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

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhou Dao's Essence Blood dripped onto the corpse of Duke Liao and seeped directly in.


Yet, within the secret chamber there was no sign of any peculiar changes; the sounds that should have appeared did not echo in his mind.


Looking up to the three-foot space above his head, it was empty and silent; the mysterious ancient altar had also not manifested.


"It didn't work!?" Zhou Dao's heart skipped a beat as a look of disappointment surfaced on his face.


This feeling was akin to when Wang Xiaoyi first visited a brothel, spending a fortune full of anticipation, but then, at the pivotal Spring Night, in came burly men with thick arms and stout waists, whose exaggerated and bulging pectoral muscles alone were enough to send him away.


"I'm f*cked... This is just too light-handed, at least leave the corpse intact..."


Zhou Dao was about to curse aloud, but then he remembered that Duke Liao's mutilated body was partly his responsibility.


Chapter 533: The Great Sun Reincarnation! From Where the Sunset Comes