Bleach: Getting Stronger Starting from Teaching at the Spiritual Arts Academy

Bleach: Getting Stronger Starting from Teaching at the Spiritual Arts Academy

Author: Lianhua Zuojiu

Summary:

Shikatoshi Nanatsuki is transported to the world of Bleach and becomes the younger brother of the first captain, Shikatoshi Hakunsai.

He thought he had a powerful patron to rely on, but he discovered that Lu Quba Yunzhai was terminally ill and only had a few years left to live.

Fortunately, he awakened the teacher system, which allows him to become stronger by teaching.

In order to gain the strength to stand on his own in this world, Shikatri Nanatsuki became a teacher at the Spirit Arts Academy and inherited the Shikatri Dojo, working hard to teach and mentor students.

[Kensei Rokusha completes his swordsmanship training under your guidance and receives the reward - Sword Skill: Crimson Tide]

[Under your guidance, Aizen Sousuke completed his Kido training and received the reward—Hado No. 90: Black Coffin]

[Under your guidance, Ichigo Kurosaki's strength has greatly increased, and he has received a reward—the Holy Symbol: D]

Years later, Aizen Sousuke suddenly came to his door:

"The void of the Throne of Heaven has lasted too long. Please, teacher, step in and end this unbearable void!"

"From this day forward, teachers will stand at the top!"

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(This book is also known as: I Taught Swordsmanship in Soul Society, My Disciples Led Me to the Soul King Palace, and I Became the Lord of the Four Realms Starting by Teaching Swordsmanship)

Chapter 1 Deer Qu Baiyunzhai

Soul Society.

In the backyard of the Shikatori-ryu dojo, a red maple tree of unknown age stands quietly by the wall.

Shikatori Nanatsuki gripped the scabbard at his waist, his thumb pressed against the hilt, and stood quietly under the red maple tree, intently observing the movements among the treetops.

The wind whispers through the treetops.

The maple leaves swayed gently in the breeze, and a few leaves were startled and broke free from the branches.

Shikatori Shichigatsu placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

The next moment, a sword light suddenly rose in the courtyard.

The maple leaves floating in the air split into two, slowly drifting down and merging into the ground covered with maple leaves.

Lu Quqiyue flipped his wrist, sheathed his sword, and counted the maple leaves broken in two on the ground.

After counting, I discovered that one maple leaf was intact.

One section was missed; it was a mistake.

"When you're not focused, your touch is off," July thought to herself.

When you have things on your mind, you can't concentrate on practicing your sword.

In July, her nose twitched slightly as she smelled the aroma of medicine wafting from the kitchen.

The medicine was ready, and he had to take it over first.

After a while.

In July, carrying a bowl of medicinal soup that emitted a rich spiritual energy fluctuation, she came to the room on the left side of the courtyard.

Upon opening the door, a sickly-looking beauty lay inside.

"Is it time to take your medicine again?"

The sickly beauty had already woken up when July approached the room.

She was Shikatori Hakunsai, the first captain of the Eighth Division.

His face was pale, and he looked as weak as if he were ill, showing no trace of the demeanor of a captain-level grim reaper.

Turning on the lamp on the desk made the room a little brighter.

"The medicine is ready." In July, she brought the medicine to Ba Yunzhai.

After drinking the medicine, Ba Yunzhai's face gradually regained some color.

After resting for a while, the spiritual pressure stabilized.

The anxiety that had been hanging over me in July finally eased a little.

"How many days have I been sick?" Ba Yunzhai thought for a moment and realized that he couldn't remember how many times he had taken medicine. "It feels like I've been lying down for a long time this time. I want to go out for a walk. Help me."

Ba Yunzhai's voice was slightly weak, but very pleasant to listen to, often reminding July of a voice actress she liked in her past life, Kiritani Hana.

She waved her hands at July, somewhat like a child asking for a hug.

“It’s the thirty-second day now.” July helped Ba Yunzhai up.

Every time he went to Captain Unohana to get medicine, he would get a week's supply. Since Ba Yunzhai fell ill this time, he had already gone to get medicine five times.

“It seems to have worsened again. Before, you only needed about twenty days of rest…” Ba Yunzhai glanced at Qiyue and changed his words, “Qiyue, I’m fine.”

During centuries of war, the spiritual pressure core within Ba Yunzhai's body was damaged.

The Spirit Pressure Core is the spiritual pressure core of a spirit and the foundation upon which it is maintained.

Damage to the spiritual pressure core is an irreparable wound.

Even Captain Unohana, the most skilled healer in the Fourth Division, was unable to heal Bayunsai's injuries and could only temporarily suppress them.

As time goes on, the damage to the Spirit Pressure Core will continue to worsen.

The condition of Ba Yunzhai's spirit body is getting worse and worse. Each time the injury worsens, he has to stay in bed for a longer time than before.

"Do you think I don't know if you're alright?" July said with concern. "Your injuries have worsened again, and Captain Unohana had to increase the dosage of the medication to suppress the damage."

He was very worried that if things continued to deteriorate like this, one day even Captain Unohana would be helpless.

"If I count the time, it's been a year since I stepped down, hasn't it?" Ba Yunzhai changed the subject.

She pulled at her hair and used a red string to tie her long, straight black hair into sections of long braids.

Ba Yunzhai usually likes to tie her hair up, but this time she has been bedridden for a long time, so she hasn't been braiding her hair much.

