Who in the Family Understands That Cultivating Immortality Is Fake!

The little beggar looked at the smelly elixir in front of him, and then at the smiling master beside him, with mixed feelings in his heart. The smell of the elixir was familiar to him, reminding him of the toilets on the street. He had some doubts, was he really cultivating an immortal? Why does it feel a bit fake! The master still kept a smile and said gently: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Eat quickly!"