Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

Not far away from the place where David's bank was situated.

In a highly luxurious building made entirely from white marble an important meeting was taking place.

Sitting on a throne made of unknown material a man with broad shoulders and and hair that reached below his waist was looking into the distance without any emotion.

Anyone who was living in the Deadwood city for enough time knew who this man was, the leader of Black Horse trading company Clio.

His story was a classical one, rising from rags to riches within a span of a single decade.

Contrary to the calm and uncaring appearance of the Clio.

A man fearfully looked at Clio while holding a piece of paper. The uncomfortable silence was causing the man to shiver. The back of the man was drenched in cold sweat.

"So you're telling me someone else took the property that I was eyeing for."

Clio suddenly spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse as If he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"B~Boss! Please forgive me. I …" The man realised what awaited him next. In desperation he started to beg for forgiveness.

Swoosh!

Suddenly, Clio disappeared from his throne and appeared in front of the man like a ghost. With a single hand he grabbed the man's throat and lifted him up in the air.

"Let me tell you something. If I don't get the property in three days, you wouldn't have to worry about your daughter going to the Deadwood academy ."

When Clio said those words his eyes turned slightly reptilian. After saying those words he threw the man to the side and muttered in a low voice.

"Bank of Eternal Origin…hmm interesting."

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David wasn't just randomly moving, he decided to visit the store of the middle aged men that he had visited a few days before.

He had a gut feeling that the place might give some clues.

David followed the direction from his memories and arrived at the familiar looking shop.

Unlike before the shop was filled. With people going in and coming out one after the other.

David was also able to find the shopkeeper sitting on the counter while haggling with a young lady similar to his age with a calm expression on his face.

The young lady was dressed in a green gown covering her entire body except her milky hands. She pointed her finger in one corner of the room and said something which David wasn't able to hear. Strands of her black hair danced in front of her forehead as she haggled with the shopkeeper.

The scene was quite mesmerising. Some of the men were intently looking at this scene with strange looks in their eyes. While the women looked at it with a tinge of jealousy in their eyes.

David didn't directly approach the shopkeeper but scanned the shop looking for clues.

He ignored everything else and directly moved to the corner where he was able to find a bookshelf.

He started picking books one by one.

"History of the Blackthorn Empire."

"How Great cultivator Rexton discovered the principle behind teleportation."

"Why is the city named Deadwood city?"

"How to survive in Deadwood forest."

"You failed to enter Deadwood Academy, Now what?"

David raised his eyebrows at the names of the books. The author really knows how to name their books.

He was interested in every book that he came across but strangely there wasn't any book dealing with cultivation.

The bookshelf was filled with books of myriad topics ranging from strange topics explaining how to drink water, to the incomprehensible topic such as where to find Dystopian Dragon.

David had no ideas what a Dystopian Dragon was.

After some time he decided to pick a book that he found suitable and walked toward the middle aged shopkeeper.

Fortunately, he was just in time as the shopkeeper had just finished dealing with the young lady who was grinning from ear to ear while counting the number of spirit stones that she had received from the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper seems to have recognised David and smiled at him.

David realised that and smiled back in courtesy while placing the book that he wanted in front of him.

"1,000 spirit stones!"

The shopkeeper looked at the book lying on the counter and quoted a price with a serious face.

Hearing the shopkeeper's words David almost fell down.

"1,000 spirit stones for a book." David inwardly cursed while trying to maintain a poker face.

However, the shopkeeper seemed to have understood his thoughts and smiled amicably at him and spoke while laughing.

"Ha ha ha.. you think I am taking advantage of you.

"Do you even know, it is one of the books authored by General Bikali when he was young."

By the way, the young lady seemed to have done counting her money and heard the shopkeeper 's words.

"Country Bumpkin." She looked in the direction of David and disdainfully commented before walking away.

She seemed quite proud and raised her head a little higher.

However David paid no heed to her words but he made a mental note of her.

David just placed a pouch containing 1000 spirit stones in front of the shopkeeper that he had prepared earlier.

"Here you go."

The shopkeeper smilingly said and gave the book to David.

"Ahem! Shopkeeper.."

"I wanted to ask if you have any cultivation techniques."

David politely said and expectantly looked at the shopkeeper.

"Oh! Cultivation technique. Unfortunately, the merchants of lower city can't sell cultivation techniques. It's prohibited by the government."

"However, if you want to buy one you can always try your luck in the upper city."

The shopkeeper added in the end after some thought.

"There is no restriction in the upper city?"

David asked while frowning.

The shopkeeper just nodded at his words, and didn't have the time to elaborate further as he couldn't keep his customer waiting for long.

David thanked the shopkeeper and hurriedly left while carrying the book with him.

He tried to look for the lady in a green gown. However, she was nowhere to be found.

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