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 night was as cool as water, and the moon, like a fox's eye, gazed indifferently at the world below.


The number of pedestrians on the road gradually dwindled. The sound of the night watchman's bell intermittently rang out, and the barking of dogs echoed from a distance.


At the corner of the street, banners fluttered chaotically in the breeze.


"Hehe, I really don't understand why humans, who revel into the night, are so afraid of the dark," one of the figures inquired.


At the end of the deserted street, two figures slowly materialized, one tall and one short.


The taller one looked like a bamboo pole, cloaked in a cape. The shorter one, looking like a naughty child, stood barefoot even in deep winter, seemingly unperturbed by the cold.


"The sun and moon follow a predictable cycle, and all living things follow the laws of nature. This is the habit of humans. Accustomed to their warm houses, how could they appreciate the charm of the night?"


Chapter 469: The Strongest Monster Clan! The Sky Emperor