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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 · 東方
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358 Chs

Chapter 14: Flight (4th Update)

In the fierce struggle of the Evil Eye Thunder Worm, the Thousand-Handed Centipede swallowed it whole, engulfing it entirely into its stomach.

After chewing briefly, this taste, unlike that of the Blue Star Poison Insects, was as rich as comparing plain steamed buns and thin porridge to a full Manchu Han Imperial Feast. The Thousand-Handed Centipede was extremely excited and swiftly rushed toward the next Low-Grade poisonous insect.

The cries of the insects incessantly echoed underground.

No matter how much the Low-Grade poisonous insects resisted, it was futile before the Mid Grade Three Refinements Thousand-Handed Centipede, which could only obediently become its food.

Visibly, the body of the Thousand-Handed Centipede began to grow.