"

"Lord Raikage is right."

The Second Mizukage stroked his beard and chuckled softly.

"But it's not enough for just one person to fight. We need people to get into the captain level, people to get into the program leader level, and people to get into the 13th team in the satellite city. Only in this way can we truly grasp the power."

"I suggest that everyone assess their own abilities and set their own goals. Those who are strong enough to be captains should aim for captain. Those who are a little weaker should try for segment leader. No one should be greedy, and no one should give up too much."

The Second Kazekage had remained silent until now, when he finally spoke, silencing everyone present.

"I have a question," he said. "Are we fighting for the Divine Tree World, or for Fuli?"

The tea room fell silent for a moment.

Everyone looked at the Second Kazekage, and their expressions changed.

At this moment, Hashirama Senju spoke.

He didn't look at the Second Kazekage, but faced the assembled crowd, his tone resolute, "For Fu Li!"

"Only when Fuli is well will the Divine Tree World be well. We are not here to seize territory, but to build a nation."

"It's okay to compete, but we should be competing for a position to get things done, not for power."

"At the same time, I don't want to hear similar words again!"

The Second Kazekage lowered his head.

He glanced at Tobirama Senju.

"Tobirama, read the list aloud."

Tobirama Senju nodded slightly and unfolded the silk scroll, which recorded the souls belonging to the world of the Divine Tree.

Minato Namikaze and his group, who belonged to the Fourth Realm, went to attack the Captain-level.

The next highest rank is like Hiruzen Sarutobi, who cuts down the vice-captain level.

The other talented contestants will compete for the position of program leader.

The Third Tsuchikage, Onoki, watched quietly as Tobirama Senju considered every detail and aspect, his expression somber.

Ultimately, the leader of the Divine Tree world belongs to Konoha.

The Uchiha clan, including figures like Fugaku and Izuna, quietly watched the Hokage rise to power from within Konoha's ranks.

They sat quietly, listening, without anyone standing up to argue or leaving.

There is not a single person in charge who can truly rival the Senju faction.

Finally, Tobirama Senju closed the silk scroll and spoke.

"Furthermore, I urge everyone to use their best skills to gather information from all sides and ensure that our current competitors do not undergo significant changes before the martial arts exercise."

The crowd responded and then got up one after another, walking out of the dojo.

The footsteps faded into the distance along the corridor, and the temple returned to tranquility.

Tobirama Senju watched the departing group before turning to his elder brother. "Brother, if conditions permit, I hope Tsunade and the others can also come to the Wheel of Reincarnation."

The implication is that people in the mortal world should commit suicide to compete in the underworld.

In the world of the Divine Tree, which is truly peaceful, the strong are merely embellishments.

From a strategic perspective, Tobirama Senju was not wrong.

A sharp glint appeared in Hashirama Senju's usually amiable eyes.

"no."

He refused without hesitation.

"The Divine Lord has said several times that communication between the human realm and the underworld is prohibited unless absolutely necessary. We are now alive, and have already separated ourselves from all aspects of human life; the dead should not interfere with the living!"

This is a rule for ordinary people, but for powerful figures like Captain Death, it's somewhere between right and wrong.

Rules are meant to serve those who make them.

Tobirama Senju certainly knew this.

It's not that he doesn't understand the rules.

Only those who are too familiar with the rules know where the boundaries of the rules are, and know which lines can be tested and which lines cannot be crossed.

He said, "The Divine Tree World has entered into true peace under Fu Li's rule, so losing seven or eight people is not a problem —"

Under Hashirama's imposing gaze, Tobirama had no choice but to change the subject and ask, "What about Madara Uchiha, and Indra and the others? Are they coming? They are rare fighting forces."

Seeing Hashirama Senju remain silent, Tobirama Senju also sighed.

"They're more trouble than they're worth."

"Born evil!"

"Uchiha Fugaku, deputy leader of the squad, please leave."

At the entrance to the 10th Division's headquarters, a Shinigami stood blocking the way, his tone slightly cold, "Team Leader Mikoto does not wish to see you. Please do not come any further."

Fugaku Uchiha's expression was somber as he looked past the Shinigami's shoulder and towards the door.

There were many figures in the courtyard. Members of the 10th Division were gathered in twos and threes, talking in hushed tones, as if Ping could come over at any moment.

His expression remained unchanged; he simply clenched his fist, silently turned around, and walked back the way he had come.

Not far away, several figures were waiting under the ginkgo tree at the street corner.

Those were Uchiha Chiri, Rai, Pazu, Naka, and others from the clan who had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, including Shisui.

The group of people, some standing and some leaning, all had their eyes on Fugaku.

"Failed again?"

Uchiha Rai looked at it calmly, his tone not even bothering to hide his sarcasm, only pure contempt, "Being rejected by your own wife, you're really a failure as a person."

"Lei, say less. We're all from the same clan."

With long purple hair and a gentle face, Zhili spoke.

Faced with someone stronger than himself, Lei shut his mouth.

The ruler looked at Fugaku and said reassuringly.

"Every ethnic group and family has its own dirty secrets. If people don't want to talk about the past, then there's no need to bring it up again."

Balu also said, "Even Mito Senju has changed his surname back to Uzumaki. Your little affair isn't worth dwelling on."

