In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Now Xiumu Yinling no longer has anyone to rely on.

In other words, the people he hoped to rely on are now all in trouble - he instead borrowed the names of the five great nobles to retain a last shred of dignity.

but......

Xiumu Yinling looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces that appeared in his own house.

Figures of varying ages, with expressions some stern and some majestic, walked back and forth in the originally quiet and spacious courtyard, occasionally quarreling and cursing, or simply sitting aside and chatting, while others leaned against the pillars and drank alone. From time to time, one could hear someone crying loudly in the backyard without caring about their appearance, as if cursing the bastard Yuan Liuzhai.

"Ugh......"

Xiumu Yinling couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

As a representative of the "nobles", he naturally cannot remain completely indifferent when faced with those nobles who were forcibly deprived of their titles and family names by Yuanliu.

What's more, in the eyes of many people, the noble reputation of their Xiumu family was preserved at the expense of the vast number of small and medium-sized nobles like them, so there is naturally needless resentment in their hearts.

In addition, many small and medium-sized nobles whose family names were abolished looked down upon the shabby houses "allocated" by the Thirteen Court Guard Squadrons.

Many of them were unwilling to work at all, and some even had no food to eat for many days. They were so hungry that they lay on the ground and couldn't get up, while still talking nonsense about blood ties and millions of years of inheritance.

There are also many who are too shameless to ask for help directly from the five great nobles.

After a while, the Xiumu family's ancestral home unknowingly attracted many people who came to eat and drink for free.

Xiumu Yinling was too embarrassed to admit his mistake at first, but more and more people came to him.

Not only do some people eat and drink non-stop, but some also complain that the food is not good enough.

When he turned around, he found that the Shihouin family and the Tsunayashiro family were either staying indoors or had opened the barrier. The Shiba family even moved directly into the team barracks. After coaxing these "former nobles" who came to their door, he immediately regretted it.

After a day of work, I'm exhausted, and then I have to face the harassment of these bastards when I get home...

Why am I pretending?!

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a loud bang coming from the backyard.

Kuchiki Ginling frowned and turned his head: "Sanmu, what's that sound over there?"

Hearing his voice, a tall and thin old man slowly walked out of the crowd and said in a gentle voice:

"Master, that should be the second young master of the Kyoraku family borrowing the ghost way training ground."

"Kido training?"

Kuchiki Ginrei was startled at first, then suddenly seemed to remember something and asked, "The Shinyang Spiritual Academy should start classes today, right?"

"How does Chunshui feel?"

Miki Tsukiteru seemed to hesitate slightly: "Lord Kyōraku seems troubled."

"But I haven't heard the details yet."

"That's it, sorry to trouble you."

Xiumu Yinling thanked him politely and then walked towards the backyard.

Because his mansion was destroyed in the Battle of Seireitei, most of his original servants and stewards were dismissed. Now he could be thankful that the former head of the Miki family was willing to work for him for a living, unlike others who just ate and drank for free.

I have to say, it really helped a lot.

He quickly stepped into the backyard and turned to the ghost field, where he saw Kyoraku Shunsui lying in a spread-eagle position with a gray and black face.

Most of the area in front of him was blown away, but it was slowly and automatically repaired under the fixed ghost array, flowing slowly like a quagmire.

Seeing Kyoraku Shunsui's miserable state, Kuchiki Ginrei walked aside, somewhat surprised:

"Chun Shui? What are you doing?"

"Lord Yinling, I am..."

Kyoraku Shunsui's dark face revealed a single white tooth, and he spoke with difficulty:

"Do...homework."

"Ok?"

Xiumu Yinling looked at him blankly.

Kyoraku Shunsui sat up straight with considerable effort and let out a long breath.

"That guy called Fujimiya Makoto."

"It's the devil!"

"Master Yinling!"

Kuchiki Ginrei's eyes widened subconsciously: "Fujimiya Makoto? Did he go to teach you?"

"Yes."

Kyoraku Shunsui's face was filled with melancholy. "On the first day of school, that bastard first made all of us students test our spirit particle control ability, and inexplicably divided us into several levels."

"The requirement for the first stage is to try to master a No. 1 ghost path."

"The following will be increased in sequence."

"For a fourth-level person like me, it's number 31."

Kuchiki Ginling was stunned and asked, "You're already teaching the way of ghosts before you've even learned anything?"

Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head and denied it, "That's not the case. They said it was to test the talent of the Kidō or something... Besides that, the Zankenzou also tests talent and inclination."

"This can also be tested?" It was the first time that Xiumu Yinling heard such a statement.

Kyoraku Shunsui smiled bitterly, wiped the black dust off his face, revealing his dark circles under his eyes.

“I don’t know if it can be tested.”

"Anyway, everyone got beaten up by him."

"Zhan means being hit with a wooden sword, Quan means being hit with bare hands, and Zou means being hit while running..."

Xiumu Yinling listened from the side, and couldn't help but look a little subtle, and asked:

"Is it only you, those of noble birth, who are like this?"

