Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

Meanwhile, in one of the rooms, a man dressed in luxurious clothing looked at the board in front of him with a contemplative expression on his face. His long blonde hair was neatly tied together in a ponytail.

"Hey! Are you listening?" Andrew spoke with a worried look on his face.

If outsiders were to see his worried appearance, they would surely be surprised. After all, he was a big shot. What could even make him feel worried?

"If I move the pawn one step ahead, I will win."

After listening to Andrew's voice, the blonde-haired man automatically nodded without even thinking. "Yeah, yeah, I know."

After hearing his voice, Andrew exploded in anger. "You bastard! I am talking about an important topic." He pointed his finger at the blonde-haired man in front of him while gritting his teeth. He was annoyed by this man's attitude and couldn't understand who had even made him the City Lord.

The blonde-haired man paid no heed to Andrew's words, completely ignoring him and continuing what he was doing earlier. "Ke ke ke... Andrew, you were too full of yourself. Now taste defeat at my hands," he spoke with a voice full of confidence.

Listening to his words, the Sect Master of North River Sect, Andrew Fate, calmed down. It was his own mistake to think this bastard would take anything seriously. If he did, he wouldn't be here; he would be sitting on the Blackthorn Empire throne. The blonde-haired man in front of Andrew was the Lord of Deadwood City, Prince Klaus Blackthorn.

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Once thought to be next in line to the throne of the Blackthorn Empire.

At this time, the Deadwood Academy principal's voice echoed outside. Hearing the voice, Andrew was surprised and spoke in an astonished voice. "Even the old fogey is here."

"If the claims of the Allison family are correct, I am afraid Sithian won't be able to sit still. They are already feeling threatened at the pace at which we are expanding. I'm afraid..." However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the careless-looking blonde man, who got up from his seat and walked towards the window.

"You think I care?" When Klaus spoke those words, his voice was unnaturally calm, as if he didn't care about Sithian and the threat they posed. Andrew was once again angered by the sudden interruption. Unlike the last time, he didn't explode. In fact, he calmly stated, "Moreover, there are rumors going around that someone has managed to awaken a king-level Crystallization of Life."

"Don't worry too much. If they were really that capable, they wouldn't have lost Deadwood City in the first place." Klaus downplayed the situation once again.

In the end, Andrew sighed and didn't say anything more. It was his duty to advise him as a friend, and if he didn't want to listen, it was his choice. But he could understand Klaus' thinking. After all, they had completely defeated the Sithian in the last major war and took over Deadwood City. But Andrew could see something Klaus couldn't.

Andrew looked at the ceiling of the room, and in his gaze, hundreds of threads twisted together in one place appeared, looking extremely complicated. Given his attainment in the Concept of Fate, this was not a good sign.

At this time, after hearing voices filled with doubt, Kylie charmingly smiled and announced in a confident voice, "We have foreseen such a situation and therefore have invited Mr. Robert Green today."

"Oh my god, am I hearing things?" some shouted in shock. Everyone in the city knew about the Miracle Maker, Robert Green. He was someone who never left his lab, so their shock was understandable.

"Robert Green, the famed alchemist from the Society of Enlightened."

At this point, the eyes of some intelligent people started to shine. They didn't believe in the Allison family's words, but if Alchemist Robert was here, then it was most likely true. After all, the Allison family wouldn't dare call Robert if they didn't have complete confidence.

At this time, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked on the stage. He was dressed in a dirty white robe filled with stains. As soon as he appeared, the hall was filled with a nauseous smell of medicine and chemicals.

"Ahhh! Ahem! I'm really getting old." The young man opened his mouth to speak, but the voice that came out was slightly hoarse, as if he hadn't used it for a very long time. His words were really contrasting with his appearance; he looked like a youth in his twenties but spoke like an old man.

"Gentlemen! You can completely trust what they are saying. I have personally tested the product, and it is 100 percent effective." Compared to the crowd, the shock Robert felt when the Allison family had placed the can in front of him was huge. As an alchemist, it was difficult for him to believe something that didn't contain mana could be so miraculous.

The crowd instantly nodded at his words, and all their doubts melted away like snow. Although some were still skeptical, they trusted Robert. If they didn't trust him, then who would they trust? And their remaining doubt would be erased once they got their hands on the can.

"He is Robert Green?" David spoke in confusion. He had heard about Robert when he was trying to find a way to break through to the Foundation Building Realm. Most of the Enlightenment Pills in circulation were refined by him.

"Don't judge him by his appearance. He is more than 300 years old." After seeing the doubt in David's eyes, Ryan Allison spoke in a friendly manner.

"I seem to have underestimated the development of this world," Mary looked at Robert Green in the distance and muttered. There was still hope.

"Now that everyone's questions have been answered, let's begin. The starting price will be 500,000 spirit stones, and each bid must be 50,000 higher than the last."

With those words, another blood-pumping battle began.