Broke People Shouldn't Cultivate

After transmigrating into a cultivation world, Le Youxun shrinks down into a seven-year-old little dumpling. She gets another chance at life and can cultivate, but before she can even get excited, she’s tested and found to have five spiritual roots. “Our sect won’t even take a servant disciple with spiritual roots this poor.” Does that mean she’ll have to become a rogue cultivator? She trudges down the street with her head hanging low, when an elegant young man with an immortal air smiles at her sincerely. “I see you have five spiritual roots, but you seem quite suited to my tastes...” Before he can finish, Le Youxun throws herself at his leg. “Master! Your disciple is willing!” After successfully becoming his disciple, Le Youxun gradually discovers that her master is not only destitute, but also an incredible liar. He looks like a fine master, all in flowing white robes with an otherworldly air, but his storage bag is even cleaner than one after the Dust-Cleansing Spell. I’m running away from home! Lin Lan’s three questions: Why does raising a disciple cost so much? Why am I still this poor after recovering from my injuries? Where did all my spirit stones go? Before he met his little disciple, Lin Lan could just about keep up the appearance of a promising young talent who wasn’t short on spirit stones. After meeting her, he found he couldn’t even maintain the appearance anymore... Everyone: He looks so honest and straightforward. Who’d have thought he’d pinch every last spirit stone? Lin Lan: This isn’t pinching pennies. Saving spirit stones isn’t the same as pinching pennies, is it? Every spirit stone counts. You wouldn’t understand, since none of you have a disciple to support. Everyone: Could you stop sneaking things into your storage bag while you’re talking?