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, a loud rooster crow broke the tranquility of Pingjiang City.


The first light of morning began to disperse the hazy mist.


On the official road, a man in a cloth gown disappeared into the distance, accompanied by a young male and female Taoist priest's apprentice.


Qi Haoyue turned around, looking at the receding Pingjiang City, feeling somewhat unwilling.


They had come all the way from Dragon Tiger Mountain, originally intending to make a name for themselves at the Dragon King Ceremony and win the treasures of the Dragon Palace.


Who would have thought that a Flame Monarch would suddenly appear, causing their master, a disciple of three generations of Dragon Tiger Mountain, to return with a discouraged heart?


Thinking of this, Qi Haoyue's fists clenched, indignant.


"Our business here is finished; it's time to leave." Ning Fan spoke softly.


He paused, looking back at Pingjiang City.


Chapter 269: The Extinction of the Yuan Family