What Bad Intentions Can I Have as a Casual Cultivator Selling Elixirs?

[Single heroine + alchemy + daily life] A very poor casual cultivator, a young ancestor who comes here every day to get pills Su Chen was on the fourth level of Qi Refining and had been running a stall in Qingyunfang City for three years. The price of spiritual grass has increased, stall fees have increased, and even the rent can hardly be paid. It's not that he's lazy - it's the way of the world. Good materials have gone into the warehouses of large sects, and casual cultivators have to snatch even the scraps. Fortunately, the master left behind a cunning method of alchemy. You can make decent elixirs without using any thousand-year-old magic grass or leftover materials. It tastes pretty good. People in the city said he was lucky. Only Su Chen himself knew that there were only so few resources in this world. The sect took away 90%, and the remaining 10% was taken by 10,000 casual cultivators. He doesn't want to rob, he just wants to refine his own elixir. Until one day, the young ancestor of Tianxuan Sect, who did not eat the fireworks of the world, squatted in front of his stall, took a rejuvenation pill, and said seriously: "The elixir you made is more delicious than the one in my sect." Su Chen was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Of course. What the sect is refining is medicine, and what I am refining is life."