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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 · Fantaisie
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Bow down

Hearing her words, David frowned and didn't understand what she was trying to say.

"Bow down to whom?"

He wasn't someone who was rigid. David could adjust to the circumstances and bow if there was a Great Unity Paragon here.

David immediately thought and looked at the three of them carefully, afraid of missing any details.

But even after close scrutiny, he didn't find anything particularly interesting about these beings other than the fact that they were at the Void Refining Realm.

Seeing that even after her warning, David still hadn't bowed, Red Lotus frowned.

She was just about to reprimand him when Governor Surf Noir spoke.

"No need for the formalities, geniuses don't bow to anyone." The Governor laughed and spoke while looking at David's figure closely.

However, David didn't take his words at face value; he could notice dissatisfaction expertly hidden in the man's eyes.