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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 3: Greed

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About fifteen minutes later, unimpeded, Su Jie's slave trading ship broke through the encirclement.

Bodies were floating on the river surface, most of them were human slaves, with a portion being cultivators, belonging to both Right and Evil factions.

The corpses were carried by the river downstream and hadn't sunk yet for quite a while.

On the slave trading ship, some of the surviving disciples paid no mind to their wounds, hurriedly running to the gunwale to salvage the bodies, snatching valuable magic artifacts, talismans, and elixirs from them.

Splash.

Several figures jumped into the river, swimming towards the bodies in the distance.

Many disciples had been impoverished for too long and couldn't restrain their greed, oblivious to the fact that they were still on the battlefield.

"It's Mr. Gu."

Chen Yun pointed at the surface of the water, the one swimming towards the bodies to salvage them was actually Gu Weonian.