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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 · Ost
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407 Chs

Chapter 77: Arrival

"It's already been a day, we can't wait any longer."

"We've inquired for news, and it seems there were traces of Purple Mist Sect disciples, maybe Brother Pei..."

"There are only three days left for the mission deadline, we must arrive on time."

In the dense forested mountain, teeming with the sounds of insects and birds, a group of several dozen riders were temporarily camped here.

As Su Jie listened to the disciples' clamor, he rotated the rabbit he was roasting in his hand, occasionally seasoning it.

"Come, see how my cooking is."

After dividing the roasted rabbit into three portions, Su Jie passed them to Gu Weonian and Chen Yun, who were sitting beside him.

"Brother Su, do you think Pei Haibing is really dead?"

Gu Weonian chewed on the rabbit meat, his eyes filled with a sense of relief.

If Pei Haibing were dead, then they wouldn't have to live in fear of retaliation from him ever again.