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Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

David thought he would live a normal life when he awakened the banking system at the age of 18. However, fate seemed to have something else in store for him as his life turned upside down when following the death of one of his loyal client, a shiny window popped up in front of him. [Regretfully! You lost one of your clients today. However, the Bank of Eternal Origin can never suffer a loss. Even if he died, the client will have to pay back somehow, therefore his soul was captured. You now have the following options, keep in mind that you can only choose one. 1 - Extract Client's Crystallion of Life (Money Talks, Grade - Uncommon) 2 - Extract Bryan's memories from his birth till his death. 3 - Any item that client owned in his lifetime. 4- Do Nothing, let the compound interest do its thing and decide again when the Client dies in his next life. Please note as capturing the soul and imprisoning it requires a large amount of mana because of which you only have two hours left to make a choice.] ------------------++ castle = one extra chapters for a week.

tjjfche · Fantasy
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210 Chs

Clear heart fruit

Hundreds of cultivators gathered below suddenly made a mad dash toward the trees, each of them with a ruthless expression on their faces.

At that moment, a single heart-shaped fruit filled with multi-colored runes started to fall toward the ground.

After watching this scene, the hearts of the cultivators present tightened, and their expressions turned even more determined.

The fruit was lower than expected; there were supposed to be at least ten fruits.

At this time, a voice filled with unprecedented tyranny echoed through the surroundings: "No one will move. If I see anyone moving, I will chop their head off their shoulders."

Just as the bearded man finished speaking, a fist-sized hole appeared on his forehead, and he fell to the ground like a broken doll.

In the next moment, the cultivators who couldn't fly ruthlessly walked over his dead body, paying no attention to his earlier words.