Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

'Might as well get familiar with it," David thought as he cautiously grabbed the ball with his hand.

It was really soft, almost as if he was touching a woman's breast. Shaking his head to clear unnecessary thoughts, he gently willed his mana to move towards the ball. Slowly and steadily, a gentle stream of mana started to flow towards it.

As soon as David's mana entered the ball, he felt he could manipulate it as if it were a limb. Without wasting time, he brought a chair out of his inventory and willed the Allheaven Canvas to merge with it. With a thought, the ball suddenly grew larger and covered the entire chair in the blink of an eye.

"Shrink..." David said slowly, intending to check the effectiveness.

Even before the words left his mouth, the chair shrank, becoming small enough to fit in his palm. The process was almost instantaneous, and if David hadn't stopped pouring mana, the chair would have gotten even smaller.

"Hmmm! Interesting."

David was impressed and poured more mana to check how small it could become. In the next moment, the chair completely disappeared in front of his eyes. Though invisible, he could still feel the chair's presence on his palm, albeit it had become microscopic.

"Enlarge!" he commanded.

With a thought, the chair became humongous, almost touching the roof. He had a feeling that with sufficient mana, the chair's size might eclipse the inn he was in.

The thought of how his opponents would feel when a small chair thrown in their direction suddenly became as large as a three-story building brought a smile to his lips.

David played with the Allheaven Canvas for a few minutes and had a good idea of how much mana to pump in for each meter of size adjustment.

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The terrifying efficiency made David shiver. If he poured all his mana into the Allheaven Canvas, the chair would reach a length of a thousand meters.

The weight alone would crush David, potentially killing him by his own weapon. Thankfully, his control over mana was godly, so such a situation would never happen.

Now familiar with the Allheaven Canvas, he placed the chair back into the inventory and the canvas disappeared into his body.

Next, it was time to look at the egg. There were many ways to hatch an egg, but the most effective was to supply mana and accelerate its growth. David gently took the egg out of the box and wondered what would come out of it.

"A dragon would be great," David thought, imagining himself atop a dragon and throwing chairs as big as buildings at his opponents from the sky. The thought alone excited him, but it was time to get back to work.

Several black tendrils of mana, thin as hair, emerged from David's hand and slowly started to enter the egg, nourishing it. The process continued for half an hour with no end in sight, causing David to frown. Even after doubling the mana supply, there seemed to be no effect.

After two more hours passed with no change on the egg's surface, David began to lose hope, thinking it might be a dead egg. Just as he was about to give up, a black spot started to emerge at the bottom of the egg. Motivated by the small change, David pumped in even more mana.

Unknowingly, it was already morning. Gentle rays of the sun peeked into David's room through the window, like a lover secretly meeting its partner.

After all this time, only one-third of the egg had turned black. Even David, with his monstrous amount of mana, started to feel exhausted and gave up, realizing it wasn't something that could be achieved in one day.

Just as David was about to rise from his sitting position, his face suddenly froze. A second ago, he had felt an unknown force passing through his room and stealing something from him. Although he couldn't tell what he had lost, he just knew it.

If it weren't for his high sensitivity, he wouldn't have noticed this strange phenomenon. David stood still, waiting for the feeling to return, but it didn't.

"What was it?" David couldn't stop himself from thinking. With his mind filled with questions, he got up.

"Mary and the others must have also felt it," he thought. After taking a deep breath, David calmed down and decided to ask the trio if they had felt anything.

In a nice, well-lit hall filled with people, David and the trio sat together at a rectangular table, a contemplative look on their faces. Ruby hadn't joined them, and David didn't bother forcing her.

"A strange feeling, hmm," Sebastian said, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "I don't seem to have felt anything."

"And you, Mary?" David took a sip from his steaming morning coffee and asked, raising one of his eyebrows.

After hearing David's question, Mary thought seriously for a moment before replying, "I didn't feel anything either." Her serious tone made David choose to believe her.

"Well, let's stay in this inn for some time and see if I get this feeling again," David decided after some consideration.

After finishing his coffee, David paid the inn to extend his stay by two weeks. Time continued to pass, and it was already the morning of the next day. David was sitting cross-legged in his room when he suddenly opened his eyes with a dark expression on his face.

The feeling came once again, this time he felt it even more clearly, unlike last time when he wasn't in a focused state.

David was sure, he had lost something again but he couldn't exactly tell what.

Time continued to flow like water and five days passed in blink of an eye.

On the morning of sixth day, David got up and sighed.

He had once again felt the same thing but he just couldn't tell what he was losing. Yesterday, he had even shared his insights with Mary and Sebastian but they seemed to be of no help.

The unknown force came with the rising sun silently and took away something from him.

David could only helplessly watch and do nothing about it.