"Is making medicine supposed to create such a commotion? Are you conducting chemical experiments at home, or are you refining illegal drugs?" The neighbors grew suspicious.

Recently, the news was often reporting on drug producers refining illegal substances in their own houses or rental properties, which naturally led them to make such an association.

"No! The clay pot used for boiling the medicine exploded; that's why it created such a big commotion," explained Lin Yifan, somewhat guiltily.

He felt that this group of doubtful tenants was about to burst into his rental house. Therefore, he kept his eyes fixed on the door handle at all times, preventing the tenants from opening the door and going inside.

"A clay pot explosion? I don't believe it; you must be refining drugs!" A tenant driven by a sense of justice accused.

However, this was actually motivated by self-interest, for reporting drug producers could lead to a substantial reward—an initiative set up by the Ministry of Public Security to encourage citizens to report more drug producers.

"Damn it, don't slander people, okay?" Lin Yifan was getting angry; he felt he was increasingly unable to dispel the tenants' suspicions.

"If you have nothing to hide, why don't you dare to open the door and let us take a look inside?" The neighbors challenged him on the spot.

Facing this question, Lin Yifan responded hesitantly, "Because... because it's messy inside, and I'm afraid you might accidentally get hurt."

He really couldn't think of any other excuse.

"Hmph! That excuse is too far-fetched and probably doesn't hold up at all. So, fellow neighbors, don't believe his explanation. Let's rush in together, catch the drug dealer, and hand him over to the authorities," someone shouted. Then, taking the lead, they reached out to grab the doorknob to open the door.

At that moment, Lin Yifan quickly grabbed the handle to prevent it from turning.

But this action only deepened the neighbors' suspicions, for only those with a guilty conscience would resist so vehemently.

Consequently, the other neighbors swarmed forward, pulling at Lin Yifan with a collective effort.

Instantly, Lin Yifan was subjected to a tremendous pulling force. However, to him, a cultivator, this was hardly a concern.

He stood firm like a tree, firmly gripping the ground, unmovable by their efforts.

The neighbors didn't understand why Lin Yifan could exert such great strength, so they quickly changed their strategy to pry his fingers from the doorknob.

Yet, this tactic still proved futile.

Out of options, they resorted to tickling him instead.

However, Lin Yifan's muscular body was not at all troubled by their scratching.

So, they resorted to threats, "If you don't let go, we're calling the police!"

Upon hearing the word "police," Lin Yifan hesitated, understanding that if the police came, he would still have to open the door; the result would be the same. So, he might as well let go and allow this group of suspicious neighbors inside; at least that way it wouldn't be blown up into a big news story.

After a moment of hesitation, he let go, allowing the group of neighbors to break in; next, he would endure a round of mockery.

The neighbors who flooded into the house immediately rushed into the kitchen to see for themselves.

The next moment, a large Pill Furnace appeared before their eyes.

"Uh... this..." They were at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

After glancing at the nearby herbs, they confirmed that Lin Yifan was not refining drugs, as those herbs were not poppies.

"Has this man gone mad? He's actually refining elixirs?"

"Hahahaha! There are really people in this world who believe in such magical things as elixirs? That's just hilarious!"

.....

Endless laughter assaulted him at that moment, but Lin Yifan had anticipated this scene and thus did not feel much anger.

"Are you all done watching and laughing? Then please leave quickly and don't impede my work!" Lin Yifan said with an iron-blue complexion.

"Young man! If you're sick, go to a hospital for treatment, don't believe those charlatan doctors; they'll get you killed," a well-meaning neighbor advised.

There were far too many swindlers in society, deceiving and harming many people, especially in rural areas, where their impact was even deeper; so they just hoped Lin Yifan wouldn't be like those foolish patients who believe in quack doctors' treatments.

"Alright, alright! I know what I'm doing! Just go now, I can't take this embarrassment," Lin Yifan urged.

He really didn't want the group of neighbors to stay in the kitchen a second longer; he had many secret things stored in there. If they were to be rummaged through, or worse, stolen, the loss would be substantial.

"Just remember not to refine anymore, and if you really don't have money for surgery, post your medical records and condition online, to seek help from kind-hearted people or foundations," a neighbor reminded him while leaving.

Honestly, some neighbors did have good hearts.

"Okay! Okay! Got it!" Lin Yifan replied while gently pushing the neighbors out the door and echoing their words.

After sending off these neighbors, he finally closed the door, returned to the kitchen, and continued to cool the pill furnace with an electric fan.

Dozens of minutes later, the pill furnace finally cooled down; at that moment, Lin Yifan eagerly lifted the lid and took out the elixir.

Soon, a gray pill appeared before him again; this time, the size and color of the elixir had changed slightly, being a bit larger and deeper in color than the previous one.

"The efficacy should be better than the last one."

After the excitement, Lin Yifan opened his mouth and swallowed the pill in one gulp.

Before long, another wave of coolness swept through his intestines, bringing him immense relief.

"I'm getting closer and closer!" Lin Yifan was incredibly excited.

This second attempt at refinement had almost brought him to the level of the antidote specified by his landlady, which pleased him greatly.

However, to completely remove the Intestine-Piercing Poison, this was far from enough. He had to delve deeper and take the refinement more seriously, not missing any of the medicinal properties of each ingredient.

Refining the pills twice had taken seven or eight hours; by this time, it was late at night, and Lin Yifan quickly tidied up and went to take a shower in the bathroom.

After washing away the sweat and scent of medicine from his body, he changed into new clothes, and then drove back.

After disappearing for a day last time, his landlady had already spoken to him about it; he feared that if he didn't return tonight, he would be called in for another talk; so it was better to go back.

After a few dozen minutes driving back to his rental room, he finally ended his day's journey and rested.

Today, the Tian Family from Capital City had already sent people to search for Lin Yifan. They first went to the Night Gui Xiang auction to demand Lin Yifan's personal information; however, Zhong Hongyan did not comply with their request; having no other choice, they had to station people in Guiyuan City, searching for Lin Yifan's whereabouts.

This person stationed in the city was a Cultivator of the Divinity Transformation Realm; if Lin Yifan were to encounter him, he would face unprecedented danger.

The next day, Lin Yifan went to work as usual, leading an ordinary life.

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