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

Early morning, Peace Town was bathed in sunlight.


The streets gradually became more crowded with pedestrians.


Steam rose from Old Wang's Buns Shop, and the aroma of the buns wafted through the air, detectable from half a street away.


Next door, at Baijie Tofu Shop, a long line had formed. Old men, strong men, and young people orderly walked out of the tofu shop, carrying tofu with satisfied expressions on their faces.


After a night of hard work, the girls at Drunk Spring brothel finished their shifts, drowning in sweet dreams amidst their fatigue and bodyaches.


In those dreams, they all married honest men, raising children and living a happy life together.


Half a month had passed since the major event.


It seemed that Peace Town had long been accustomed to such waves, and everyone's memory was extremely short. Soon, the fear of that day became dinner table gossip.


Gradually, people grew tired of talking about it and became too lazy to even mention it.


Chapter 114: A Special Visit