Under One Person: Cultivating Immortality with Baby!

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and this time, Zhao Yifan was quite adept at taking a concubine.

Moreover, given Zhao Yifan's previous performance, everyone gave him face, so the entire wedding banquet was very lively.

"Should we go and make a ruckus in the bridal chamber?"

Feng Ping nudged Lü Ci beside him with his elbow and whispered, "This guy is never one to stay put."

Upon hearing this, Lü Ci was somewhat tempted.

But before the two could act, suddenly, Lü Yan's soft voice came from behind them—

"You two, are you looking for death? Do you really think you're stronger than Li Ding of the Tang Clan?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ping and Lü Ci couldn't help but shudder as they recalled the scene of Li Ding being defeated by Zhao Yifan.

"Well, forget it. There's no point in making a ruckus in the wedding night. Let's drink. Come on, the Zhao family is really rich and powerful. They've prepared all the best wines. It would be a shame not to drink to our hearts' content."

As Fengping spoke, he raised the wine jar in his hand.

The two members of the Lü family also raised their wine jars and clinked them together with him. Then the three of them drank the wine in one gulp.

……

"Junior Brother Zhao~~"

At dawn, a sound that soared straight into the sky startled all the hangover sufferers awake.

"Who is it? It's so early in the morning, can't a person get some sleep?"

Fengping yawned, and the wine jar he was holding rolled off his arms and crashed heavily to the ground, shattering into pieces.

He himself rolled off the roof.

Just as he was about to fall to the ground, a burst of flames erupted from Fengping's body, and he transformed into a ball of flame and vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared, Feng Ping was already standing at the entrance of Zhao Yifan's courtyard.

"Zhang Zhiwei, why are you howling here so early in the morning instead of sleeping?"

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Fengping curled his lip and said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and smiled, saying, "I can't sleep at all when I have something on my mind."

"You old rascal, what's on your mind? I..."

Before Feng Ping could finish speaking, Zhao Yifan, who was still full of energy after a night of hard work, came out.

"Senior Brother Zhang, have you thought this through? Aren't you going back to discuss it with your master?"

Zhao Yifan looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a smile on his face.

"no way!"

With a slight pout, Zhang Zhiwei said, "I've been thinking about it. If I don't agree, you might actually do it today. If that happens, the entire world of supernatural beings will probably be turned upside down by you. I can't just stand by and watch you do that."

"Haha, you really know me!"

Zhao Yifan laughed and said, "Indeed, if you hadn't agreed today, I was prepared to take action. However, since you have agreed, we can discuss this matter properly."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned and asked.

"It's easy!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Yifan floated up to the rooftop.

"In the world of supernatural beings, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist. If we want to push you to that position, we need to show those old fogies just how tough your fists really are, so..."

As he spoke, Zhao Yifan paused, then took a deep breath, channeled his internal energy, and loudly proclaimed—

"Listen up, fellow practitioners of the supernatural world! Over the next year, I, Zhao Yifan, will join hands with Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain to challenge all the major supernatural sects in the world. There are no age limits, no number of people, no gender limits, and no limits on methods. Anyone who can defeat the two of us will be given three unconditional favors!"

Upon hearing this, the morning, which had become somewhat noisy due to Zhang Zhiwei's shout, instantly fell into a deathly silence.

"Are these two guys crazy?"

A "beggar" who was secretly eating steamed buns in the kitchen almost choked to death when he heard Zhao Yifan's voice.

"I've already gone against the grain, but I didn't expect there to be someone even more outrageous than me. Should I give up the position I want to that guy on the roof?"

As he spoke, the "beggar" smiled knowingly.

"Senior brother, my hands and feet are numb. Do you think Master will beat you to death when we get back?"

Zhang Huaiyi, standing next to Zhang Zhiwei, was trembling all over.

"Shut up! I...I'm not going back for now. Huaiyi, you take Jinzhong back with you, understand?"

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei, who had always been fearless, finally learned what fear was.

"This time, I've really been dragged onto this pirate ship by this guy."

Despite his complaints, Zhang Zhiwei knew he had no way out.

Moreover, Zhang Zhiwei neither wanted to back down nor would he back down. After all, although Zhao Yifan's method was simple and crude, upon closer examination, it was the most direct way to realize the ideal that the two of them shared.

After all, if you want to lead a disorganized world of supernatural beings, you need to be powerful; otherwise, no one will follow you.

"Xiao Fan?"

At the same time, inside the Sanyi Sect, the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong, who was in seclusion cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.

"I never expected him to get this far. As his mentor, I should lend him a hand!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and released a burst of energy.

At the same time, Zuo Ruotong's junior brother, Zhao Yifan's senior uncle, Si Chong, received a secret letter from his senior brother.

Looking at the contents of the secret letter in his hand, Si Chong couldn't help but frown.

"Uncle-Master, what did Master say?"

A disheveled young man standing nearby asked a question.

Putting away the secret letter, Si Chong sighed and said, "It seems that your master really values ​​your senior brother, and is actually going to fully support his recklessness."

"This……"

Chengzhen's face stiffened as she thought of her senior brother, who was a full twelve years younger than her, and how she always felt extremely awkward whenever she met him.

"Fine, we'll do whatever Master says. Sigh, they're all such a worry!"

Shaking his head slightly, Chengzhen suddenly turned serious and looked at Si Chong, saying, "Uncle-Master, have you noticed anything different about Master's seclusion this time compared to before?"

"Different places?"

Upon hearing this, Si Chong seemed to have thought of something, his eyes widened, and he said, "You mean to say that your master has found the Triple Path?"

"Whether it is or not, we'll know after Master comes out of seclusion, but I think the chances are pretty good."

As Chengzhen spoke, he turned and walked outside.

"Alright, I'll go arrange things to support my senior brother. To be honest, our Sanyi Sect has never done anything like this before, and I don't know how our fellow practitioners in the world of supernatural beings will view us in the future."

Watching Chengzhen's retreating figure, Si Chong pondered for a moment, then looked in the direction of his senior brother's seclusion and murmured, "Senior brother, have you really found the path ahead?"

……

"Zhao Yifan, if you want to challenge all the extraordinary people in the world, you must first get past me, Feng Ping!"

A towering flame swept across the sky, and in an instant, the temperature in the air rose rapidly. Then, everyone saw Feng Ping of the Fire Virtue Sect rush directly towards Zhao Yifan on the roof.

"boom--"

However, before Feng Ping could get close to Zhao Yifan, suddenly, a figure blocked Feng Ping's path.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Zhang Zhiwei swung his right arm and clamped Feng Ping's neck under his armpit, rendering him unable to move.