"That's not it."

When Kyoraku Shunsui mentioned this incident, he seemed to be a little frightened: "Those officers who came to the academy for further studies were beaten even worse."

"One of them was called Kurayashiki Ryoma, and he was almost beaten to death by him."

"hateful!"

Kyoraku Shunsui sat down and hammered the wall, looking like a panda with a sad face:

"That guy really is a pervert, right?!"

When Kuchiki Ginrei looked at Kyoraku Shunsui, he couldn't help but feel a little pity, but also a little relieved in his heart.

Fortunately, I did not participate in any further training.

Otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

Kyoraku Shunsui is a laid-back person to begin with, and now that he is under such restrictions, if it weren't for his family's request, he would really want to skip classes.

"Luckily, he only has one class a week."

"Otherwise, life will be impossible."

Hearing this, Xiumu Yinling seemed to remember something and reminded: "Chunshui, you'd better adapt as soon as possible."

"From what I know, the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy will soon become a closed-door teaching institution."

Kyoraku Shunsui was stunned.

However, before he could ask more, the voice of the old butler Sanmu came from outside:

"master!"

"Tsunayashiro-sama and Shihouin-sama are already outside the door."

"Come here."

Xiumu Yinling greeted him and patted Chunshui's shoulder vigorously:

"You have to work hard, Chunshui."

Kyoraku Shunsui's eyes suddenly widened:

"what--?"

Chapter 119 Let me see it,

By the time Kuchiki Ginrei had comforted Kyoraku Shunsui and followed Miki Tsukiteru's instructions into the underground conference room, the room was already in chaos.

As mentioned before, the more people there are, the more talkative they are.

A group of idle aristocrats who have never done any housework will inevitably quarrel as soon as they have a chance to speak - both to pursue their own interests and to declare their existence so as not to be forgotten.

However, not all great nobles are as easily influenced as Bu Xiumu Yinling.

"go out."

Shifengyuan Qianri sat carelessly in the main seat, crossed his legs high, and stepped on the edge of the table with his straw sandals. He said bluntly: "Who let you in?"

He was holding a knife in his hand, completely unlike his usual good-tempered self.

A pair of pupils formed vertically like those of a cat, sweeping across everyone in front of him as sharp as a knife, with a cold expression.

Hearing Shifengyuan Chihiro's shout, many nobles present were stunned and their voices instantly dropped.

This was because Chihiro Shihoin was one of the few among them who entered Soul Society as a "victor", and also because many of these nobles took advantage of the Shihoin family's "abduction" of their head and reaped a lot of benefits from following the Tsunayashiro clan under the Shihoin family.

Although these so-called "benefits" were later spit out by Chihiro Shihōin after she followed Genryu's troops into Soul Society, this does not mean that what had happened no longer existed.

Shifengyuan Chihiro is also a person who fought with Yuanliu's large army. How could he be a good guy?

At this moment, under his gaze, many people immediately turned off their engines and left the room in shame.

In the end, the only ones left in the room were the heads of the four great noble families and several former superior nobles.

After these people were driven out, Shifengyuan Chihiro stretched out his little finger to scratch his ear and complained to Kuchiki Ginrei:

"Silver Ridge!"

"Didn't I tell you to stop indulging these bastards?"

"Every day they're either shouting about restoring noble status or gathering people for rebellion... They don't really think they can accomplish anything, do they?"

Although Kuchiki Ginrei felt regretful in his heart, as the "pillar" who had gathered a group of nobles to hold on until the very end during the Battle of Soul Society, he really couldn't just cut off ties like the Shihouin family did.

Even in the face of Shihouin Chihiro's complaints, he had to put on a stern face and pretend.

"Master Shifengyuan, please be careful with your words."

Xiumu Yinling sat in his seat, even maintaining his posture with dignity: "After all, they also have noble blood flowing in their veins."

"laugh."

Shifengyuan Chihiro laughed softly and didn't take it seriously.

Instead, Shiba Night Ibis turned to look at Kuchiki Ginrei, frowning slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied.

Ever since he followed Yuan Liu in the uprising, he had seen too many evil things done by the "nobles".

If possible, he even hopes to abolish the title of the Five Great Nobles.

It’s a pity that it’s impossible for a family representative to do everything according to his own preferences.

Among all the people present, only Tsunayashiro Mitsunobu was the most low-key. He sat at the other end like a little quail and just listened to their words quietly. In the previous battle of Soul Society, the Tsunayashiro family suffered the most serious damage.

More than thirty people, including grandfather, father, and relatives, were all killed in the battle, and countless other members of the branch family died.

Even the family's trump cards were not known where they had gone.

If we really compare family power, Tsunayashiro is actually the weakest among the five nobles.

"Please get to the point, Yinling."

Shiba Yeiyu slapped the table impatiently, becoming increasingly displeased with the atmosphere in the room. "I still have team work to deal with."