Facing the aggressive Suì Fēng, Uehara Byakuya sighed: "As expected of Captain Suì Fēng, your heart is even more poisonous than a yellow hornet sting."
Then, his eyes became sharp:
"Since that's the case, I have no choice but to fight.
I will stake the reputation of Captain-Commander Yamamoto of the First Division, and I will survive this encounter with you!"
Hearing Uehara Byakuya's cowardly words, a hint of disdain flashed in Suì Fēng's eyes. This was it?
Uehara Byakuya paused and continued: "And then, I will spread the news of your secret crush on the wanted criminal, Yoruichi Shihoin, throughout all of Seireitei!"
"You bloody bastard!" Suì Fēng's heart "jolted" and she went numb, then her anger surged, her eyes almost flashing red.
At that moment, she desperately wished that her Zanpakuto was Ryujin Jakka.
If so, she could incinerate the bastard before him into ashes.
Without hesitation, Suì Fēng gripped her blade with her right hand, instantly releasing her Zanpakuto: "Complete enemy's claw killing, Jūkaku!"
Instantly, a long, golden, bee-sting-like blade appeared on her right middle finger.
Simultaneously, an actualized killing intent, accompanied by a powerful spiritual pressure, enveloped Uehara Byakuya.
Looking at this younger version of "Róng Mómó," Uehara Byakuya cursed inwardly:
"Seems like I went a bit overboard, tsk tsk... So easily provoked, now 'Tsundere' has become 'Yandere', huh."
Without hesitation, he used Shunpo to escape.
Suì Fēng sneered: "Showcasing Shunpo in front of the Stealth Force and the elite of the Onmitsukidō is simply laughable."
However, she couldn't laugh for long.
Because this Uehara Byakuya was truly fast.
And he seemed to know her Shunpo habits, always managing to evade her attacks.
Therefore, the two chased after each other through the forest of the Rukongai.
"Aren't you cold?" Uehara Byakuya was also puzzled: "Could it be that, due to the loss of your love, your heart is frozen, turning you into a cold-blooded animal?"
Along the way, he had frozen her numerous times with the ability of the White Album, yet it had no effect.
Suì Fēng gritted her silver teeth, her speed even faster.
If not for a shred of remaining rationality and the fact that he was too fast, she would have unleashed her Bankai and blown him to smithereens.
The two passed each other.
Another "Hōmun-ka" appeared on Uehara Byakuya's shoulder.
It was simply a black butterfly-like pattern. If the location marked by the Hōmun-ka was hit by the "Jūkaku" again, it would be a fatal blow.
Two hits, instant kill, that was the ability of Suì Fēng's Zanpakuto.
However, although this sounded menacing, it seemed that nobody had actually been hit by it in the entire series.
The only time someone was hit, it was a sacrifice made by Suì Fēng herself to elevate Aizen's coolness, allowing him to utter the iconic line: "The battle of Shinigami is a battle of spiritual pressure."
Therefore, Uehara Byakuya didn't mind being hit, but instead carefully observed Suì Fēng's surroundings.
At this moment, he noticed that her entire body was enveloped by a layer of condensed spiritual pressure.
Under the protection of this spiritual pressure, Suì Fēng could withstand the effects of the freezing power.
"I see, this is the profound development of high-density spiritual pressure, it should be the prototype of Shunsui." Uehara Byakuya nodded.
In the world of Shinigami, spiritual pressure and physical body are the foundation.
The higher the stats, the stronger the resistance to abilities, and the more powerful the abilities become.
Thus, Suì Fēng could rely on her body honed through countless trials, and her powerful spiritual pressure, to withstand the ability of the Substitute White Album.
However, this wasn't without its drawbacks.
On the one hand, affected by the cold, Suì Fēng's movements became much slower.
On the other hand, her spiritual pressure was being consumed rapidly.
Thinking of this, Uehara Byakuya had an idea. He started acting like he was exhausted, with sweat appearing on his forehead.
"That guy is sweating! He must be reaching his limit!" Suì Fēng felt a secret sense of relief.
She was a captain, there was no way a mere Seventh Seat of the First Division could surpass her in spiritual pressure.
Thinking this, Suì Fēng slowed down, deciding to engage in a war of attrition, wearing down this bastard.
Soon, within Suì Fēng's perception, Uehara Byakuya's spiritual pressure had almost completely depleted, his breathing became heavier, he was clearly at the end of his rope.
Suì Fēng was already imagining the enjoyable scene of torturing Uehara Byakuya!
...
Five minutes passed, Uehara Byakuya panted like an old ox, his body swaying, seemingly at the end of his rope.
Suì Fēng was even more convinced that her tactic was correct.
...
Ten minutes passed, Uehara Byakuya's face was pale, he swayed, at the end of his rope...
Fifteen minutes passed, Uehara Byakuya swayed, at the end of his rope...
...
"You liar! You're at the end of your rope, my ass!" Suì Fēng roared with fury. She had chased him from the Twelfth District to the First District, yet not only had his spiritual pressure not depleted, it had even increased.
What a shameless scoundrel!
Suddenly, Suì Fēng realized: "The First District, not good!"
"Murder, the Second Division Captain is about to murder to cover it up, Captain Aizen, come quickly!" At the entrance of the Seireitei Gate, Uehara Byakuya shouted loudly.
While yelling, he quickly passed through the Seireitei Gate.
Finally, Uehara Byakuya didn't forget to fire an "Iceball" to seal the gate.
A black shadow flashed, Suì Fēng, clad in a white haori, had already passed through the Seireitei Gate and entered Seireitei.
Behind her, ice shards, broken into ice crystals, were slowly falling, reflecting a peculiar light.
Looking at Uehara Byakuya who had disappeared in a flash, Suì Fēng's face was cold, the killing intent in her eyes seemed capable of incinerating everything.
The First Division's territory was right ahead, under no circumstances could she continue to chase.
A captain of all things, actually having no way to deal with a mere Seventh Seat?
What a disgrace!
...
Soon after Uehara Byakuya returned to Seireitei, an absurd rumour spread like wildfire.
"Did you hear? That Uehara Byakuya harassed Second Division Captain Suì Fēng, and she chased him down to chop him up."
"What I heard is that Uehara Byakuya abandoned Captain Suì Fēng!"
"What? She got pregnant..."
...
On the Flower Street, hearing these bizarre rumours, Uehara Byakuya cursed inwardly:
"Damn, I haven't even spread rumours, and I've become the subject of the rumours.
This is bullying honest people."
Now, he and Suì Fēng had a grudge, but with the backing of the First Division, Uehara Byakuya was not worried at all.
This was why he joined the First Division, Old Man Yamamoto was so healthy, what burden could he not bear?
Uehara Byakuya had just arrived at the wine shop he frequented when he heard a frivolous and lazy voice:
"Yo! Isn't this 'Captain's Wife' Uehara Byakuya?
When are you going to have your wedding?"
Uehara Byakuya looked up and saw Kyōraku Shunsui, dressed in a flamboyant manner and wearing a straw hat, winking at him.
However, he noticed that the guy's eyes were a bit dark.
Therefore, Uehara Byakuya smiled slightly:
"Last night, I passed by Hui's room and heard you yelling things like 'I'm not normally like this, you have to believe me'."
"It's been quite a tough time lately, hasn't it, Captain Kyōraku Shunsui?"
Several beautiful geishas with gentle temperament, well-educated and refined, couldn't help but smile upon hearing these words.