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

It's touted as having an ultra-large green space, natural spiritual mansions, complete amenities, private territory, and an appreciation potential.


Often, the price of such a spiritual mansion could double or even triple.


Zhou Dao channeled [Primordial Gang Qi], sending out the Nine-Leaf Spirit Descending Grass, and quickly left the range of protection offered by the Black Prison Sword Monarch.


In an instant, a strange aura surged from all directions.


Under everyone's gaze, the Nine-Leaf Spirit Descending Grass withered in an instant, its massive life essence submerged in no time, like a bubble in raging waves, dissolving into nothingness with a whimper.


Immediately after, the Nine-Leaf Spirit Descending Grass shrunk rapidly as if it had been drained, similar to Wang Xiaoyi visiting the Drunk Spring brothel, a fierce battle ensued, roots burrowed in the cave, ultimately to be untraceable.


Chapter 565: The Mysterious Black Prison! The Lingering Spirit of Zhou Dao_2