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

In the sky above Yin Mountain, the clouds swirled dramatically.


A massive silhouette sprawled across a hundred miles, with lofty horns and blue scales that shimmered as if alive, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth involuntarily.


"Is that... a Little Azure Dragon!?" The Ninth Prince exclaimed in astonishment, his gaze taking on an unbelievable quality.


Since ancient times, real dragons were rarely seen, only described in ancient texts.


Throughout the vast long time of the Taoist Sect, real dragons could only be glimpsed within the legends of secret ancient books.


Even now, the existence of such living creatures remained a mystery.


However, could it be that today, hidden within Yin Mountain, there actually lay a dragon!?


"Tsk tsk, incredible. Yin Mountain indeed conceals great fortunes," Zhoudao praised, his eyes shining like torches.


"Brother Tao, is that really a dragon?" Wang Xiaoyi asked, completely astounded.


Chapter 703: Primordial Mountain! Ping'an Temple