Reborn as the God of Death and became the Captain of the Ten Blades

How could Renci, who had a very strong sense of self-esteem, tolerate this? He would quarrel with other students almost every day.

At first, other people including the teacher thought that Renji was in a relationship with some noble, and they gradually tested the situation. Later, it became more and more excessive. If Renji had not met a few good friends in Mao Academy who were also born in commoner families and stood up for him, he might have collapsed long ago.

The college suddenly closed for a day this morning. When leaving the college, Lianci found Li Chuan strolling around.

Driven by curiosity, he followed him. Lianci had complicated feelings towards Li Chuan.

Resentment? Or gratitude?

Maybe without him, Rukia would still be by his side. Without him, Rukia wouldn't be able to find her sister, and he wouldn't be in Mao Academy.

What is completely certain is that the journey ahead is very uncertain, so uncertain that it is like a puppet that can be manipulated by anyone.

After being here for a few months, Renji already knew that the god of death who took Rukia away was the head of the largest noble family in Soul Society.

He is also Rukia's brother-in-law, and his status is very different from hers.

It is so difficult to catch up with her, just like climbing to the sky. Even so, Renci is unwilling to admit defeat, just to be able to stay by her side forever.

He tried hard to recall that night, when the head of the Xiumu family was very polite to Li Chuan in front of him, and thought that he must be of an extraordinary status, so he came up with a bold idea.

"Want to see your sweetheart?"

Having his secret thoughts exposed, the shy Renci blushed visibly, and quickly waved his hands to deny: "No, no."

"I refuse." Li Chuan's cold words instantly plunged Lianci into the abyss.

He lowered his head in silence, boundless anger and unwillingness suddenly surged up. Could it be that just because of his noble status, he didn't even have the qualifications to look up to her?

I clenched my fists, and the injustice, ridicule and bullying I had suffered these days flashed through my mind like slides.

I also wishfully thought that Li Chuan looked down on civilians like everyone else.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't know whether he was sad or angry. Why? Why should commoners be inferior just because they were born? Should they crawl and lick at the feet of nobles?

Li Chuan was so smart that he could see through what the boy opposite him was thinking at a glance.

Become his disciple? I'm afraid there are other purposes, not to mention the bond between the Hollow and the God of Death.

No matter how talented Renci is, he still cannot catch Li Chuan's eye, and as long as he wants, a pig can sweep away the entire Gotei 13.

"Follow me." After saying that, he turned and left.

Lianci, who was still immersed in his own world and on the verge of exploding, suddenly woke up with a start. He was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He took a deep breath and hurriedly followed.

It's like finding a ray of light in the darkness and rekindling hope.

Looking at Li Chuan's back, I was anxiously looking forward to my own fate.

I silently vowed to take control of my own destiny.

As he walked, Renci discovered a strange phenomenon: the gods of death that he once admired would stay away from Mr. Big Bear and avoid him as much as possible. It was obvious from the look in their eyes that they knew Mr. Big Bear.

This is why, looking at the not-thin figure in front of me, I feel hesitant to speak.

“When you get to the top, you’ll understand.”

Hearing this, Renci quickly responded, "Yes."

Although I didn't understand, my uneasy heart calmed down a lot at this moment.

Not far away, a man and a woman stopped.

"Captain, look." Rangiku Obori said, pointing ahead.

"A student from Mao Academy?" The speaker was a boy who looked to be in his teens. He had white hair and was wearing a captain's Shinigami uniform. It was none other than Toushirou.

"Yes, I also taught him ghost lessons, but he never learned it." After saying this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"The man next to him should be Mr. Big Bear, right?"

"He is the only one who can dress like this in Seireitei." Toushirou said in a deep voice.

"Captain, aren't you going to follow?"

Dong Shilang glanced at her and said, "Vice Captain Rangiku, are you very free? It seems that there are many matters that have not been dealt with this month."

After hearing this, Rangiku quickly waved her hands and said with a smile, "No, no."

"If I find you drinking on the job next time, I will deduct your performance."

After hearing this, Rangiku couldn't help but regret, "No, wait for me, Captain."

How could a student from Maou Academy know the traveler in front of him? Dong Shilang couldn't believe it. He would report this to the team tonight. Dong Shilang thought to himself that if they knew each other, maybe he could be the breakthrough.

"We're here." Li Chuan stopped.

Renci stopped daydreaming, looked up, and what caught his eye was the word "Eleven".

An ancient atmosphere came to my face along with waves of “hum…ha…” shouts.

"What is this?" Renci confirmed carefully.

"Yes, it's the 11th Division." Xiaoxiao stepped in. There was no Shinigami guarding the door of the Soul Society's division, which was in sharp contrast to the aristocratic families who were surrounded by people and thought they were superior.

As soon as he entered the door, he was recognized by several squad shinigami. He was stunned for a moment, then he ran while shouting, "Captain, Captain."

"I just don't know where Kenpachi Zaraki is, so here comes the guide." Li Chuan said with an awkward smile.

Lianci was speechless, feeling puzzled. The 11th Division was one of the most famous divisions in the academy. After all, the 11th Division was a well-known fighting division, and all the members were fearless fighting maniacs. Why was it that they were acting as if they had seen a ghost when they met Mr. Ohkuma?

Could it be that he... Renci has already thought of a certain hypothesis.

After a while, the two arrived at the training ground of the 11th Division. The training ground was about the size of several basketball courts and was divided into several areas. In each area, there were two Grim Reapers holding wooden swords and competing. They did not have any defensive measures on their bodies, and their roars one after another were enough to prove that they were not just show-offs.

Standing at the front is a burly man with an eye patch, scars, and bells in his hair. Who else could it be but Kenpachi Zaraki.

On his shoulder, a chubby girl sat with an innocent smile on her face, clapping and cheering from time to time.

Next to him were the two Death Gods he had just met.

Yachiru turned his head and saw Li Chuan at first sight. He let out a strange cry and immediately hid his body behind Kenpachi Zaraki, leaving only half of his head exposed.

"Oh, I heard you slept for a few months." Kenpachi Yokogi's rough voice is highly recognizable.

After hearing his words, Gongqin also stopped practicing in a corner.

"What is this guy doing here?" Yijiao looked at the two people on the field with a serious expression.

"I don't know, but the ending last time was really not beautiful." Gongqin said the same thing: "It's just a small part. Last time it seemed like you fainted before me." After saying that, he tilted his head and laughed sarcastically.

When Ikkaku heard this, he immediately glared at him.

"Who is that boy? Do you know him?"

Ikkaku was stunned for a moment, and after seeing clearly, he said: "I don't know him, but judging from his clothes, he should be a student of Maou Academy."

The two became even more confused.