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

This was once the tomb of the Former Imperial Family, abandoned after the founding of the Great Qin, and seldom visited by people since it became a wild and desolate graveyard.


Even during the day, few people passed by.


In a raging storm, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.


In the midst of the wild wind and rain, a scholar carrying a bag dashed into a broken temple.


He was plain-looking, with many patches on his long robe, and his cloth shoes had holes in them. He appeared poor and destitute.


In the capital, there were many scholars like Hong Ming.


Born in lowly families, they studied hard for a decade, and besides gaining fame and recognition, they had no other options.


Some of them sold their properties or even mortgaged their wives and children to gather enough money to go to the city to take the imperial exam, betting on a slim hope.


Chapter 370: One Person, One Dog, and One Scholar (Third Watch)