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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 · Oriental
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293 Chs

Chapter 183: Contract Ghost (Fourth Update)

"Wait, I am your husband."

Su Jie immediately corrected himself, while taking a step back.

Unexpectedly, Han Ruyan also took a step forward.

As Su Jie spoke, the blood dripping from his forehead began to slowly seep into the space between Han Ruyan's eyebrows.

"My husband!!!"

The next moment, Han Ruyan took Su Jie's hand, and the clothes he wore transformed into the festive ancient wedding attire. The palm Han Ruyan held felt like touching a block of ice, devoid of any human warmth.

Su Jie's mouth hung open, not expecting things to go so smoothly.

As the blood infiltrated Han Ruyan's forehead, a red phoenix crown and brocade robe wedding dress fluttered within Su Jie's sea of consciousness, and he successfully bound a contract with the Ghost Bride, Han Ruyan.