Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

Eternal Dream City.

It was one of the biggest cities in the Eternal World, filled with skyscrapers that seemed to pierce the navy-blue sky.

For a moment, David felt like he was back on Earth. The place looked too familiar as he slowly followed behind Grandmaster Ron.

However, there was one thing that differed from the modern cities of Earth: the streets were completely empty, with not a single motorbike or car in sight.

Hell, it was even harder to find a person on the road.

Even after walking for ten minutes straight, he had barely encountered anyone.

At this time, Grandmaster Ron glanced at David's figure from the corner of his eye and once again repeated his words, "Why don't we teleport to the Martial Arts headquarters…"

However, before he could complete his sentence, David spoke in a cold voice, interrupting him.

"Old man, if you repeat your words again, I will leave and not participate," David said, his expression difficult as if the old man were forcing him to do something disgusting.

After hearing David's words, Grandmaster Ron could only give up and sigh.

He couldn't understand why David refused to teleport.

After all, teleportation was as easy as breathing to the natives of the Eternal World.

In the end, Ron shook his head. There were all sorts of weirdos in the Eternal World doing things as they wished.

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Life in the Eternal World was all about full filling the passions in your heart. People did whatever they wanted to do, and no one could force them to do anything else.

The concept of forcing someone to do something didn't exist.

Even if they wanted to force someone, how would they do it?

Threaten them with death? How laughable!

It wasn't that David wanted to waste time walking; it was just that he had no choice in the matter since he couldn't teleport like Ron.

Therefore, he could only walk calmly.

David and Grandmaster Ron slowly walked through the empty streets of Eternal Dream City, passing skyscrapers, each taller than the last.

Some were so tall that David couldn't even see their ends.

Grandmaster Ron noticed David's actions and said with a plain face, "These weirdos are always building these stupidly tall towers."

His words were filled with pity. Ron truly felt bad for them—if they had so much free time, why didn't they pursue the noble path of a martial artist, not realizing the same words could also be said about him.

The distance between where David lived and the Martial Arts headquarters was huge. It was going to take some time before they could reach it.

At this time, David was lost in thought. Walking beside him, Ron threw punches and kicks in the air as if he were fighting an imaginary opponent.

Truly, he was crazy about martial arts.

David had only agreed to the Grandmaster's request after thinking for some time.

When he realized that killing these natives could increase the growth of his Crystallization of Life, David was tempted to massacre everyone in sight.

But he had to suppress these thoughts. If he really did that, he would die a brutal death.

The natives were immortal, while he was not.

Although he might be able to overpower them for a moment with his cultivation, it wouldn't last long.

Given how hight tech everything looked they might just nuke him to death.

He couldn't risk it until they had secured a void stone.

While David was thinking, the blue sky was suddenly covered by golden clouds.

David looked at this phenomenon in wonder. This was the first time he had seen such strange clouds. Even in the Pandora World, the clouds looked normal.

Unlike David, whose face was filled with curiosity, Grandmaster Ron frowned while looking at the sky.

"What are you looking at? Let's teleport—you don't want to get caught in the rain, do you?" Grandmaster Ron hurriedly said. He didn't seem to like the rain.

Grandmaster Ron's eyes flashed as he thought, "Now how will you pretend, you brat?"

To avoid the rain, David will have to use teleportation.

"Why are you worried about it just raining…" Before David could even complete his sentence, the clouds flashed with golden light.

David was able to see something like stones appearing in the sky in large numbers, starting to fall toward the ground.

He hurriedly ran toward one of the buildings to take cover. Ron also followed behind him.

Of course, these stones posed no threat to David, but they could definitely expose his identity as a cultivator.

In the next moment, stones big as an infant's fist fell from the sky like rain.

"No way!" David shouted in his head in disbelief. He finally identified what was falling from the sky.

Spirit stones were falling from the sky in large numbers; it was literally raining money at this moment.

Moreover, given Ron's expression, which remained unchanged all this time, it could be said that this phenomenon was natural and common.

David was suddenly at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

Some time ago, he was struggling to save up a few spirit stones so that he could finally lease a building and begin his cultivation journey.

All of his struggles seemed worthless.

In a couple of minutes, small mountains of spirit stones had formed on the wide road.

But the rain showed no signs of stopping.

David waited, watching this strange phenomenon in amazement.

Ron was also forced to wait because of him.

It was only ten minutes later that the rain finally stopped.

The streets were filled to the brim with shiny stones.

There were at least hundreds of millions of spirit stones lying in the streets, and no one seemed interested in them—except for David, whose eyes were filled with greed.

He couldn't wait to rush outside and full his storage ring with these spirit stones. However, he couldn't do that in the presence of Ron, he had to do something about him first.

In the next moment, he moved and arrived near Ron. Without saying anything, David directly punched him in the head.

The force of the punch was too much for Grandmaster Ron's head; in the next moment, his skull exploded like a watermelon, with brain matter flying everywhere.