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!

"What, the prisoners have been rescued? You bunch of trash, what use is feeding you? You're even worse than dogs, failing to keep an eye on a few people."


Upon hearing the news of the Prince's escape, Pupeng in Siam Ubon Province couldn't help but fly into a rage, kicking his trusted informer, the head of his own security department, who had come to report.


"Your Majesty, King, it must have been the Jieke Group's Steel Camp that executed the rescue. The prison guards couldn't stop them!"


The head of security protested his innocence, the fame of the Jieke Group's Steel Camp was known far and wide, far more formidable than any special forces. How could they contend with that?


"Couldn't you hide them better to avoid being discovered by the Jieke Group? Then we wouldn't have all this trouble today."


Chapter 363: The Collapse of Siam