Under One Person: Cultivating Immortality with Baby!

"This time, I lost!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yifan stared intently at Zhang Zhiwei.

"You'd better kill me now, or I will lead the Quanxing Sect to pay you back for what you did today!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed.

They didn't expect that at this point, Zhao Yifan would still want to join Quanxing.

"Heavenly Daoist, quick, kill him!"

"Yes, act quickly! The Quanxing heretics deserve to be killed by everyone!"

"That's right. Keeping him around would be a disaster. He absolutely cannot be allowed to live."

"..."

Many people began calling for Zhang Zhiwei to take action and completely eliminate Zhao Yifan.

After all, having another Quanxing demon with such great strength would definitely make them restless and unable to eat or sleep!

"No, stop right now!"

Seeing Zhao Yifan's defeat, Lu Jin rushed over.

However, Lu Jin was soon pinned down by Si Chong and Cheng Zhen.

"Lu Jin, that's a demon from the Quanxing Sect. Are you planning to plunge our Sanyi Sect into utter ruin?"

It sounded sharp and forceful.

"No, that's not right, that's the eldest brother, not some Quanxing demon!"

Lu Jin struggled frantically, shouting loudly in Zuo Ruotong's direction, "Master, save Senior Brother, Master!"

At this moment, Lu Jin's only hope was his master.

However, to Lu Jin's despair, Zuo Ruotong simply opened her eyes slowly, glanced at Zhao Yifan, and then ignored him completely in response to Lu Jin's pleas.

Zuo Ruotong's meaning was already very clear: he, Zuo Ruotong, would not interfere in Zhao Yifan's affairs.

However, this is not surprising, as Zhao Yifan has already announced that he has joined Quanxing.

This is a betrayal of the Sanyi Sect, and what's more, it's joined by the stinking ditch of the Quanxing Sect. It's only natural that Zuo Ruotong doesn't want to get involved.

Seeing this, Lu Jin fell into despair, looking at Zhang Zhiwei's raised right hand, a deep sadness appearing on her face.

"Do not--"

With Lu Jin's shrill scream, her fingers plunged viciously into Zhao Yifan's body.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Zhiwei's finger did not land on Zhao Yifan's forehead, but instead pierced his shoulder.

Blood flowed from the wound, and Zhang Zhiwei closed his eyes in pain.

"You go!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression changed again.

"The Heavenly Daoist and the Quanxing demon, kill them without mercy!"

No one expected that Zhang Zhiwei would actually back down in the end; it seemed like he was preparing to let the tiger return to the mountain.

Zhao Yifan gave Zhang Zhiwei a deep look, then clutched his wound and said, "Zhang Zhiwei, I will remember this grudge!"

As he spoke, Zhao Yifan walked over to his three wives.

"Today, I, Zhao Yifan, withdraw from the Sanyi Sect. Everything about Sanyi is no longer my concern!"

After saying that, Zhao Yifan prepared to leave with his men.

Just then, a group of people blocked their way; they were disciples from various sects who had come this time.

"What? You're trying to stop me?"

Looking at these people, Zhao Yifan sneered.

"Hmph, you evil Quanxing, everyone has the right to kill you. Tian Tong Dao Ren spared you out of consideration for our relationship, but we will not let you go!"

Someone sneered.

This is the perfect opportunity!

First, we need to deal with a Quanxing demon!

Secondly, if they could kill Zhao Yifan, that would be the pinnacle of their lives!

You should know that Zhao Yifan is currently standing at the pinnacle of the world of supernatural beings.

Now that he is seriously injured, this is the best opportunity to kill him.

"Humph, I don't know whether to live or die!"

Before Zhao Yifan could speak, Wei Shuyi stepped forward.

Immediately afterwards, countless black Qi Gu flew out from his sleeves.

"A Gu woman from the Miao tribe!"

Everyone's faces turned pale. Only then did they realize that the person next to Zhao Yifan was not just a pretty face.

"Okay, no need for all that trouble!"

Just then, Zhao Yifan waved his hand, and then struck out with his palm.

The next moment, a terrifying palm strike was unleashed, instantly clearing away any strange individuals blocking its path.

"Wow, they actually have such great strength!"

Previously, seeing Zhang Zhiwei seriously injure Zhao Yifan, many people felt that this was an opportunity.

However, Zhao Yifan's simple palm strike was enough to leave them completely defenseless.

In an instant, everyone understood a principle: even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; even if Zhao Yifan was seriously injured, he was not someone they could easily take advantage of.

"Anyone else interested? Shall we get started?"

After glancing at the people around him, Zhao Yifan said calmly.

As soon as he looked at him, everyone stepped back, but no one dared to meet his gaze.

"cough--"

He coughed up another mouthful of blood, and Mao Tongtong, who was standing nearby, quickly supported him, her face showing concern.

"Why not take a gamble? Perhaps that last strike was my last bit of strength."

Zhao Yifan leaned against Mao Tongtong and spoke again.

Upon hearing this, some people in the crowd showed a hint of interest.

However, before these people could make a move, they were stopped by their companions.

"Are you looking for death? He says it's the last strength, so it really is the last strength?"

"That's right, I feel like this guy is doing it on purpose, trying to lure us into making a move so he can attack us."

"Yes, this guy is too strong. Right now, in the entire world of supernatural beings, probably only Tian Tong Dao Ren can stand up to him. We'd better not go looking for death."

"..."

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, but ultimately no one else stepped forward.

"pity!"

Shaking his head, Zhao Yifan said with a smile, "If you don't take the initiative, I really can't retaliate. After all, that Taoist priest over there has been watching me the whole time, and in my current state, I'm no match for him."

After saying that, Zhao Yifan ignored the ugly expressions on the faces of the people and, supported by Mao Tongtong and the other two women, walked towards the outside of the mountain gate.

Throughout the entire process, no one dared to step forward to stop them.

"Big Brother!"

Suddenly, a voice called out to Zhao Yifan and the others.

Stopping in his tracks, Zhao Yifan turned to look at Lu Jin and waved to her with a smile.

Lu Jin jogged over to Zhao Yifan's side.

Patting Lu Jin's head, Zhao Yifan said, "Alright, stop crying. You're such a crybaby. Last time, that bastard Zhang Zhiwei slapped you, and I helped him get back at him. From now on, when I'm no longer at Sanyi, if that bastard gets back at you again, you'll have to get revenge yourself."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin felt a pang of sadness, finally understanding why her senior brother had slapped Zhang Zhiwei away during their fight.

Senior Brother, you have never forgotten what you said to me back then.

In an instant, tears and snot streamed down Lu Jin's face as he looked at Zhao Yifan sobbing and said, "Senior Brother, can't you just stay?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yifan smiled, then patted Lu Jin's head, and led Mao Tongtong and the other two girls out of the Sanyi Gate.

……

"You brat, what are you doing? You don't have to make such a fuss if you want to leave the Trinity Sect!"

Beneath the gate of Sanyi, the car arranged by Old Master Zhao was already waiting. Looking at the wound on Zhao Yifan's shoulder, he couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Won't this injury prevent me from holding my grandson?"