Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl
Chapter 1637: Must Go!

Chapter 1637: Chapter 1637: Must Go!

King Pingdeng looked at the Yellow-robed Taoist with a bewildered expression.

"Do you realize how much the Six Paths of Reincarnation owe Jiang Xiaobai right now? If not for him, the Netherworld would still be under lockdown."

"Though you were the one orchestrating things behind the scenes, it doesn’t change the fact that the Netherworld truly benefited from Jiang Xiaobai. He’s a friend to our realm. If anything happens to him because of you, the Six Paths of Reincarnation won’t let you off."

"You can’t beat it."

The Yellow-robed Taoist broke into a cold sweat. "Even back then, when things were at their worst, we couldn’t bring down the Six Paths of Reincarnation. What chance do I have?"

"Good that you’re aware."

After that, the two fell silent, glaring at each other with wide eyes.

"Don’t look at me like that. Just answer me—yes or no. That brat could use a bit of push, you know." The Yellow-robed Taoist glared at King Pingdeng.

"Why don’t you tell him yourself?"

The Yellow-robed Taoist scratched his nose. "I’ve got other pressing matters to take care of. Besides, meeting with him right now won’t end well."

"So, you know you’ll get beaten." King Pingdeng looked disgusted.

Though he wasn’t privy to all the details between the Yellow-robed Taoist and Jiang Xiaobai, he could easily piece together that Jiang Xiaobai had suffered greatly because of this old scoundrel.

If the two met, there’s no way Jiang Xiaobai wouldn’t curse the Taoist’s ancestors up to eighteen generations!

The Yellow-robed Taoist chuckled awkwardly. "Hehe, cut me some slack, will you? After all, I’ve done the Netherworld plenty of favors too."

"Fine, as long as you use your own judgment. Whatever scheme you’re hatching, we Ten Yama Kings can’t help you with it. I’ll speak to him."

King Pingdeng said softly, "By the way, are you planning to head to the Blood Sea as well?"

"I’ll have to. I need to pave the way for the brat in advance. He’s stuck in a rather precarious position right now."

The Yellow-robed Taoist squinted, his eyes narrowing. "Did Qingquan do anything unusual when she left Fengdu City back then?"

"I’m not sure. You’d better ask her yourself."

The Yellow-robed Taoist fell silent, standing in a daze for quite some time before finally turning and walking away.

King Pingdeng clasped his hands behind his back, paused briefly, and then headed toward King Qin Guang’s small courtyard.

At that moment, Jiang Xiaobai was drowning in frustration.

If he continued training, the spiritual energy consumed by the Primordial Chaos Millstone had already caused him significant resource losses—and posed considerable risk.

If he didn’t cultivate, there’d be no hope of leaving the Netherworld. Even if the Celestial Palace bought him another month of time, it wouldn’t help.

His strength needed to recover. Without it, even if he encountered the Celestial Emperor, he’d have to take a detour.

The forces outside wouldn’t reason with him. With Gu Ning absent, even with Su Mei tagging along, Jiang Xiaobai couldn’t feel truly secure.

Just then, King Pingdeng appeared beside Jiang Xiaobai.

"Greetings, King Pingdeng!"

Jiang Xiaobai quickly stood and respectfully saluted.

King Pingdeng waved his hand nonchalantly. "Between us, there’s no need for such formalities. No matter what happens in the future, you will always be the best friend of the Netherworld."

"You’re too kind, King Pingdeng. I’m merely engaging in some transactions with the Netherworld, that’s all." Jiang Xiaobai scratched his head awkwardly, then hurried to prepare tea for his guest.

King Pingdeng waved him off again. "No need for that. I’ve come this time to tell you something. Just now, I sensed that a prismatic space deep within the Blood Sea has broken its ancient seal."

"Although I don’t know much about you, I’m certain you can handle the prismatic space. Do you have any interest in heading there?"

Jiang Xiaobai furrowed his brow. Why seek him out for something like this?

And why King Pingdeng, not King Qin Guang?

"What’s the... reason?" Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously.

King Pingdeng had expected such a reaction from Jiang Xiaobai and chuckled. "I know some of your predicament—you’re running out of lifespan, correct? Perhaps there’s something for you to gain in the prismatic space."

Jiang Xiaobai’s brow remained raised. "Something’s off. You’re hiding something! Just be upfront with me—there’s no need to beat around the bush between us."

King Pingdeng hadn’t anticipated Jiang Xiaobai’s bluntness and momentarily faltered, unsure how to proceed.

After some thought, he decided to throw the Yellow-robed Taoist under the bus.

He immediately spilled the beans about the Yellow-robed Taoist seeking him out, and instantly, he sensed waves of energy rippling off Jiang Xiaobai!

"So that old bastard was just in the Netherworld?"

"Where’s that damn geezer? Get out here! Let’s see if I don’t beat you to a pulp today!"

Jiang Xiaobai exploded with fury!

Unbelievable! The root of all his troubles was actually here in the Netherworld?

This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity—it was the closest he’d ever been to confronting that old dog!

"Ahem, calm down, Mr. Jiang. He’s already left. But he’s headed for the depths of the Blood Sea. If you..."

"No need to say more! I’ll head to the Blood Sea myself!"

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand dramatically. "I’d appreciate it if King Pingdeng could look after my companions. I’m leaving now!"

With that, he transformed into a streak of sword light and shot toward the Blood Sea!

What a joke—given a chance to corner that old bastard, Jiang Xiaobai would march into the Blood Sea seven times if that’s what it took to find him.

He’d get to the bottom of everything!

King Pingdeng stood frozen, watching Jiang Xiaobai’s departure. He raised his hand as if to say something but ultimately shook his head and lowered it.

Looking at the crystal coffin holding Ao Yan, King Pingdeng chuckled softly.

"To have found such a husband as him, you are truly fortunate across lifetimes."

"Wake slowly. Once you awaken, I hope you’ll assist him in carving out his destiny amid this chaotic world."

King Pingdeng murmured, then went to find Qin Ruonan and the others. Speaking of which, it had been a while since he’d seen Zhuanlun. He missed him dearly!

Sitting with someone unrecognized, exchanging small talk and drinking wine, wasn’t a bad way to pass the time.

...

"Big bro, you think us wandering around here like this will get us beaten up by an Asura?"

Ox-Head stuck close to Horse-Face, vigilantly eyeing the churning Blood Sea around them.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that an Asura might suddenly pop out and start pummeling them.

"What are you afraid of? It wouldn’t be the first time you got beaten up," Horse-Face scoffed dismissively. "Don’t you remember how we got obliterated the moment the Blood Sea surged in chaos yesterday?"

"True enough... but if we get beaten up again, no one will be left to report back."

Ox-Head still looked uneasy. "Seriously, out of all the underworld enforcers, they had to pick the two of us to guard this place. Just the two of us to watch over this entire Blood Sea?!"

"Big bro, do you think they’re messing with us on purpose?"

Horse-Face was about to retort when a figure suddenly landed in front of them—it was none other than an irate Jiang Xiaobai!

Having heard that the Yellow-robed Taoist was headed to the Blood Sea, Jiang Xiaobai had rushed over in a frenzy, determined to find him and get answers.

The problem was, he had no idea about the Blood Sea’s layout and nearly got lost while searching!

Luckily, he ran into Ox-Head and Horse-Face on patrol.

"Let me ask you two—have you seen a Yellow-robed Taoist pass through here?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked with a serious expression, leaving Ox-Head and Horse-Face momentarily dumbfounded!