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

The manor house in front was bustling with a constant stream of horse carts, and people holding invitation cards formed a long line.


Jade Spring Garden, one of the twelve Imperial Manors, was bestowed upon Qin Baichu by Emperor Qin.


This Princess, who had always preferred tranquility over activity, had moved out of the Imperial Palace early and lived here on her own.


Of course, a critical reason why Qin Baichu wanted Jade Spring Garden was its closeness to Zhou Dao's fief, Primordial Mountain.


"Why are there so many people?" Zhou scanned the long queue, which seemed to have no end in sight.


"They're all noblewomen from the capital, here to visit, to invite her to gatherings…" Huo Jinli wasn't at all surprised.


The capital's noblewomen had as many poetry and elegance gatherings each month as there were lice on a hunting ground cow demon.


The Princess, being one of the few who could speak directly to Emperor Qin, was naturally the target of everyone's fawning.


Chapter 845: Seeing Qin Baichu Again! Three Acts of Filial Disrespect_2