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

"So you've finally arrived here? Wait for the bell to ring!"


Rong Jun murmured, a sense of destiny birthed from the depths within him. With a calm expression, he turned around and stepped into the cave.


The Order Demon God also spoke quietly, countless threads penetrating the void, before ultimately vanishing.


In the Imperial Capital, Demon Control Department.


Wang Ling returned to the familiar place, letting out a long sigh as if to shed all the dust from the journey.


Embedded within the Demon Suppression Bureau, his nerves had always been on edge; nowhere was as comforting as the Imperial Capital Demon Control Office.


"From now on, you won't return to the Demon Suppression Bureau anymore, stay at Primordial Mountain and focus on your cultivation,"


Zhou Dao advised Wang Ling, making a special point.


Chapter 873: Waiting for the Bell to Ring! Where is the Chaos Demon God Now?_2