There Is a Grocery Store on the Horizon

Lin Xiaoyu's parents died when he was young and he was raised by his black-hearted aunt. Parents' relics? Snatch and sell; A small gold bracelet? Pull it down and take it away; Grocery store? Overthrow and rebuild, eh? Why did it come out again the next day? Push again, come out again? It doesn't matter, then just build the back; Don't hand over the money you made? Then I'll sell you too... Lin Xiaoyu: "Goldfinger? I have a bunch of them, old man? I picked one from the graveyard to make do with it. Space? Does it count if my mother left a pavilion of all things? Talent? Does soul cultivation of the Holy Body count? I have a bunch of spirit beasts... But... Why do I still live so miserable?" There is some luck and bad luck on her body, let's see how a mortal orphan girl breaks into the sect. Others are serious about cultivating, but I only want to rebel and sell goods (the master of the pavilion is also a humble worker).