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

Zhou Dao hadn't yet stepped into the courtyard when he smelled a faint scent of blood.


However, he didn't think much of it; after all, this was the capital, and the demon beasts that the Demon Control Department faced were naturally more powerful than those they had to deal with in Pingjiang City.


Although Wang Xuanzhi and Ma Yinglong's strength was good now, it wouldn't be surprising if they suffered some injuries.


But when Zhou Dao entered the courtyard and saw the two men walking towards him, the smile on his face gradually froze.


These wounds were clearly inflicted by someone else.


Especially Wang Xuanzhi, his entire arm was shattered by terrifying blood energy, and his arm's bones were broken. If it were not for him possessing the [Eight-Pole Demon Bone], anyone else would have lost their arm.


As for Ma Yinglong, the flesh of his right hand was split open like a parched land, and the terrifying white bones were visible through the wounds.


Chapter 378: Laozi Takes Revenge Overnight (3k, Request for Votes)