My Sexy Female CEO

In the car, Uncle Fu curiously gossiped with Lin Yifan again. But Lin Yifan just laughed it off with a "hehe", leaving Uncle Fu no choice but to stop asking.

About fifteen minutes later, the car arrived at the place Lin Yifan rented; at that moment, Lin Yifan got out of the car and went back in, while Uncle Fu drove away.

Looking at the rental building in front of him, which hid dragons and crouching tigers, Lin Yifan became a lot more cautious, especially now that he had quite a few items related to the Cultivation World on him.

Cautiously opening the door and entering, just as he reached the elevator doors, a silhouette suddenly appeared in the lobby; then an elderly voice came out, "Young man, where were you last night?"

Facing this old lady with a face full of wrinkles, Lin Yifan's heart fluttered wildly, fearing she would come over and search him.

After calming himself down, he managed to speak more or less normally, "I went out for a gathering."

"Lying! Give you one more chance, tell me the truth," the landlady pressed with a stern face.

Even though she stayed at home every day, she was very well-informed; with such a big incident at Antian Group in Guiyuan City yesterday, how could she, a local of Guiyuan City, not know about it.

Lin Yifan knew he couldn't deceive this powerful Cultivation expert, so he decided to tell the truth, "I went to save my boss."

"Did you encounter any other Cultivators?" The landlady continued to inquire.

Hearing the word "Cultivators", Lin Yifan's just-calmed heartbeat picked up pace again; then, without changing his expression, he pushed down his anxiety and forced himself to answer, "No."

"It's for the best if you didn't; I'm warning you, don't cause me so much trouble, or you'll take the consequences," said the landlady, and then she turned and left.

She feared that Lin Yifan would attract too many Cultivators to the rental building, which could easily expose her undercover existence in the city. That would bring about the danger of death, forcing her to flee once more.

After the landlady left, Lin Yifan finally took a deep breath; he had been truly scared to death just now. Fortunately, the landlady did not search his body, otherwise, the Witchcraft Secret Manual and the Black Gold Token, along with the mysterious wooden box, would have been exposed.

Stabilizing his emotions, he hurriedly opened the elevator and went up.

"Ding!"

Just coming out of the elevator, Han Meiling from the next-door apartment rushed out and pinned him against the wall.

"You little flirt, where were you last night?"

"Come on! Just for not being around for one night, you care this much?" Lin Yifan was a bit taken aback; however, he knew what Han Meiling was getting at; she just wanted to know what he was up to last night.

So he answered, "I went to a brothel."

He had a different way of conversing with different people. Han Meiling was open-minded, so he didn't hold back either.

"Oh my! The little virgin has finally done it, eh? What a pity; I was still thinking about when I could help you with that," Han Meiling pretended to be disappointed.

"No need to think about it anymore, if you don't mind, you can help me lose it a second time right now," Lin Yifan retorted, turning around and pinning Han Meiling against the wall, and then leaned in with his mouth.

However, just as his mouth was about to reach hers, five centimeters away, he was stopped by Han Meiling, "Eh! You flirt, you're a married man now, don't mess around, okay?"

"What's there to be afraid of, I can take you as a concubine, can't I?" With that, Lin Yifan pushed his mouth forward with more force.

"Sorry, I'm only interested in being the main wife," Han Meiling said hastily and then beat a hasty retreat, no longer teasing Lin Yifan.

Gazing at Han Meiling's retreating figure in the distance, Lin Yifan snorted and said, "Hmph! Kid, you want to compete with me?"

Returning to her room, Han Meiling let down her guard and continued to play games.

Meanwhile, after Lin Yifan returned to his room, he immediately entered his bedroom and checked his surroundings for any cameras. Only after confirming there were none did he take out the "Witchcraft Secret Manual," Black Gold Token, and the exquisite wooden box he had been hiding in his pants.

First, he stashed the Black Gold Token and the exquisite wooden box; then, he opened the "Witchcraft Secret Manual" to look up information.

It wasn't until he saw the landlady, the old granny, that he remembered he had the Intestine-Piercing Pill, a type of poison. As a master poisoner, the Witchcraft True Master would surely know how this poison was refined and also how to neutralize it.

After continuous searching, he finally found the refinement recipe for the Intestine-Piercing Pill Antidote.

Looking at the unfamiliar names of medicinal ingredients listed in the book, his scalp tingled; he had no idea what they were.

With no other choice, he resorted to searching online for information.

As he matched them one by one, he finally learned about the uses of these ingredients and whether they were hard to find. However, among the listed ingredients, there was one that he could not find on any major medicinal herb websites— the Healing Wound Flower.

The Healing Wound Flower, as the most crucial ingredient in synthesizing the Intestine-Piercing Pill Antidote, was indispensable. Without it, the antidote couldn't be refined; even if an elixir was created, it would lack any medicinal properties.

"Damn it! How could there be no trace of this flower?" Lin Yifan felt deep frustration.

He couldn't find the slightest information about the Healing Wound Flower on the largest online stores in the country, leaving him helpless.

Then, after running a search engine query for the Healing Wound Flower, he stumbled upon a piece of news: in ten days, at an auction in Guiyuan City, this mysterious and rare medicinal herb would be up for auction.

"The Night Guiyuan Fragrance Auction, I must attend!"

Having made up his mind, Lin Yifan signed up for the auction on the official auction website.

However, the requirements for participating in this auction were quite high; one needed to have a net worth of at least ten million, otherwise, the registration would be invalidated.

"It seems to be a high-profile auction; there will definitely be rare treasures on offer."

After muttering to himself, Lin Yifan began to fill out the required information.

Now that his net worth ran into several hundred million, he was not worried about qualifying to participate.

After completing the registration, he started to look at how the Witchcraft Palm technique was cultivated.

The Witchcraft Palm was an extremely toxic palm technique, and its cultivation method was something that not everyone could practice; because the very first step involved absorbing poison using Cultivation Power.

Only after one's palms were filled with poison could they proceed to the second step of cultivation.

"Damn! This palm technique is too tricky, and if I'm not careful and lose control, I could be poisoned and die; it's terrifying," Lin Yifan felt intimidated, but then something suddenly flashed through his mind— the deep blue "snake spirit" that had been absorbed by the black pearl inside the Snake Cave.

According to the "Witchcraft Secret Manual," a "snake spirit" itself is a form of intense poison, and the appearance of an embryonic-shaped poisonous snake inside it meant the toxicity had reached saturation, the most potent state.

Therefore, there should be a strong toxic gas in Lin Yifan's body; in other words, he had already completed the first step of the Witchcraft Palm technique.