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

He arrived at precisely the right time, no sooner had he snuck into Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Imperial Court had already begun to muster troops and horses.


Such a coincidence made it hard not to wonder.


Just then, Su Linglong descended from the sky; her originally white dress had long been dyed red with blood, it was unclear how much was from the enemy and how much was from her sect mates.


With her jade hand outstretched, Su Linglong's robust mana protected everyone as they retreated.


Su Linglong lightly paused, but did not turn her head.


Her cold voice carried an unprecedented decisiveness.


Releasing her mana, Su Linglong transformed into a streak of light, split the sky, and charged towards the endless army.


"Even if there's no turning back the tide, we can't let these dog traitors trample over our Taoist soil."


Chapter 637: The Primordial King Embraces the Tao! No More Dragon Tiger Mountain in the World_2