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

Late at night, a solitary moon hung high in the sky.


In the center of the execution ground, a black curtain shielded the area from all sides, faintly revealing the kneeling silhouette within.


This was the rule of the Demon Control Department: to execute those who conspire with demons, offer lewd sacrifices, and should their blood stain the blade, the incense of rebirth accompanies them as they must not see the light of the sun, the moon, or the stars again.


"This guy killed so many of our people, it's about time he met his fate."


"Don't let your guard down," someone warned, "It's said that he worshiped a snake demon, cocooned in cultivation, and nobody knows how many boys and girls he consumed alive. He's even mastered a method of feigning death..."


"Useless, once decapitated, there is no coming back to life."


A group of Demon-slaying Guards ringed the execution ground, looking towards the figure within the black curtain with a shared hatred.


Chapter 871: The Son of the Richest Man in the Capital! Jiang Yuan's Killing Intent