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

On Nielong River, scarlet blood fluttered like silk ribbons, scattered into the river.


Under the moonlight, that strand of crimson seemed particularly glaring.


Xiang Xifeng, who was the new head of Pingjiang City appointed by the Demon Suppression Bureau at great cost, didn't even have time to wait for his official appointment - he was gone, leaving his life on this land forever.


"What a pity, you didn't have the fate to be the city's official," Zhou Dao shook his head.


Now it seemed that the seat of the Pingjiang City Administrator still belonged to Long Ao.


As the saying goes, all plans are subject to fate, which cannot be controlled by humans.


In the daytime today, Long Ao was still worried about his bleak future. By night, his biggest threat had fallen into the river.


Who could predict the twists and turns of fate?


All he could say was that he chose the right ally in Zhou Dao and got lucky.


Chapter 368: Great Achievement Accomplished! Finally Seeing the Day Again (One Update)