Transmigrated as Investment Banker in Cultivation world

The first thing that David noticed after entering the Bald Monk Wine Shop was its flashy interior.

Compared to its outer appearance, which was relatively average and made out of cheap materials, the interior was filled with shining materials that screamed wealth.

The space inside was large enough to fit hundreds of people at once and still have some room left.

While David was busy gawking at the surroundings, a waiter dressed in long white robes approached him with a gentle smile on his face.

The waiter did a complete ninety-degree bow and uttered the same words that he had repeated hundreds of times before.

"Welcome, esteemed customer, to Bald Monk Wine Shop."

David didn't return the waiters bow as he didn't feel the need to do it and only calmly nodded.

Moreover, David's focus was on the waiter's head, which seemed to be shining brighter than the sun.

"Give me a bottle of Four Seasons wine," David requested in a plain voice.

The waiter didn't seem to mind David and politely nodded at his words, leading him to one of the empty rectangular tables.

"Please wait, esteemed customer, while I bring your bottle of wine." After saying those words, he gracefully left, leaving David alone with his thoughts.

David also didn't wait and sat down on the stone chair lying beside the table.

As soon as he sat down on the chair, David felt a cold but at the same time slightly warm sensation coursing through his entire body.

And in the next moment, all the unnecessary thoughts that were popping in David's mind disappeared.

"Oh! This chair seems to have a calming effect on my mind," David thought while glancing at the cultivators sitting some distance away from him with peaceful expressions on their faces.

He patiently waited for the waiter while enjoying the calming sensation; it felt as if he was getting a massage.

David didn't have to wait for long as barely a minute later, the waiter came back while holding a bottle made out of flaming red crystals in his hands.

"Forgive me for keeping you waiting for so long, esteemed customer." After saying those words, the waiter gently placed the bottle in front of David.

David was pleased by the quality service of the shop, and in the next moment, he asked the question that was on his mind.

"Anyway, what are these chairs made of?" David asked and at the same time grabbed the bottle and brought it closer to his nose.

A weird aroma similar to rotten apples instantly assaulted David's nose.

The smell caused David's nose to twitch intensely; he was not expecting the wine to smell so bad.

But because of the wine's resounding reputation, David managed to stop himself from throwing it away.

Just as he was about to take a small sip, the waiter spoke. "As this is your first visit, you can enjoy the wine without paying for it."

After saying these words, the waiter didn't stay for long and left; there were other customers that he needed to attend to.

David, on the other hand, was looking at the waiter's back in confusion.

"How did he know that this is my first time here?"

The world was vast; he could have visited the Bald Monk Wine Shop somewhere else.

So how did the waiter speak with such certainty in his voice?

However, before David could continue thinking, his line of thoughts was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Oh, my taste buds! Is this the wine that you were praising?"

A man dressed in golden robes sprayed the wine on his companion's face and spoke with an ugly expression on his face as if he had just drunk horse piss.

"This is truly shit compared to the coffee sold by The Bank of Eternal Origin," the golden-robed man continued after throwing the bottle on the floor.

The commotion attracted not only David's attention but all of the people present in the shop.

Some had never heard about the Coffee nor the Bank of Eternal Origin, so they had confusion written all over their faces.

At this time, a couple of bald waiters rushed towards the golden-robed man's table and asked with polite expressions, "Esteemed customers, damaging the shop's property is a great offense. Please calm yourselves down."

The young man, after hearing this, seemed to turn furious. "Are you kidding me? Do you really expect me to drink such shitty wine?"

Hearing the golden-robed man's words, a forced smile appeared on his companion's face, and he screamed in his head, "Young Master, are you trying to get us banned?"

David, on the other hand, watched this scene with interest and muttered in a low voice, "Hmm! The bank is finally starting to gain some reputation."

After hearing the young man's words, David was extremely pleased in his heart.

The more famous the Bank became, the more he was going to earn.

So it was a win for him.

The atmosphere inside the shop had turned slightly heated with customer discussions. The shop's regular customers shook their heads in dismissal after hearing the golden-robed young man's claim.

"This man is really talented in lying with a straight face," an old man who had long exhausted his potential spoke with understanding.

"If this young man's words are true, I will run around the settlement naked for five days," a hot-blooded cultivator swore.

"Heck, not to say anything about running naked, if this man's words are really true, I will..." However, before this random customer could finish his words, his friend hurriedly made him shut up.

The opinion was divided.

Many in the past had tried to come up with their own version of Four Seasons wine, but none could match its effect.

Four Seasons wine was a true time-tested masterpiece with an unshakable position.

At this time, a relatively old monk with big wrinkles on his face suddenly appeared in front of the golden-robed man.

Some customers seemed to have recognized the old monk and excitedly said, "The golden-robed man is in serious trouble."

Even David, who was watching the drama with rapt attention, frowned.