Xia Junji 

Zhou Dao transmigrated to a world where demons rampaged and Daoist laws ruled.
His sect was in straitened circumstances, and their property was on the brink of being demolished. Desperate, Zhou Dao had his eyes fixed on the coffin of the sect’s Grandmaster and decided to do something with it.
A voice rang, “D*mn! You are actually plotting to steal my skull. With your attitude, Sunset Mountain has a chance of reaching its heyday again!”
On that very night, the corpse of the Grandmaster moved! Moving forward, Zhou Dao would receive rewards whenever he offered up demonic beasts as sacrifices to the Grandmaster.
He offered up a 1000-year zombie as a sacrifice and received the Indestructible Body of Demon Refining.
He offered up a nine-tailed demon fox as a sacrifice and received a Fox Girl Puppet.
He offered up a demon turtle from the Eastern Sea as a sacrifice and received a high-power muscle massage gun.
…
For eons, countless Daoist members meditated on The Yellow Court Classic. For years to come, Zhou Dao harvested countless demonic beasts with no intention of burying them.
Many years later, in the same Daoist temple, Zhou Dao sat at the front door as he bore witness to the joy and the sorrow of all creations. He had seen birth, illness, death, and all sorts of bizarre phenomena. He put on a crooked grin as he said, “I offer up the heavens and the earth as a sacrifice.” 

I Became Invincible By Offering Up Sacrifices To My Sect's Grandmaster

The mountain wind howled, blowing in from the distance, and flags on the street fluttered.


There were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.


For Peace Town, the approach of a mountain rain was a common occurrence.


Wang Xiaoyi shrank his head, about to return to the Demon Control Department.


In the distance, a figure walked against the crowd, carrying a wine jar in his hand.


"Guard Wang!" Wang Xiaoyi greeted with a bow.


Among the three major guards of the Demon Control Department, Wang Hongbo was the oldest in age. In recent years, he gradually stopped managing the department's affairs, but he was very kind to everyone in the department and seemed like a very amiable person.


"There's a storm coming, Old Wang. It's not your shift today." Chen Qinggang happened to come out.


"The order from above has come down. I'll be retiring after this month. " Wang Hongbo lowered his head, touching the wine jar in his hand, his eyes full of complex emotions.


Chapter 85: I Contemplate the Subtle Truth in the Thunder Sound (Combined Chapter 1 and 2)