Reborn, I am doing involution on Jinshan

The room was as quiet as a winter wilderness. Imperial Preceptor Yin Xiaoyao decided to take a bath. The warm water eased her exhaustion. She stepped out of the tub and dried herself off with a towel. She stood before the mirror, gazing at her reflection, her thoughts swirling. Steam hung in the air, making her figure appear hazy.

Suddenly, she sneezed, prompting her to quickly put on her pajamas and return to the living room, fully dressed. She checked the time and saw it was already past 11 o'clock. She returned to her bedroom, lay on her bed, and considered the original owner's pitiful savings, sighing again. She thought of her original self, who lived a life of luxury, with mountains of gold and silver guarded by dedicated personnel. She had never worried about money.

I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out.

The house her father, Deng Guojun, gave her for temporary residence was a small suite with only two bedrooms and a living room. It turned out that her biological parents had a younger brother besides her. This made the Deng family seem rather sparse.

The Deng family had long hoped to allow her to return to their family and recognize her ancestral roots. Although she had been separated from her family simply because she had wandered off as a child, the passage of time had inevitably created a certain insurmountable barrier within her, and she had therefore refused. Furthermore, her age limit made changing her status even more difficult. These two intertwined conflicts had brought many matters to a standstill, making even the slightest progress impossible.

She had already spent 1200 yuan on installing the smart door, and it was only after she had talked her heart out that the uncle who installed the door agreed to reduce the price by 150 yuan. Wouldn't it cost another 1000 yuan to buy a small electric scooter?

The original owner would probably cry when he came back, but this is all to protect the original owner's body, right?

After struggling for a while, she finally remembered the 10 yuan her sister-in-law had given her, and the bank card her father, Deng Guojun, had given her before he left. She had checked and found 3 yuan in it, and she had already transferred yuan to her own bank card. After thinking it over, the female master decided to use the money given by her father, Deng Guojun, first. After being deprived of parental love for so long, she felt no guilt in using it.

As for the fifty thousand, even though her sister-in-law said it was just pocket money for her, she always felt that their relationship was not worth fifty thousand, and spending such money made her feel uneasy.

She turned off her phone and placed it on a distant table. After a long struggle, Yin Xiaoyao couldn't come to a decision and drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she returned to the day of her transmigration. Before the alchemy furnace exploded, she saw herself placing a small bottle of the elixir, a treasure of heaven and earth, in her arms. It seemed as if it had traveled with her. She pondered where she had placed the elixir. It was a priceless treasure. A mortal could be resurrected and their lifespan extended by ingesting it. A cultivator could advance two levels of spiritual cultivation by ingesting it.

next day

Yin Xiaoyao was resting. Maybe she had overused her brain in her dream and she didn't wake up until 9 o'clock. She felt unwell and her temples were throbbing with pain. She calmed down, got up with a somersault, and went to wash up slowly. She was still thinking about where to put the elixir, the most precious treasure in the world.

Although some of my memories are fragmented, fortunately, the events in my dream were as clear and distinct as a movie.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, and her eyebrows raised slightly. She quickened her washing pace, hurried to the closet, and found the clothes she had worn during the soul exchange. Her excited hands trembled slightly as she reached into her trouser pocket, feeling for a round, hard object. She quickly pulled it out, revealing a small, drop-shaped medicine bottle. She quickly pulled out the cork, and a strong medicinal aroma filled her nostrils. There were 15 soybean-sized pills.

She was so happy that she wanted to dance and sing, and was thinking in her mind how to use these elixirs to make money.