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Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Su Jie, capable of traveling between Blue Star and the Cultivation World, discovered that cultivation was just too difficult. Spirit Pills, Magic Artifacts, Pocket Worlds, and inherent comprehension—each was a mountain on the long road to immortality. Not until Su Jie found out that Demon Cultivators refined corpses by killing, extracted souls to cultivate fiends, and used fear as sustenance for their cultivation. Need souls to consecrate a Soul Summoning Banner? Get to know the pig farms that slaughter millions of pigs a year. Need human fear to cultivate fierce ghosts? Stock up on ghost houses, horror films, and horror games... Need fresh blood for Demon Techniques? Across the ocean, America is the world's largest grey market blood transfusion station... ...... Years later. "You devil, how many people have you killed? And you still have the face to call yourself a good person? Pah, today I shall act on behalf of heaven to mete out justice." The Tianyuan World's most beautiful person's eyebrows were furrowed with rage, as she stared at the terrifying Devil before her, enveloped in wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts parading on his Soul Banner, seated in a palace made of bones, she posed her soulful question. The Devil slowly stood up and pulled out a business card that read "Hua Country's Philanthropist of the Year / Founder of the World's Largest Chain of Ghost Houses / Owner of Blue Star's Largest Livestock Slaughter Business / Emerging Tycoon of the Entertainment Industry." "You see, I'm really not a devil, okay? Nowadays, who still uses such a lowly method as killing people to cultivate as a devil!"

Jade Brocade Sword · Eastern
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Chapter 22: Ghost City (Second Update)

Clack clack!

Xiao Chang had not died. He clasped his throat tightly with both hands, eyes bulging to the point of nearly bursting out of their sockets.

This action did not stop the violent retching; various items like fingernails, hair, dead fish, and rotten shrimp gushed out of his mouth, quickly gathering and forming a puddle on the ground.

Dong Hongtian clenched his teeth, struggling to endure the nausea and fear, wanting to help Xiao Chang.

Su Jie promptly pulled him back, shaking his head at him.

Splat!

The puddle beneath Xiao Chang seemed bottomless. His body flailed as he gradually sank down until the water completely submerged him, and the surface became calm again, leaving only a clump of hair and fish and shrimp floating on the floor.

On the street, the woman in white had vanished without a trace.

If not for the missing Xiao Chang and the clump of hair and rotten fish and shrimp on the ground, it would seem as if everything that had just occurred was only a dream.