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

Huge rocks tumbled down, wild beasts in the mountain scrambled, and ordinary living creatures seemed utterly insignificant in the face of such power.


"Hahaha… see, brother, this is the current me... able to control everything, able to see the future…"


In the moonlight, a slender figure slowly emerged, his head crowned with a cluster of horns, and his pitch-black eyes like abysses, with only the depths shimmering with a bloody sheen.


"The human heart is like demons, ultimately descending into the Avichi Ghost Way…"


Just then, a cold voice rose in the night.


Xiao Changsheng turned his head, making a creaking sound as if bones were twisting, and his indifferent gaze glanced towards the distance.


On the mountain path, Jiang Yuan walked casually, staring at the figure in front of him that seemed neither human nor non-human.


"The human heart is like great medicine, consuming it turns one into ghosts and gods," Jiang Yuan's eyes slightly hardened.


Chapter 651: The Almighty Fire Seed! The Man Who Rode in on a Dog_2