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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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497 Chs
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Chapter 1: Fierce Power

Su Jie was shocked.

No wonder the journey back had been so calm, they were waiting to strike with force.

Before one could speak, the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples, who were still feasting on the deck, were caught off guard and killed.

Twenty meters away from Su Jie's Slave Trading Ship was the attacking twin-sailed fast ship.

On the opposing deck, seven or eight disciples clad in white Sun Moon robes and wearing purple-gold crowns spat out a sword pill each, which transformed into sparkling cold three-foot Flying Swords.

In a swooshing sound, several disciples were slain on the spot, their bodies severed.

They were disciples from the Golden Sword Sect, a sect skilled in controlling Flying Swords.

There was also a group of disciples with blue facial paintings, who, while manipulating spells, stepped on the bursting waves of the Golden Sand River, advancing step by step toward the Slave Trading Ship.