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

Old Yuan's small courtyard was in ruins, with broken walls and debris everywhere.


It was apparent that it had been visited by people before, but it was unclear whether it was the two ghosts from the Sacrificial Ghost Sect or the expert from the Demon Suppression Bureau.


A strong wind howled as Zhou Dao appeared like a ghost holding Old Yuan. His speed was incredibly fast, especially after stepping into the Nine Transformations realm, which ordinary cultivators could not catch up to.


Zhou Dao gently put Old Yuan down, leaning against a broken tree in the distance, and fed him a [Turtle Essence Pill].


As soon as the pill entered his mouth, Old Yuan's pale face immediately regained a bit of color, and his chest started to rise and fall slightly.


Old Yuan struggled a little, showing a painful expression, and purple-black blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.


Chapter 287: Dragon Gate, Hong Family, Yuan Family