Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

Thud!

"Let's begin." Old First appeared inside David's spiritual sea and muttered with unconcealed ecstasy in his voice.

He was surrounded by dark fog as far as his eyes could see.

Old First was like a little bulb in the sea of darkness.

Finally, the moment that he had been waiting for.

All the suffering was worth it; now he was going to be finally free.

He wouldn't be trapped inside this godforsaken place anymore.

Old First started to feel emotional and couldn't handle the surge of emotions he was feeling.

The spiritual space was the same as he remembered from countless experiments.

He held some expectation in his heart, thinking a king-level talent might be different.

But, thinking about it further, it was to be expected.

As the human hadn't even cultivated properly and had just started refining his body.

He had to quickly move toward the center and merge with space in order to take over the body perfectly.

Without wasting time, Old First started to move forward.

However, after some time, his blob flashed in puzzlement.

The further he moved toward the center, the rate at which mana was increasing was abnormal.

Soon, he started to feel a terrifying suction force, and the mana around him was so dense that Old First felt suffocated.

"Why hasn't he exploded already?" Old First thought in shock.

A cultivator at the Body Refining Realm wasn't supposed to have this much mana. Hell, from what he knew, even some Golden Core experts didn't have such a high concentration of mana.

Although Old First was under an attractive force, it wasn't such that he couldn't resist. As a thousand-year-old spirit, he could easily resist some pressure.

Just as Old First moved some meters ahead, the pressure suddenly multiplied enormously.

Old First started to have trouble even floating properly.

"Hmph! If you think just this is going to stop me, then think again." Old First's blob suddenly shone with bright light, and the pressure he was feeling lessened by a huge margin.

At this point, all around him was black fog that looked like it would liquefy at any point.

Old First persisted and kept moving forward.

If it was any other sane being, they would have given up because of the abnormal circumstances. But because of the situation Old First was in, he couldn't think properly.

After all, his goal was right in front of him.

It was difficult to give up when you have planned and waited for so long and climbed ninety-nine steps, but suddenly at the hundredth step, someone told you that you can't move forward.

In most cases, you would generally ignore the advice.

In the next moment, the pressure that was bearable suddenly multiplied by thousands.

Old First's blob was like a little wooden boat swept away in a raging ocean. He lost control of his body and was pulled by the attractive force at an insane speed.

In just a moment, he appeared under a black and white symbol that was rapidly spinning like a vortex, spewing black fog inside the spiritual space.

The black fog around the symbol had liquefied, shown by the little black rivers flowing in the air.

"What is this thing?" Old First roared and tried his best to stop himself from rushing toward the symbol.

But no matter how much he tried, his efforts were in vain. It was like throwing a bucket of water on the sun, hoping to cool it down.

Utterly moronic and beyond comprehension.

Soon, his body was swallowed by the vortex, leaving no trace behind.

Just like that, he died, and no one would ever know why.

If he had been only cautious enough, his fate might have been completely different.

After Old First was torn to shreds, David woke up feeling refreshed.

He felt as if he had suddenly grown stronger. The world around him seemed more colorful, and his vision seemed to have improved once again.

He could even see the little pores on Sophie's face, who was lying hundreds of meters away from him.

Then David's eyes fell on the blob of light around Sophie.

As soon as his gaze landed on the blob of light, David's eyes opened wide in surprise.

The laziness he was feeling instantly disappeared like smoke.

"Where did that bastard go? And why had I fallen asleep?"

David suddenly had tens of questions in his head. The last thing he remembered was that the blob of light had suddenly disappeared, and he didn't know anything after that.

"Old First, how do you feel?" Old Second seemed to have noticed David's strange behavior and moved toward him.

"Why did you do that to Old Third? After all, he was one of us." Old Second's voice was filled with a tinge of anger.

Although Rick had failed, he was still someone with whom Old Second had spent a considerable amount of time. They could be considered brothers.

Hearing his words, David understood what was going on, so he played along.

"It was necessary; he had gone too far." David spoke in a regretful voice.

He turned his head and looked at the place where a pool of red liquid was, his gaze filled with guilt.

"But still…" Old Second wanted to retort, but in the end, he fell silent.

"Enough! Let's not talk about it anymore." David resolutely spoke in a voice that had no room for argument. After speaking, he walked in the direction of Sophie and Old First.

Hearing David's words, Old Second didn't say anything more and moved over Sophie's head.

David didn't know what the guy was going to do, but he had no way of stopping him. He might as well just see what he was trying to do.

However, that didn't mean he was going to slow down.

But just as Old Second touched Sophie's forehead, something unexpected happened.

Impossible!

Old Second yelled in an incredulous voice; he wasn't able to enter her spiritual space.

Not giving up, he tried again, but the result was the same. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't enter.