Beitang Nuannuan watched her own grandma with a thoughtful expression and couldn't help but reach out her hand to cover her mouth.
The White-headed Grandma glanced at her coldly, and Beitang Nuannuan braced herself and said, "Grandma, I think cultivators should rely on themselves."
The White-headed Grandma pulled her hand down and rolled her eyes, "Such a fool, you still believe this. On the path of cultivation, there are so many dangers, elixirs and magical weapons are indispensable, and spirit beasts as well. Whoever has money is the boss, they can have anything they want! Unless you're a top demon, only people without money say relying on oneself is the best choice!"
Beitang Nuannuan: "Oh, Granny, can you provide everything for me on all fronts?"
The White-headed Grandma looked at her with the eyes of someone looking at a countryside bumpkin, "Your grandma here has prepared even the most expensive and rare top-notch array for you, truly inexperienced!"
