Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl
Chapter 1642: Seeking Wealth and Honor Amidst Danger

Chapter 1642: Chapter 1642: Seeking Wealth and Honor Amidst Danger

Jiang Xiaobai only now understood what was happening from the surrounding chatter.

It was about to be a tribal war, with the target being the territory of the Fat Immortal.

After doing some calculations, Jiang Xiaobai fell silent,

he realized he had set himself up for disaster!

"You bastards, Bullhead and Horseface, I swear I’d slap you to death right now if I could!"

Jiang Xiaobai raged internally, cursing them repeatedly. If it weren’t for these two damned crow-mouthed fools, he might not have crossed paths with the Fat Immortal at all.

Worse yet, these two clowns had stirred up trouble, leaving him no choice but to confront the Fat Immortal, ultimately causing this chain of events.

Talk about digging your own grave.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaobai’s strength had only recovered to about 60%. With so many guards around, and two Immortal Lords among them, making a move now would certainly end badly for him.

But it wouldn’t be long before they attacked the Fat Immortal’s tribe, and the slaves were expected to be the vanguard, the first disposable force to charge!

"If that’s the case, might as well make my escape during the charge,"

Jiang Xiaobai strategized, feeling by then his strength would probably recover to 70 or 80%, making an escape feasible.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. While waiting, he started observing Xin’s tribe warriors and keeping an eye on the other slaves.

He noticed how thrilled and excited the tribe members were—but the slaves were even more enthusiastic!

Confused, he asked Bullhead and Horseface about it.

"Young Master Jiang, slaves only get a chance to shed their slave status by contributing during tribal battles. Basically, surviving one wave of charge is enough!"

Bullhead eagerly chimed in: "Is Young Master Jiang planning to blend in with the tribe, lead the charge, slaughter enemies to your heart’s content, and then gain status and power to stir up chaos in the Asura Realm?"

"Young Master Jiang, you’re awesome!"

Jiang Xiaobai’s forehead was covered in black lines. "What nonsense are you spouting? When did I say I was going to do that?"

"Huh? Isn’t that the plan? That kind of stuff, King Qin Guang and the gang play it all the time."

"What?!"

Jiang Xiaobai was completely speechless!

Upon further questioning, he found out that before the Netherworld was sealed, the Ten Yama Kings would often disguise themselves as Asura warriors out of boredom to stir up trouble.

They’d either recruit a batch of Asura to cause chaos in the area or follow the same path as Jiang Xiaobai—become slaves, rise step by step.

The ultimate goal? To exhaust the Asura themselves, preventing them from growing strong enough to threaten the Netherworld.

And honestly, it was also fun for them. What’s not to like?

Jiang Xiaobai could only exclaim—Damn, I’m impressed with these conniving old rats!

One by one, these Yama Kings abandoned their proper duties to play around like this?

They’re truly sinister!

But Jiang Xiaobai wasn’t going to follow their example. His only thought was to find a chance to escape, retreat into the spatial pocket dimension, and enhance his cultivation.

He believed that if he received Heaven’s gift, he could break through his current realm—even if the Primordial Chaos grindstone siphoned off some resources, it wouldn’t matter.

Once he ascended to Hunyuan Daluo status, he could start revealing the power of Dao Laws, even just a little bit would suffice!

By then, he would at least have some confidence against Immortal Emperors!

His biggest obstacle was his own boundary—a threshold that if he didn’t cross, no matter how many Dao Laws he comprehended, it would all be for naught!

While he was lost in thought, the tribal army began its march!

It was a grand display: families and clans gathered, leaving no one behind. Supplies were stored in spatial rings, while the rest consisted solely of Asura soldiers—thousands of them!

From Daluo Golden Immortal-level warriors upward, every type of cultivation realm was present, and in significant numbers!

The army mobilized swiftly, taking less than half an hour to reach the nearest tribe. But once they arrived, the chief was already gnashing his teeth in fury.

He saw that the Zilan Tribe had already started attacking the area, clearly trying to steal meat straight from his mouth.

"Damn it! Who would have thought the Zilan Tribe would dare to be so audacious?"

The chief roared angrily, wasting no time ordering his people to prepare for an attack. No matter the cost, this fight must yield rewards!

If not, their tribe would face decline!

Within moments, all the tribe’s warriors began organizing their ranks, and Jiang Xiaobai, along with the other slaves, were shoved right to the frontlines.

Watching the enthusiastic slaves around him, Jiang Xiaobai sneered inwardly.

"I’m not sticking around to play games with you people. Once I charge out, I’m making my escape!"

Just as he finished saying this, Xin’s whip cracked down, and all the slaves charged forward like wild tigers unleashed from their cages, ferocious and relentless, rushing straight toward the battlefield ahead.

The Zilan Tribe, already embroiled in battle, quickly responded by sending their own slaves to intercept.

In tribal wars, slaves were nothing more than expendable pawns!

Jiang Xiaobai maintained a moderate pace, neither fast nor slow, blending into the crowd as he surged forward. Seeing the opposing slaves making their move, he immediately grinned.

"Heh heh, Grandpa’s going now!"

Just as they were about to clash and he had the chance to break away, the black seed in Jiang Xiaobai’s spatial storage suddenly trembled.

Jiang Xiaobai nearly froze on the spot!

What’s going on?!

"This seed hasn’t shown any reaction since Gu Ning handed it to me, but now it suddenly starts moving?"

After complaining silently to himself, Jiang Xiaobai noticed the black seed was emitting a strange energy, guiding him in a direction. Following its lead with his gaze, he saw it was pointing to the chaotic center of the battlefield!

Apparently, there was something in that direction the seed needed!

Jiang Xiaobai hesitated for a moment.

Keep in mind, this seed was fought over by a group of Immortal Emperors in a transit world, and Gu Ning secured it through sheer overwhelming power.

At the time, they suspected the seed was connected to the Heavenly Court’s fall millions of years ago—it was shrouded in mystery.

Now that it was reacting, saying Jiang Xiaobai wasn’t curious would be a lie!

But...

"Ah, screw it! Fortune favors the bold. My strength is almost restored, what’s there to be afraid of?"

"Worst case, I grab the thing and bolt. Getting chased? Who cares about that."

Ultimately, Jiang Xiaobai gritted his teeth and decided to abandon thoughts of escape. The black seed’s secrets had to be investigated.

By now, the slaves from both sides had collided!

Asura combat was brutally straightforward, relying purely on physical blows. Every inch of the body could be turned into a weapon for savage, hand-to-hand killing. Fist after fist landed with raw impact—it was shockingly intense!

Jiang Xiaobai immersed himself in the clash, showing no skills whatsoever. He simply focused on evading blows, dodging at every turn, avoiding attacking as he aimed only to push toward the battlefield’s center.

Behind him, Xin kept a close watch on Jiang Xiaobai, observing his movements. Seeing Jiang Xiaobai avoid fighting and focus solely on running forward, Xin frowned deeply.

"As expected, what a useless coward. So afraid of death?"

"Fine, even if you survive now, once the battle’s over, I’ll kill you myself!"

Xin gritted his teeth and let out a cold snort. Trash like Jiang Xiaobai didn’t deserve to be part of their tribe!

At this point, Jiang Xiaobai had already bypassed the last enemy in his way and was heading straight toward the chaotic center of the battlefield.

The black seed’s response grew even more intense!

Behind him, the tribe’s warriors, seeing Jiang Xiaobai’s impressive advance as the first to push forward, erupted in cheers of excitement!

A Primordial Boundless-level Asura swung his arms enthusiastically.

"Even the slaves have charged ahead—what are you all waiting for?"

"Attack!"