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

"Flaming Sparrow Sword... Hahaha... not bad, not bad!"


The deafening laughter echoed between heaven and earth, drawing envious gazes from all around.


As the fiery bird phantom dissolved, a young man in splendid attire appeared in the void, holding a red longsword contaminated with True Flame, burning incessantly.


Cheers resounded fiercely, deafeningly so.


"Wei Tianya!? Really hit the jackpot, huh," Xiong Yier looked up, recognizing the figure, and his expression immediately darkened.


"A whelp under the command of Nine Glories True Lord; you'd best stay away from him," Xiong Yier advised.


Now, the grudge between the Newly Promoted Dawn Sword Monarch and the Nine Glories True Lord, even involving the Void True Monarch, was an open secret at the Demon Suppression Bureau, the atmosphere intensely strained.


"Xiong Yier, in such a hurry to leave?"


Just then, a light, mocking chuckle came from behind.


Chapter 798: Master of Ten Thousand Swords! The Dignity of a Strongman_2