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 had never dreamed that one day, he would meet his past lover again in this manner and send her to a dead end.


"Then, I am the big fish, and someday I will swallow you whole."


The cheerful banter from the past still echoed in his ears, but the reality before him made Lv Xianyang feel bewildered.


"So... you're with the Demon Control Department..." the woman in white spoke softly.


"Demon Control Department?" Lv Xianyang was stunned.


"I am with the Demon Control Department..."


He murmured to himself, unsure if he was stating a fact or questioning his own identity.


Sometimes, he didn't even know who he truly was.


Every midnight, when memories returned, he didn't even know whether to tell himself he was from the Demon Suppression Bureau or the Demon Control Department.


Chapter 759: Dark Demon Lord! Fish Dragon Killing Game_2