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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 101: Friends (First Update)

Five days later!

In the early morning, near Insect Valley, amidst the swirling white fog.

Su Jie appeared here, with several nets placed on the ground, each containing fresh human-faced moths that the thousand-hand centipede had just captured from Insect Valley, all lively and squirming.

Whoosh whoosh!

The sky was filled with the sound of whooshing as the thousand-hand centipede rapidly descended from mid-air, its belly's pale corpse hands clutching the special trait nets, each full of newly captured human-faced moths, furiously gnashing their teeth and spitting acid.

"Eat up."

Su Jie patted the shell of the thousand-hand centipede, which had been gnawed pitifully by the human-faced moths, and reluctantly took out a low-grade poisonous insect from the Insect Control Bag to feed the centipede.

The thousand-hand centipede immediately opened its mouth and bit into the poisonous insect, chewing it thoroughly without waiting for it to struggle, savoring its meal.