Xuanhuan: Who Let This Guy Become a Demonic Cultivator?

Shen Du, a thirty-year-old private equity partner who managed tens of billions, collapsed onto a conference table after working through three sleepless nights.

When he opened his eyes again, he had become the leader of a demonic sect.

The Heavenly Demon Sect had thirty-seven people, three low-grade spirit stones, and one pirated cultivation manual. In three days, five hundred people from the Righteous Alliance would come up the mountain to wipe them out.

The good news: he had bound himself to a Demonic Sect Development System.

The bad news: if the demonic sect was wiped out, the Host would be killed.

Shen Du looked at the three spirit stones in the account, then at the "Pyramid Scheme Brainwashing Method" in the System shop, and smiled for the first time since transmigrating.

Seventy-two hours? Plenty.

"Cultivate immortality for 9.9. Believe it or not?"

"Want to subscribe for the initial stock offering?"

"The Heavenly Demon shares are going public. Want to buy?"

"Elder of the Righteous Path, would you like to be our angel investor?"

Zhao Tiezhu: "Sect Leader, this is more demonic than demonic cultivation!"

System: "Host, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Li Daoxuan: "I'm a dignified elder of the Qingyun Sect. How did I become a shareholder in a demonic sect?"

Master Xuanji: "Demonic fiends, you dare go public right under my nose!"

While the Righteous Alliance was still preparing for its third siege, the Heavenly Demon Group had over ten thousand disciples, its shares had surged a hundredfold, and the righteous sects had all become subsidiaries of the demonic sect.

Standing atop the Heavenly Demon Tower, Shen Du looked toward the lights of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion and said softly:

"What's the fun in fighting and killing? These days, if you're going to do something, do capital management."

The cultivation world's greatest demon? No, its richest man.