"Kenma, what do you mean by this?"
"Can you actually make us Shinigami?"
"The three of us don't have the aptitude; we're just ordinary souls!"
Faced with Kenma's sudden words, the three of them were all shocked and shot up from their seats.
Expressions of disbelief filled their faces as they looked at the outstanding Shinigami they had raised with their own hands.
Under the three's astonished gazes, Kenma slowly nodded.
"It doesn't matter even if you don't have the aptitude. With my ability, I can still allow you to possess spiritual pressure."
"However, you can't be called professional Shinigami. Generally, only members of the Gotei 13 can be formally called Shinigami."
"That's just a title, it's insignificant."
Nobunaga immediately waved his hand, his expression unable to hide his excitement.
"Hahaha, in the end, what's most important is power. As long as you have power, even if the title of Shinigami is a piece of crap, it's still a name with honor!"
"Ugh, what a vivid metaphor."
Yoichi, equally excited in his heart, had his face sink upon hearing Nobunaga's words, his gaze towards Nobunaga full of disdain.
Tensen Shōun nodded in agreement.
"That's right, that's right."
"Idiots, what do you two know!"
The corners of Nobunaga's mouth curled up wildly, and his wrinkled face broke into a proud and arrogant smile.
"As long as we have spiritual pressure, we can carve out a new world for ourselves in this Soul Society."
"At that time, I, Oda Ufu Nobunaga, will be the true Demon King of the Sixth Heaven who suppresses the Three Worlds!"
"Just thinking about that scene makes me tremble with excitement, yee-hee-ha-ha!"
Yoichi retorted, "I say, Nobunaga, you still haven't forgotten your old ambition!"
Tensen Shōun also looked speechless. "Idiot Nobunaga, don't you feel ashamed to call yourself by your nickname so openly?"
"Not at all!"
Looking at the three who were caught up in their excitement, Kenma had some understanding of their past.
The three of them had met by chance after death and had teamed up, wanting to overthrow the nobles of the Seireitei and conquer the world of the afterlife.
The result was, of course, self-evident.
None of the three had the aptitude to become a Shinigami. The newly formed trio didn't even get to meet a proper Shinigami before they were utterly defeated.
Later, after understanding the situation in the Soul Society, the three of them calmed down and began to occupy territory, gather people, and adopt orphans, thinking of training powerful Shinigami themselves, step by step, to finally achieve the goal of becoming the rulers of the Soul Society.
Kenma had been adopted by the three of them back then because of hunger.
After all these years of struggle, Kenma was the only one who had succeeded.
After a while, once the three had calmed their surging emotions, they finally sat down steadily and looked at Kenma with doubt.
"Kenma, what are you going to do? And what should we prepare?"
Kenma picked up his Zanpakutō and showed it to them.
"My Zanpakutō's ability can connect me with things other than myself."
"As long as I connect myself with you, you will be able to borrow my spiritual pressure. With diligent training, you can even cultivate your own spiritual pressure."
The reason Whitebeard and the others had gradually felt hungry before had been identified by the Uchiha clan after comparison.
It was just as Kenma had previously speculated.
Moreover, after this period of training, Whitebeard and the others had already cultivated their own true spiritual pressure.
Although the efficiency of their cultivation was undoubtedly much slower than that of normal Shinigami, it was still a great thing.
Hearing this news from the Uchiha and the others had instantly brightened Kenma's eyes.
In other words, from now on, Kenma would have the ability to mass-produce powerful individuals!
And the training of these individuals would, in turn, benefit Kenma, continuing to contribute to his own strengthening.
With his grandfather and the other two here now, Kenma could sign a contract with them and fulfill their long-held regret.
Tensen Shōun frowned and asked Kenma, "If we connect with you, will it have a negative impact on you? If so, we will not agree."
"That's right, we don't want to burden your future."
"Exactly."
Nobunaga and Yoichi nodded in agreement.
Kenma's expression softened slightly as he said, "For me, it's not as serious as you think. On the contrary, it's quite disadvantageous for you."
"How so?"
"Once the connection contract is completed, we will be a community of shared destiny. We will rise and fall together. If something happens to me, you will also die."
Kenma paused, giving the three time to think.
"And in the contract, I hold a great deal of initiative and can even do things that are unfavorable to you. Your situation will be very passive…"
Before Kenma could finish, he was interrupted by the three of them.
"These are minor details, not worth weighing at all. As long as we can obtain power, that's enough!"
"Kenma, we've lived together for so long as a family. We naturally trust that you won't harm us."
"This way, we can also provide you with some assistance. That is enough."
The three of them exchanged glances and then nodded heavily at Kenma.
"Come on, connect us to you!"
Looking at the sincere expressions on the faces of the three before him, Kenma nodded.
He said no more, stood up directly, and drew his Zanpakutō.
"Connect, Kiritsugu!"
A clear light shone from the blade, transforming into threads of silk that shot into the chests of the three men.
After feeling Kenma's will, the three of them nodded in response, and the slender threads of silk became invisible.
"Thus, the contract is complete."
The three of them immediately and impatiently used the silk threads to communicate with Kenma.
After obtaining Kenma's consent, the three of them immediately felt a rich power pouring into their bodies.
It was vast and boundless, endless and inexhaustible.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, this is spiritual pressure! A Shinigami's spiritual pressure!"
"So powerful, the power is pouring out endlessly."
"With this, we have the qualification to become Shinigami!"
After carefully feeling the changes in their bodies, the three of them looked even more excited than before.
Their spirits seemed to have returned to the vigor of their previous lives, and their faces seemed to reignite with fighting spirit.
"Now that we have this powerful force called spiritual pressure, it's time to set a big goal."
Nobunaga waved his hand grandly.
"Our next goal is to conquer the Soul Society and make Kenma the ruler of the Three Worlds, the new Soul King!"
In their original trio, Tensen Shōun had been pushed by the other two to be the leader.
And as his grandson, even if not by blood, Kenma had a legitimate claim.
What's more, Kenma had allowed the three of them to possess spiritual pressure, the first step towards realizing their ambitions.
Kenma was not surprised that Nobunaga, who had once been a ruler himself, would support him as the leader.
But as for the content of Nobunaga's words…
Kenma's brows furrowed, and a trace of resistance couldn't help but show on his face.
'New Soul King?'
'Are you serious?'
It was true that he had plans to sit on the throne of heaven.
But he had absolutely no intention of becoming the new Soul King!
Not at all!
He knew just how miserable the Soul King sitting on high was.
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