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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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Chapter 203: Parasite (Third Update)

Once everything was ready.

The sharp scalpel cut through the flesh, opened the chest cavity, revealing the vigorously beating heart inside.

"Forceps, please."

"Stop the bleeding!"

"How are the vital signs? Pay attention to the transfusion."

"The patient's vital signs are normal, no decreasing trend."

"Keep a close watch, don't be complacent, we only have this one specimen."

Sweat formed on Professor Rori's forehead as nurses by his side helped wipe it off. Age was one factor making it challenging to perform the surgery himself, but the tension of fearing a mistake that could waste the precious specimen was another.

It wasn't just Professor Rori who was tense; Mahat and Moritz outside the laboratory were also holding their breath, staring unblinkingly at the screen hanging on the exterior wall of the lab, which was broadcasting live everything happening in the surgery.

Professor Rori picked up the scalpel again and cautiously proceeded to operate on the heart.