Jade Brocade Sword

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!"

Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon!

Fifty thousand Chan Country soldiers found themselves in a desperate situation with no ammunition and no food.


Those who could be sent to the front line to confront the Jieke Group were the most capable veteran units of the Chan Country Government.


But even the most capable units, faced with a lack of food, water, and exhausted ammunition,


would inevitably head towards defeat, whether they were a modern army or an ancient one.


Within the trenches of Jinlao Mountain, a short figure rolled in, clutching two struggling field mice in his left hand, his dark face brimming with a smile.


"Old Pu, Tangerine, Ah Feng, everyone come over quickly, look what good stuff I've caught."


Duwa excitedly held up the field mice, but the joy on his face didn't last for more than a few seconds. Upon seeing the sorrowful mood of his comrades in the bunker, he seemed to understand something.


Chapter 239: Swallowing Ji State (Second Update)