Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl
Chapter 1641: Go Snatch a Bowl of Soup

Chapter 1641: Chapter 1641: Go Snatch a Bowl of Soup

"Move, don’t make me use force!"

The man in charge of guarding Jiang Xiaobai shoved him hard, forcing him to get up and follow them forward.

If others knew that Jiang Xiaobai had sunk to this level, their jaws would drop in shock!

If Jiang Xiaobai’s former enemies saw this, they’d surely clap their hands in celebration!

Absolutely satisfying!

Jiang Xiaobai showed no emotion, slowly following them forward, planning to see what the situation was like once he reached Xin’s tribe.

If things didn’t work out, he could just head over to the marketplace to pick up some supplies—after all, his points were nearing four billion, he wasn’t short on money.

But what Jiang Xiaobai hadn’t anticipated was how close the tribe was. It took them less than ten minutes to get there!

Looking ahead at the barren plain, where smoke curled up from cooking fires and various loud roars echoed, Jiang Xiaobai felt like he had walked straight into a lion’s den!

"If only I’d escaped back then... If I had trained underground, I wouldn’t have been caught..."

Regret now was useless for Jiang Xiaobai. He could already sense the presence of two Immortal Lords; escaping at this point would be suicide!

Before long, under guard, Jiang Xiaobai was thrown into a simple wooden cage. It wasn’t that they underestimated him, but this particular wood was unique to the Asura Realm—extremely tough, completely impervious below the Primordial Chaos Boundless level!

After handing Jiang Xiaobai over, Xin coldly marched toward the central tent.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw the chieftain, who was laughing heartily while patting Ge Luo’s shoulder and giving him some words of encouragement.

"Oh? Our first squad leader is back? How was the haul this time?"

The chieftain grinned at Xin.

Xin replied expressionlessly, "Caught a slave."

Straightforward and curt.

Ge Luo sneered, "Really? Only one slave in this amount of time? I only just returned; are you saying the Zilan Tribe has degenerated to such an extent?"

It was laughable—capturing slaves recently meant targeting the Zilan Tribe. However, their strength was almost comparable to this tribe’s, and they had always guarded against Xin’s reckless slave raids.

Catching a slave in such a short time was nearly impossible—unless that woman’s luck had skyrocketed, and she happened to stumble upon a lone fool!

And, indeed, that was exactly what had happened!

Xin coldly smiled at Ge Luo. "Today, my luck was better than yours. I picked up a stray fool along the way."

Hearing this, Ge Luo’s face darkened immediately, his muscles bulging intensely.

"You..."

Just as he started to speak, the chieftain interrupted, patting him on the shoulder. "Enough, Ge Luo. I know you’ve been itching to compete with Xin, but based on this haul’s value, you can’t compare to her."

"I trust you’ll surpass her next time—so keep at it."

What else could Ge Luo say?

In the Asura Realm, weak meant weak—there was no argument to be made. Saying more would only displease the chieftain, rendering all his efforts meaningless, turning achievements into nothing.

Remaining silent at this point was the wisest choice.

Seeing Ge Luo’s sour expression, Xin’s face showed a smug grin. "Chieftain, if there’s nothing else, I’ll return to train."

"No rush; since you’re back, there’s an important matter to discuss with you."

The chieftain gestured for his two prized squad leaders to sit down before continuing, "We just received word that something has happened in the Fat Immortal’s territory. Shuangqiang is attacking it, and naturally, our tribe can’t miss this opportunity."

"What? Something happened in Fat Immortal’s territory? That’s impossible. The Fat Immortal is incredibly powerful—a Celestial Emperor-level figure. Unless he’s compromised himself, how would Shuangqiang dare make a move on his grounds?"

Ge Luo cried out in surprise.

This seemed like an absurd dream!

The Fat Immortal’s power, though only at the initial Celestial Emperor stage, was complemented by his vast integration with the Heavenly Dao. Even a mid-stage Celestial Emperor wouldn’t be able to defeat him!

Shuangqiang must have lost their minds to target the Fat Immortal’s territory.

"Has the Fat Immortal shown up at all?" Xin suddenly asked pointedly.

"No, he hasn’t. That’s why we say this is an opportunity for our tribe. If we can snatch even a morsel of the spoils, it’ll be enough for us to thrive."

The chieftain chuckled, "Since you two are here, I wanted to hear your thoughts. Your hall master is already on his way."

Just as he finished speaking, three figures entered the tent—three Primordial Chaos Boundless experts, the strongest in the tribe!

"Greetings, Chieftain!"

The burly man at the forefront had menacing muscles that resembled iron cables, radiating an immensely terrifying physical strength as he walked.

"Chieftain, we’ve heard about the Fat Immortal’s territory. Out of those five tribes within his domain, we should have no trouble taking at least half!"

The burly man’s voice was rough and booming, "Just say the word, and we’ll act."

The chieftain paused briefly before erupting into laughter. "Hahaha, excellent! That’s exactly the attitude we need!"

"The Fat Immortal hasn’t dared to show up, which means Shuangqiang is counting on his absence. If we follow them to snag some rewards, it’s nothing out of the ordinary."

The burly man snorted, "If there’s real danger, Shuangqiang will be the first to die anyway. By then, with the resources in hand, we’ll take the rewards and go wherever we please in this vast Asura Realm."

This was the core reasoning!

The Asura Realm was vast, with plenty of room for Asura to thrive. Ironically, the zones with concentrated powerhouses were the most perilous!

Asura tribes seeking strength generally awaited chances like this—to pull off a big raid!

If they didn’t need to flee, great; but even if they did, it wouldn’t matter. As long as the benefits were obtained, they could later find strong backers or raise their own strength and fight back!

This was the Asura way!

Even the three strongest Primordial Chaos Boundless experts shared this attitude, leaving Xin and the others with little room for dissent.

With that settled, the chieftain slowly got up. "Then go and prepare! This time we’re going all out—grab whatever you can!"

"Alright, I’ll go ready the army!"

The rough-voiced man rushed out of the tent, visibly eager, while Xin and the others also took their leave and hurried off to gather their squads.

This full mobilization meant that every slave would be brought along.

While preparing her team, Xin approached the wooden cage where Jiang Xiaobai was held, smirking.

"I thought you’d spend your pathetic days doing the grunt work around the tribe. Looks like your opportunity has come after all."

"When the time comes, I want you to charge ahead. If you survive, I’ll arrange for you to join the tribe and supply you with resources to grow."

"But if you die—then it proves you’re nothing but trash."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai was bewildered.

What the hell? Why do I have to charge forward now?

Xin didn’t give Jiang Xiaobai any chance to ask. She opened the cage abruptly, grabbed his arm, and dragged him out.

Jiang Xiaobai noticed many others receiving similar treatment, locked up and dragged forward. In the end, all the slaves were thrown into an open field.

Surrounding them were over a hundred tribal strongmen, all grinning viciously as they stared at the captives.