However, if they knew the reason, they wouldn't think so.

Hearing Lin Yifan's request, An Qi quickly released his withered hand, no longer touching it.

Lin Yifan was now skin and bones, his bones fragile to the point he might truly have been hurt by her grip.

After separating their hands, Lin Yifan let out a sigh of relief. At that moment, seeing the curious gazes of everyone, he asked in an aged voice, "Cough, cough, why are you looking at me like that? Though I am no longer handsome, I am still a normal person, aren't I?"

"Mr. Lin, why did you ask Miss An Qi to let go with such an impatient tone?" Master Fu couldn't help but inquire.

"Cough, cough! Because... because my hand really hurts!" Lin Yifan's voice was somewhat frail. People of his age were just not as enduring.

This explanation, combined with Lin Yifan's current condition, might indeed be true; thus, everyone no longer pursued the matter.

Now that his body had become like this, Lin Yifan felt reluctant to meet people. To save An Qi, he had willingly allowed the black pearl to drain his life primordial; yet, these life forces could only help An Qi recover her damaged viscera, which seemed far too cheap a trade.

"Yifan, how do you feel now?" An Qi asked, curious yet concerned.

"Feels like I'm about to enter the Western Paradise." Lin Yifan replied disheartenedly.

Now, even breathing was extremely difficult for him, let alone surviving.

"Yifan, how can you speak like that? You definitely will get better and return to your former self!" An Qi said confidently.

"Right! Yifan, you definitely will get better, don't lose heart." At that moment, Zhou Jiajia also spoke up to encourage him.

"Recover? Get better?" Lin Yifan laughed.

To restore his youthful appearance, he needed to transform cultivation power into life primordial; converting cultivation power into life primordial was not easy—a cubic meter of cultivation power might only convert into a cubic centimeter of life primordial. Therefore, recovering his youthful appearance would require a tremendous amount of cultivation power.

And in the Secular World, where spiritual energy was scarce, it was difficult to absorb and refine large amounts of cultivation power; thus, he had no choice but to choose to absorb the mysterious power from An Qi's body to refine it. However, given An Qi's current frail condition, he dared not do so, leaving him resigned to his fate.

Additionally, his body was now frail, and his lifespan was nearly exhausted, guessing he couldn't hold on much longer.

"Yifan, why are you laughing? Can't you recover?" An Qi asked anxiously.

"I can't recover, cough, cough!" Lin Yifan mocked himself, then coughed twice more, gasping for breath.

"Why?" At that time, Zhou Jiajia and An Qi asked in unison.

Seeing the two women so concerned about Lin Yifan, everyone else began to suspect that both of them liked Lin Yifan.

Thus, An Qi's mother curiously asked, "Jiajia, do you also like Mr. Lin?"

She and Master Fu had been almost always in the hospital and hadn't been to the company much, so they were unaware of Zhou Jiajia's relationship with Lin Yifan.

"Like me? Why? I'm an old man, not long for this world." Lin Yifan knew Zhou Jiajia was currently in a difficult position to explain, so he helped her out.

Actually, his statement also had another unintended meaning—to let Zhou Jiajia give up on him and seek other happiness because he knew his time was near.

"Yifan! You are well now, why speak such inauspicious words?" An Qi didn't understand.

But since Lin Yifan had said so, there must be a reason; hence, she was genuinely afraid that Lin Yifan wouldn't last much longer.

"An old man at twilight, beset with illnesses, where am I well?" Lin Yifan retorted coldly.

"Anyway, I will definitely do everything I can to help you restore your appearance, believe me!" An Qi said firmly.

But even Lin Yifan, a cultivator, was not sure if he could save himself, so what could a common person like her possibly do?

Therefore, Lin Yifan laughed, "Heh heh!"

Only he knew how helpless that laugh was.

After the cold laugh, he spoke, "I'm tired, everyone go out. I want to be alone for a while!"

Seeing the fatigued and weak Lin Yifan, An Qi and the others tactfully left.

Knowing he had become like this, anyone would find it hard to accept; thus, he needed some time to adapt.

But, Lin Yifan had known he would end up like this; he mainly wanted to be alone to fully reflect on the past twenty-odd years of his life while he still had time.

When the room was finally empty, staring at the white ceiling, he gradually began recalling the events he had experienced over the years.

From his childhood until now; as he thought, a Sect suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that moment, he immediately became excited; perhaps only this Sect's elixirs could save his life.

The Sect that appeared in Lin Yifan's mind was Medicinal Saint Valley.

Medicinal Saint Valley was known for producing various elixirs, which surely contained many that harnessed cultivation powers; if he could obtain a large number of such elixirs, then perhaps he could successfully save his life, or at the very least, extend his lifespan. Once An Qi was healed, he could intermittently absorb the unique powers, and eventually, his appearance could be gradually restored.

But, where could he find such elixirs? He soon thought of a person—Zhong Hongyan. Perhaps only she could find these elixirs.

However, to purchase these elixirs from Zhong Hongyan, he would certainly need a lot of money; therefore, he could only trade the Hundred Steps Heart-Piercing Poison Antidote for money.

Thinking about how several days might have passed since the last auction ended, he didn't know whether those three clan members afflicted with Hundred Steps Heart-Piercing Poison had died yet; because his antidote could only ensure life for eight or nine days, no longer.

Thus, he immediately called Zhou Jiajia to ask how many days he had been unconscious.

"You have been unconscious for five days," Zhou Jiajia replied.

"Five days! That long?" Lin Yifan was shocked.

He thought he had only been unconscious for two or three days; he didn't realize it had been so long. At that moment, he really feared that those three poisoned clan masters might have already succumbed to the poison.

"Yifan! Why are you asking this?" Zhou Jiajia curiously inquired.

"It's nothing. Do you have your phone with you?" Lin Yifan asked.

"I do!" Zhou Jiajia answered.

"Then give me the phone," Lin Yifan urged.

He planned to call Su Qingqing to ask her to help enter the underground chamber to retrieve three Hundred Steps Heart-Piercing Poison Antidotes and auction them at the Ye Gui Xiang Auction.

Zhou Jiajia didn't hesitate to hand over the phone and then stood quietly to see what Lin Yifan was ultimately going to do.

However, the next moment, she was sent away by Lin Yifan.

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