He also looked down on Naka, who only knew how to endure, and didn't bother to say a word to him—despite being an Uchiha, the clan leader at the time, and even having awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, his personality was even worse than that of a Konoha villager with the Will of Conqueror.

Shisui stood to the side, silent and not saying a word.

Facing his seniors, Fugaku nodded stiffly.

"I know what to do. Even if Mikoto doesn't want to participate in the clan meeting, her bloodline can't be changed no matter what."

"let's go."

As the sun set, the group headed towards the outer city, the new Uchiha clan territory, where most of the ninjas from the Divine Tree world were gathered.

The 10th Division, in a teahouse overlooking the street.

The window was half-open, and dusk seeped in from outside.

Uchiha Mikoto knelt on a futon by the window, wearing the 10th Division's shihaka uniform, her smooth black hair cascading down her waist.

She gazed at the receding figure outside the window, her eyes flickering slightly. It wasn't exactly lingering affection, nor was it a sense of relief; rather, something worn down by time yet not completely gone flashed across her eyes.

"Team Leader Mikoto, are you nostalgic for the past?"

The sound came from the other side.

Inuyasha's clone, Gintoki, was sitting cross-legged in front of a low table, with a tea set in front of him and a teapot in his hand, pouring water into a cup.

Steam rose from the rim of the cup, enveloping his handsome face in a thin layer of mist.

He and Mikoto entered the academy at the same time, and they graduated one after the other. During their time at the Shinigami Academy, the two were the closest of friends.

Their relationship is definitely more than good friends, but not quite lovers.

"Wife" is not a derogatory term.

Of course, in real life, you must stay away from it.

Mikoto turned her head to look at him, her expression gentle and tender.

She picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"I'm just worried about my child."

Inuyasha didn't press the matter, and instead smiled and changed the subject.

"How are your preparations for the martial arts practice going?"

Mikoto put down her teacup, her fingers resting on the rim of the cup.

The faint melancholy in her eyes had faded, replaced by a calm confidence.

She raised her eyes, looked at Inuyasha, and smiled slightly. "I can't say for sure about the captain's position, but I'm definitely a shoo-in for vice-captain."

This is not arrogance, but a clear understanding of one's own abilities.

Her spiritual pressure, sword techniques, and demonic arts are all top-notch, not to mention that she also possesses chakra and awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan while facing life and death.

In a real fight, even a captain wouldn't be a match for her.

Looking at her confident and beautiful appearance, Inuyasha raised his teacup and gave her a slight bow.

"Then I'll congratulate you in advance, Vice Captain Mikoto."

"When the time comes, Captain Mikoto, please take care of me, this little program leader."

Mikoto was amused by his feigned humility and laughed out loud. She gave him a light glare and said, "Don't give me that."

"Don't I know your capabilities?"

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "When you become the captain, don't refuse my offer of allegiance."

"Hey, if Captain Hitsugaya knew you were openly poaching someone, he'd be furious."

A voice cut in from the doorway.

Rangiku Matsumoto walked in.

Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, and her neckline was loosely open, revealing an unspoken allure.

The belt around the waist was tied tightly, and the fabric outlined the waist and hip lines.

She raised her hand to gather her blonde hair that fell over her shoulder, strode in, plopped down next to Mikoto, picked up an empty cup from the table, and gestured with her chin toward Gintoki.

"Gintoki, pour a cup for your sister too."

Inuyasha admired the unrestrained beauty and poured her a teapot about seven-tenths full.

Matsumoto Rangiku took the cup, drank it down in large gulps as if it were wine, then glanced at the two of them, put her arm around Mikoto's shoulder, and hummed.

"You're the one I chose, you can't go off with a lecherous man."

"Hey, if you're going to talk badly about someone, at least do it behind my back."

"Ha, so you admit you're a lecher?"

Matsumoto Rangiku rested her hands on the table, her voluptuous chest appearing even more impressive, causing Inuyasha to pause and stare.

This caused the gentleness on Mikoto's face to gradually fade.

"Vice Captain Matsumoto, please get to the point."

Matsumoto Rangiku's lips curled slightly—she already knew exactly what men were, given her voluptuous figure.

She preferred teasing young boys to men.

"Of course I'm talking about martial arts practice. You two are both geniuses that the team is preparing to cultivate. Mikoto goes without saying, and Gintoki, your performance in the Eastern Outer Region last time was mentioned by Captain Kyoraku himself at the captain's meeting."

"Hitsugaya came back and stared at your file for a long time."

Inuyasha remained unfazed. "Rangiku-nee, what are your thoughts?"

"I?"

Matsumoto Rangiku rested her chin on her hand. "Of course, we should try our best to keep the vice-captain's position. There are too many strong people out there."

Upon hearing this, Mikoto chuckled softly and changed her form of address, "Rangiku-nee, you're being too modest. Your spiritual pressure is quite formidable."

Matsumoto Rangiku waved her hand, "But you two, don't forget about your older sister."

"Rangiku-nee, you can come anytime you want," Inuyasha said.

Matsumoto Rangiku narrowed her eyes slightly and chuckled, "You lecherous scoundrel, you already have Mikoto, and you still want me?"