Swordsman of Kusajishi

Noticing the distressed look on He Muyang's face, a smile was drawn on the corner of the man's mouth, "It's survival of the fittest, that's all. You have to be harsh on yourself and show no mercy to your enemies if you want to survive in this ruthless world."

Seeing the constantly changing expression on He Muyang's face, the man flashed a playful smile, "It's either kill or be killed, simple isn't it?"

He Muyang began to wonder whether that was really the case as he recalled the original plot in the anime and concluded that the man was right.

Kusajishi and Zaraki district, in particular, was the most chaotic district in Rukongai. He Muyang also knew that these districts reeked of blood from the mass killings on a daily basis.

How could he even survive in a place like this?

"Cough~cough~" A burst of cough snapped He Muyang back from his deep thought.

"What is happening to your body?" He Muyang panicked.

The man in front of He Muyang gradually became transparent and turned into Reishi, dissolving into Soul Society.

"This is the fate of every soul, turning into Reishi. I'll become one with this world. Ah! This warm feeling... It's as if being embraced by my mother. — Let me tell you one last thing before I go. It's more like a warning, though. Don't even try to step foot into the Zaraki District if you value your life. Be careful of the Beast of Zaraki. That one is a real beast. Even Hollow is like a cute plushie compared to him."

"Beast of Zaraki? Is it Kenpachi?" He Muyang murmured.

Seeing the person in front of me turned into Reishi and dissolved into the Soul Society without any trace left, how would anyone know that someone just died?

Besides, dissolving into Soul Society? Could that be called happiness?

Although the man earlier has chased He Muyang for more than an hour even though he has never done anything to him, watching him slowly disappearing into this world was heart-wrenching. This was his first time seeing someone died right in front of him.

"Clang~ ~"

The sword that the man earlier held so tightly fell into the ground because no one held it in his place. Apparently, that sword was the only thing in the man's possession

Picking up the sword, He Muyang looked at the sword that almost took his life. It seemed like an ordinary sword, the so-called Asauchi, He Muyang secretly thought.

He Muyang said determinedly as he picked up the sword:

"In any case, I had no intention to die in vain like you. Even if I do end up dead, I will at least leave something behind so people know that I used to live in this world. Of course, I want to live a good life if at all possible. I want the whole Soul Society and Hueco Mundo to know my name. I want my enemies to tremble when they hear my name."

He Muyang seemed so cool with a determined look on his face when all of a sudden...

"Growl...growl" the growling sound coming from his stomach ruined the moment. "Of course, I have to do something about this first." He Muyang said while rubbing his stomach.

....

"Tap~~tap~~tap~~tap~" A footstep sound was getting closer and closer.

"Shua~~shua~~shua~~" two pairs of greedy eyes vigilantly watched the new visitor. However, after realizing who it was, one of them immediately hid himself looking completely terrified, while the other one was ready to jump out anytime.

Seeing his companion was so gung-ho in robbing the visitor they just saw, he immediately pulled his companion back and scolded in a low voice, "Are you trying to get us killed?! If you want to die, go ahead and die on your own!"

The sound of the footstep suddenly disappeared, followed by a sharp gaze sweeping through the area. Realizing this, the man who just scolded his companion earlier was like being choked by invsible air.

Not a word could come out of his mouth, and a few drops of sweat dripped down from his forehead.

The place became dead quiet as the sound of the footstep disappeared; even the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, only repressed breathing could be faintly heard.

As the footstep sound once again echoed in that place and slowly disappeared in silence, the atmosphere also returned to normal as the sharp gaze was no longer eyeing the surrounding.

There were other people other than those two in that place, but even after the footstep sound disappeared in the distance, those people still waited for a while before they sighed and returned to their own activity as if afraid of something.

"Phew ~~~~~" One of the two men earlier sighed in relief as he wiped the sweat on his forehead. After catching his breath, he then scolded his companion beside, "Are you that eager to die? We're almost killed because of you! Be careful next time, don't bite more than you can chew, especially that person just now! Don't even think about mugging him; just lay low the next time you see him."

"Brother, who is he? Why are you so afraid of him? His eyes are indeed scary, but I think he's no big deal."

"Pa!" The man smacked his companion's head, "Damn, keep your voice down, will you? No big deal? Who almost peed his pants earlier?" The man asked mockingly, and his companion's face suddenly turned red.

As the man gazed at where the silhouette disappeared, there was a trace of fear mixed with admiration in the man's eyes, "That man is called Swordsman of Kusajishi!"

"He is Swordsman of Kusajishi!? The man who beheaded 100 people with sheer power!?" The little brother said, flustered when he heard the boss.

"Yes, he is the one who killed 100 people in a rage. This happened a few years ago, but it still feels like yesterday. Unlike us, he's the man who was born for greatness."

......

"That guy has gotten stronger again."

"I hate to admit it, but we stand no chance even if we gang up on him now."

"How can you say that? We lost the moment we give up, you know."

"Stop it, Yingsuke is right. We can barely stand the moment we felt the murderous intent earlier. Besides, he was no longer in the same league as us. He was basically as strong as a ranked officer Shinigami, and not the low-ranked one. He was at least as strong as the 7th or 8th Seat Shinigami."

"What? 7th-8th Seat? You don't have a cracking joke?"

"My eyes couldn't have deceived me. A 7th Seat Shinigami once came here for a mission, and that Shinigami could barely hold his ground against him the Swordsman. Perhaps the Shinigami underestimated him, but in any case, we are no match against him, so just forget about Makihara."

"What? Brother, you… Makihara, he…"

"Forget it. It was Makihara's fault for picking a fight against him. I have already said that he must not mess around with the Swordsman, but he thought the Swordsman is a good prey since he's a newcomer."

"But this brat he…"

"Forget it, Shengtai, don't talk about it anymore. Brother is right; let's stop this bullshit revenge. We can't risk our life. Besides, even brother can't deal with him, are you suggesting us to throw our lives?"

"······".

"Okay, let's stop here. There's no need to beat yourself. It's not that we don't want to avenge Makihara, but he picked the wrong opponent this time."

"Ah·····" a silhouette that has been standing in the alley for quite a while finally showed himself, no it was more appropriate to say that those people finally noticed his presence as the moonlight hit him.

"Well, if you say so, I don't mind if we leave the water under the bridge."

A low voice said faintly in the alley. As the moonlight shone on him, everyone finally realized that it was the Swordsman of Kusajishi, He Muyang!