Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl
Chapter 1681: The Little Black Ball

Chapter 1681: Chapter 1681: The Little Black Ball

The light was dazzling. Jiang Xiaobai relied on that glimmer of brightness to glimpse the pyramid’s entirety, only to realize with a shock that this was no pyramid—this was clearly a Sword Tomb!

In fact, the entire structure was somewhat shaped like a sword sheath!

Jiang Xiaobai, recalling the appearance of Yuanhong, was instantly intrigued. Could this place be hiding some extraordinary treasure?

Yet, after the experience of the previous narrow bridge, Jiang Xiaobai dared not venture forward rashly. Who knew what kind of trial the master of this place had set up?

He didn’t approach immediately but began observing the surroundings, only to find himself blocked by some barriers, as though the only path was toward the sword-sheathed structure.

Buzz... Buzz... Buzz!

Yuanhong hovered beside Jiang Xiaobai, and as he got closer to the building, the trembling of Yuanhong’s blade grew increasingly pronounced.

Jiang Xiaobai even felt the familiar sense of unease he had experienced on the narrow bridge!

Amused, he mused to himself—looks like there really must be something good inside!

In his mind, an image surfaced uncontrollably: a man in black robes and white hair, splitting the skies with a single sword strike.

That was true power—a genuine strike to open the heavens!

All his little tricks were utterly insignificant compared to that one sword.

"Well, there’s no helping it. I’m still too weak, my strength is ultimately lacking."

Jiang Xiaobai muttered under his breath as he approached.

Indeed, his strength wasn’t much to brag about. He had only barely touched the threshold of the Hunyuan Daluo Realm. To truly reach powerful heights, he would have to attain the Immortal Sovereign Realm.

Perhaps when he left this place, he could search for opportunities to break through his cultivation?

After all, inside the secret realm, his Earth Vein Scripture had been madly pillaging Immortal Crystals.

While pondering, he arrived at the entrance of the structure.

The entrance resembled the opening of a sword sheath—Jiang Xiaobai looked around, feeling increasingly convinced!

Meanwhile, Yuanhong had curled up behind Jiang Xiaobai!

"Really? You’re an innate spiritual treasure now, aren’t you? Aren’t you embarrassed to disgrace innate treasures like this?"

Jiang Xiaobai chuckled bitterly.

"No... I remember a bit now; the being inside... it’s terrifying."

Yuanhong spoke up.

This blade rarely spoke, but when it did, it was hard to miss the cowardice in its tone. This only piqued Jiang Xiaobai’s curiosity further.

In his understanding, few could rival an innate spiritual treasure.

Like his little gourd!

"I’m going inside to see. Are you joining me?" Jiang Xiaobai turned to look at Yuanhong.

A long pause later, Yuanhong was still trembling: "Yes, I want to see that being too."

"Is it an innate spiritual treasure?"

"Not quite sure, but it’s incredibly strong—unimaginably strong. My memories are incomplete, but I do recall fragments."

That only fueled Jiang Xiaobai’s curiosity.

No matter what was inside, since Jiang Xiaobai had come here today, he wouldn’t leave empty-handed.

No way would Jiang Xiaobai skip out on treasures right before him—he was the type to sweep everything clean, sparing not even a crumb!

Without hesitation, Jiang Xiaobai lunged into the entrance in a single bound. Before he could react, the once-open door shut tightly behind him!

Almost instantaneously, countless flashes of sword light appeared down the passage ahead. Fixing his gaze on them, Jiang Xiaobai realized these were all longswords!

Their quality was quite formidable. Though not reaching the level of postnatal spiritual treasures, each one was highly prized and would undoubtedly incite fierce competition in the Earth Immortal realm!

Jiang Xiaobai gripped the trembling Yuanhong in his hand and with one fierce horizontal swipe unleashed a jaw-dropping sword beam. The imposing sword array ahead was utterly powerless to block it!

Crashing with crisp clangs and chimes, the incoming longswords were sent flying away.

Taking another step forward, Jiang Xiaobai struck with another swipe, his sword beam scattering another wave of longswords.

In this relentless manner, Jiang Xiaobai faced the sea of flying swords head-on, walking forward unyieldingly. His overwhelming strength swept through the entire sword formation!

The tunnel wasn’t long. Within a few strikes, all the flying swords clattered to the ground. Without hesitation, Jiang Xiaobai began collecting them!

With a grand sweep of his hand, the fallen swords on the ground were gathered en masse.

"These are worth a fortune! When I open that tavern with Yan’er and Qiongyu later, how could I not need money? Investments for buying a shop, right?"

"It’s better to prepare early!"

Amused by his thoughts, Jiang Xiaobai’s steps grew lighter as he meandered through the passage. He didn’t even notice that Yuanhong beside him was trembling uncontrollably.

Yuanhong seemed like it was having an epileptic fit—its tremors were entirely out of its own control!

That being inside was absurdly terrifying. Mere rumors of its existence were enough to paralyze Yuanhong.

Even the usually chatty little gourd had gone eerily silent now.

Only the Primordial Chaos Millstone rotated faintly, as though sensing something—but even it refrained from speaking.

The entire way, Jiang Xiaobai was quiet. Very quiet.

He didn’t encounter any further tests of swordsmanship and made his way smoothly to the final room.

As he stepped inside, the torches along the walls lit up autonomously, illuminating the entire room brightly.

"Is this... the master’s living quarters?"

Jiang Xiaobai stared bewilderedly at a table, chairs, and a humble wooden bed. To his surprise, he even noticed a dressing table...

"Oh, ho! This master lived here with a woman? Not bad, not bad, I respect that!"

Immediately, Jiang Xiaobai felt a soul-level connection with this former owner. After all, wasn’t this every man’s dream?

Scanning the room, it was exceptionally simple. Nothing seemed to stand out as unusual to Jiang Xiaobai.

Not a trace of the so-called treasure?

"There’s nothing here. What’s got you shaking?" Jiang Xiaobai turned to Yuanhong, exasperated.

"The drawer!"

Suddenly, the Primordial Chaos Millstone spoke up, its words carrying a solemn weight.

Jiang Xiaobai, influenced by the tension in its tone, carefully approached the table ahead. After all, the only drawer was there!

Creak.

Jiang Xiaobai pulled the drawer open, revealing a small black sphere inside.

The sphere was extraordinarily unique, with flowing black patterns shifting across the surface. Yet no matter how Jiang Xiaobai probed, he couldn’t discern its nature. His spiritual awareness couldn’t penetrate it at all!

"What is this thing? Is this the treasure you all are so scared of?"

Jiang Xiaobai held the sphere in his hand. It felt icy to the touch, with an indescribable texture, but he couldn’t detect any threat from it.

It looked just like a larger-than-normal marble—nothing special.

Yuanhong immediately distanced itself several meters away, trembling so violently it let out faint hums. Even the Primordial Chaos Millstone fell silent.

Frustrated by their paranoia, Jiang Xiaobai casually stored the black sphere in his spatial storage. After one last glance around the room, he bowed respectfully!

After all, this was the domain of a master. Whether they were present or not didn’t matter—basic courtesy was important.

Almost the moment he finished his bow, a dazzling white light enveloped his vision entirely.

Unbeknownst to him, the black sphere he had stored flashed with a streak of white light.