Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl-Chapter 1808: The Most Exciting Part Is Yet to Come

A dim world, a small mountain peak.

A skinny alien race and an old man face off in silence, playing chess.

Occasionally, you can hear the crisp sound of chess pieces falling on the board.

"Do you think the human clan’s chess skills are all very good?"

The old man places a BaiZi, occupying a spot of little significance.

The skinny alien race looks indifferent, fixated on the board.

"Only the strongest chess players, apart from the others."

As the black piece falls, the BaiZi also drops.

"Sometimes, thinking about the one who invented chess, they are truly remarkable."

"Yes."

"Why do you always imitate me? Is it that you have no thoughts of your own?"

The skinny alien race remains silent, placing another black piece.

This time, the old man’s expression grows serious.

After a long silence, he suddenly drops the piece he was holding.

The game is lost.

"Ultimately, the chess piece misses one move."

"No, if you had taken another path, you would still lose."

The skinny alien race looks up, staring at the clan leader: "It’s just a matter of how fast you win or lose, but it doesn’t change the final outcome."

The clan leader looks at this guy and smiles.

"Tell me, do we now count as BaiZi or black pieces?"

The skinny alien race doesn’t respond, just staring quietly at the chessboard.

The mountain peak seems to quiet down as well.

The wind stops blowing, the stars cease to shimmer.

"If you can’t say, then say nothing."

The old man stands up, hands behind his back, looking at the dim world: "Do you think what we’re doing is right or wrong?"

"In the world, there are no rights or wrongs, only different stances."

"Indeed, different stances... after struggling for millions of years, there has to be a conclusion."

The clan leader gently suggests: "Go ahead, even if you lose, then so be it."

The skinny alien race remains silent, stands up to pay respects, and then disappears.

Only the aging old man remains between heaven and earth.

It seems the alien race is just like him.

Aging, unsure where the light lies.

A long sigh, as if sighing out all that is.

He gently taps his own waist and walks toward a road unknown.

...

In another courtyard in this dim world, the skinny alien race looks at his wife diligently caring for the little one, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Husband, is this the moment for our lineage to rise?"

The little wife smiles sweetly: "Husband’s vision is coming true."

"Is that so."

The skinny alien race slowly sits in the courtyard, accepts a cup of tea handed by his wife.

Such a thing is rare in the world of the alien race.

"Husband is clearly from the alien race, just looks like human beings, why do you like human things?"

The little wife clings tightly to the husband’s seat, watching the somber sky.

"Perhaps only by taking their stance can we find their weaknesses."

The skinny alien race whispers softly: "Have you thought about our future days?"

"Future? Like the kind of free, unrestrained life you spoke of, wandering without hindrance?"

The little wife gazes with longing, hands cushioning her playful chin.

It seems she has already seen such a picture.

Between heaven and earth, they don’t need to hide or ficuse.

No need to plot these.

All that’s left is the free and unrestrained breath, the exhilarating roam.

"Soon... soon..."

Gently patting the little wife’s shoulder, the skinny alien race bows his head.

In his eyes, star-like brilliance flickers.

"This game of chess is approaching its most exciting moment."

...

In the Earth Immortal realm, amidst the mountain ranges outside Qinglan City.

Jiang Xiaobai and others leisurely enjoy grilled meat, Qin Ruonan and Qiao Yunnian laugh and reminisce about past stories.

Qiongyu and Nangong Wuyou sit closely together, sharing their different experiences.

It seems very warm.

The bonfire illuminates Jiang Xiaobai’s face, his expression appearing dazed.

"So this is what the Celestial Path means?"

Jiang Xiaobai murmurs in his heart.

This is the introduction to the Celestial Path. At that time, he thoroughly solved the Void City passage, and the system granted the reward.

Only the situation at that time was not right, and there was no chance to examine it.

Upon reviewing it this time, he couldn’t help but lament, so that’s how it is.

The Celestial Path is the place to help him prove the Dao!

No wonder only those who become Immortal Lord can enter.

However, this proving the Dao seems a bit different from his understanding...

"Ao Feng, is there anything else about proving the Dao?" Jiang Xiaobai suddenly asks.

Ao Feng’s expression pauses, not expecting him to suddenly ask this question.

After all, he is only in the Primordial Chaos Boundless Realm, becoming an Immortal Lord is still a long way off, let alone proving the Dao.

"Proving the Dao has true and false divisions."

Ao Feng chuckles: "Do you know why two great emperors of the Celestial Palace can easily kill the supreme?"

"Why?"

"The Dao is different, both true and false are different."

Ao Feng looks at the bonfire: "Many years ago, before the disconnection began, powerful cultivators in the world sought to become Immortal Emperors by proving the Dao."

"This proof was not today’s proof, but a kind of recognition from the Daoism!"

"Modern proof is just demonstrating that you have completely comprehended this path, somewhat lacking."

"Precisely because of this, the two truly proven emperors of the Celestial Palace possess unimaginable power from Daoism. In the same realm, they can kill even the supreme."

"Your Dao, without recognition from Daoism, ultimately can’t stand on the stage."

"Even if merged with Daoism power to become supreme, so what? It’s like a country path versus a grand avenue, what’s the comparison?"

Jiang Xiaobai feels a bit bewildered, unsure of the meaning.

"Why seek recognition from Daoism?"

Ao Feng jeers: "You boy, sometimes clever, how can you be so dull at this moment?"

"Where does the Dao come from?"

"Isn’t it evolved from Daoism? Under the blessing of Daoism, your power is greater."

"This is a bit distant for you, contemplate how to break through and become Immortal Lord. Comprehending the Dao is not simple."

Ao Feng looks at Jiang Xiaobai: "The rules you’ve comprehended, convert to Daoist charm, this is the threshold to enter Immortal Lord. Breaking through it means Daoist charm transforms into Dao!"

"Once the Dao is formed, the Dao is proved, breakthrough Immortal Emperor."

Jiang Xiaobai suddenly laughs: "What if I prove the Dao in this realm?"

Pfft!

As soon as these words are spoken, Ao Feng almost chokes and gazes at Jiang Xiaobai with disbelief.

Are you kidding me?

You haven’t even comprehended the Dao, yet you’re going to prove the Dao?

Are you joking with me?

"Do you know why many times we don’t tell juniors about the height of realms? Precisely to prevent reaching too high and indulging in one’s own fantasies."

"Yet here you are, on your entire journey, still committing such error?"

Jiang Xiaobai smiles without speaking.

Just because others can’t do it doesn’t mean he can’t.

Unless you also have an advantage!

With this in mind, Jiang Xiaobai decides to immediately use his Celestial Path qualification for early entry.

Even if it truly has no effect for him at the moment, early comprehension of the Dao’s essence is still worthwhile.

The Celestial Path allows him to enter a Daoism space where he can grasp the essence of the Dao.

This can enhance your proof of the Dao.

"Innate Dao body, perhaps really may succeed in proving the Dao?"

"If success in proving the Dao at this moment, would it mean directly becoming Immortal Emperor."

"Hahaha, system, enter the Celestial Path!"

With the silent recitation in his heart, the scene before Jiang Xiaobai’s eyes gradually becomes blurry.

When it reappears, he has already arrived in a Daoism palace!

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