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

The deep mountains and vast marshes, engulfed in an upheaval of demonic energy.


In the sky, ominous clouds gathered, echoing the discord of the forest. Amidst this hovering fog, a gigantic figure slowly emerged, exuding an aura of terror.


"Master, that is..." Husky peered around anxiously, his teeth bared as if facing a formidable foe.


Even from a significant distance, the Great Dog Demon still felt a powerful sense of unease and danger.


There lingered a wave of life and death tribulation.


"De... Demon..." Hong Ming muttered, filled with fear.


His legs grew weak, barely able to support him standing.


After all, he was merely a mundane individual without knowledge of the Taoist cultivation techniques or divine skills. That fateful day within the broken temple in the Eastern Suburbs, a little fox nearly ended his life. How then, could he possibly face this monstrous demon beast?


"You stay here. I'll go take a look," said Zhou Dao, sensing that this was no ordinary demon beast.


Chapter 386: The Strongest Black Cat! Zhou Dao's Opportunity (Two-in-One)