I'm Really Scared of Poverty

Senior sister: Hey, Li Xiuwei, that's not how you take the elixir. Just one pill is enough. What do you mean by cutting it into more than a dozen parts? It's too economical. Li Xiuwei: I am studying how to divide an elixir equally using only a knife and feeling. Headcatcher: That's not how Lingbao is used. Instead, you kill the monster once and then put it away. Li Xiuwei: I'm just afraid that if I kill the monster, my spiritual treasure will be damaged, and the monster is about to die, so I'll kill it. Catcher: Damn it, that is a monster that has been listed in the list of heavenly tribulations. Even if it is about to die, it is not something that your body-forging realm can kill. No matter how expensive the spiritual treasure is, it is better than being injured. Martial Ancestor: Li Xiuwei, you are the Lord of the Eight Wastelands. You can't buy anything you want with money. You don't want your life. If you dare to fight against the rolling thunder, that nine-tailed spirit fox is more important than your life. Li Xiuwei: My family is short of a white ten-thousand-year-old spiritual pet, and I don't want to spend spiritual stones to buy it because I'm really scared of poverty.