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

Chi Beilan looked like a water lily emerging from water, her smooth, fair skin liberated from the constraint of worldly garments, appearing tender and translucent.


The image reflected back from the Gazing Void Mirror was too impactful, even more vivid and thrilling than Uncle Qin's collection of paintings.


Zhou Dao's face flushed with embarrassment and guilt. He involuntarily widened his eyes, as if he had developed a strong interest in the Gazing Void Mirror, a treasure.


"I've been observing her for quite some time. This woman has secrets," Wang Xiaoyi whispered.


In the image, Chi Beilan raised her hand, and a touch of plain gauze flew over, wrapping around her enchanting body. But...


Uncle Qin once said that revealing everything is less enticing than leaving something to the imagination.


Zhou Dao murmured, leaning in a bit closer, intent on examining the Gazing Void Mirror more closely.


Chapter 500: Individual Secrets! The Corpse That Fell from the Sky_2