Her long braid fell naturally over her right shoulder, supported by the magnificent curves of her chest.

She picked up the white silk sash, tied it around her slender waist, and then wrapped it around to the front to make a knot.

The two have very similar facial features, except for significant differences in their eyebrows and eyes.

With his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, he exuded a heroic air.

With her delicate eyebrows, Baiyunzhai's face appeared even more charming and sweet.

It was precisely because of their similar appearances that the two became acquainted.

Ten years ago, he traveled to this world and wandered around Rukongai.

Not long after, they ran into Shikato Hakunsai, who was on a mission in Rukongai.

Seeing that Qiyue looked very much like himself, Baiyunzhai took him in on behalf of his father and became his brother and sister.

For the past ten years, July has been learning swordsmanship from Bayunzhai.

"There are still two weeks until it's a year." July picked up the glasses from beside her pillow and handed them to Baiyunzhai.

Shikatori Hakunsai's health deteriorated, his strength plummeted, and he could no longer serve as captain. He held a resignation ceremony last year and is now recuperating at home.

After learning about the health problems at Bayunzhai in July, he also worked hard to learn the Dao.

However, this was an injury that even the Fourth Division could not heal, and July's return could only alleviate the pain that Ba Yunzhai experienced when the injury flared up.

"How is 'Thousand Pieces Unloading''s training going?" Baiyunzhai took the glasses.

"That's about it. Occasionally, when the feel isn't right, the blade will slip." July took the haori hanging on the clothes rack and draped it over Bayunzhai's shoulders.

"That's pretty good progress." Baiyunzhai put on his glasses and casually adjusted his haori. "When Ayane came to see me a few days ago, she said that the Shinigami Academy was short of a swordsmanship teacher. I told her that I wanted you to go there and be her swordsmanship teacher."

Ayane Kotetsu was formerly the vice-captain of the Bayunsai Academy and is now the dean of the Shinigami Academy.

She visited Bayunzhai a few days ago, but she was away at the Fourth Division getting medicine in July.

"Should I teach at the True Central Spiritual Arts Academy? That dojo..." July hesitated.

After Baiyunzhai's health deteriorated, he found it increasingly difficult to even handle the affairs of the Eighth Division, and had no heart to manage the dojo.

The Shikatori-ryu dojo has been abandoned for many years, and Bayunsai, who teaches July swordsmanship, also has the idea of ​​passing on the dojo to him.

"Although I really want you to reopen the dojo, without sufficient strength, it is impossible to support a dojo. Even if the dojo reopens now and accepts disciples, not many people will come."

July said softly, "My spiritual pressure is increasing too slowly, which is seriously holding me back."

He had watched the Bleach anime in his previous life. Although he might not remember some of the minor details clearly, he still remembered the general plot.

This world is not safe; a crisis that will sweep across the entire Soul Society is imminent.

Therefore, he never dared to slack off and practiced swordsmanship diligently every day.

July's current swordsmanship level is comparable to that of some high-ranking Death Gods.

However, his spiritual pressure grows very slowly, and he is currently only at the level of an ordinary Shinigami.

“You haven’t been a Shinigami for long, so your spiritual pressure can accumulate slowly. With your current swordsmanship level, you’re good enough to teach at the Shinigami Academy. Besides…” said Bakunsai, “there’s no better place in Soul Society than the Shinigami Academy if you want to find good students. You might even meet some suitable students there!”

"An extra source of income is good." After thinking about it, July agreed.

Medicines that can suppress injuries to the spiritual pressure core are very expensive. Ba Yunzhai has been ill for many years, and the expenses have been considerable.

Furthermore, if we want to reopen the dojo in the future, it will cost a lot of money to repair it.

Just then, July looked slightly taken aback.

Suddenly, a passage of text appeared before his eyes.

When he focused his attention on the words in front of him, the words became clearer.

[Teacher system activated upon receiving recommendation from Shikuto Hakunsai]

[You can receive feedback rewards for teaching students]

Chapter 2 Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy

"True Central Spiritual Arts Academy." July looked up at the plaque hanging on the wall.

The Shinigami Academy is the school in Soul Society that trains Shinigami. After graduating from here, students will be assigned to various divisions to become Shinigami.

However, July did not actually attend this school. He was directly recruited by Bayunzhai into the Eighth Division and personally taught by him.

"stop!"

Standing in the guardhouse was a cute-looking, petite Grim Reaper with shoulder-length brown curly hair, who looked full of energy.

"This is the True Central Academy of Spiritual Arts, you can't just come in like that—wait?"

As the petite Grim Reaper stepped out, she tripped over the door frame and fell to the ground with a thud.

“——Ouch!”

"Miss, are you alright?" July scratched her face.

There's no need for such a grand ceremony.

The petite Grim Reaper struggled to her feet and rubbed her forehead.

"It's nothing... Hmm, why do you look a little familiar?" The petite Grim Reaper rubbed her forehead, wondering if she had seen July somewhere before.

"I am Shikagiri Nanatsuki, and I have come to apply for a swordsmanship instructor position," Nanatsuki said gently.

In July, a thought suddenly occurred to her, and a semi-transparent panel that only she could see appeared in her field of vision.

【Shirai Riko】

[Talent: C]

[Spiritual Pressure: lv20]

[Reputation Level: Unknown]

[Status: Head and neck are throbbing (ouch!!!)]