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

That year marked exactly ten years since Zhou Dao had left Peace Town.


A cup of wine in the blooming spring, a ten-year lantern in the night rain of the rivers and lakes.


Over these ten years, Zhou Dao had already evolved from the Ninth Transformation of the Refining Realm to a strongman of the Heaven and Earth Realm, standing at the summit of the world.


The March breeze was blowing during the splendid peach blossoms.


On the Official Road leading to the Capital, the traffic was endless, with horse carriages numerous as carps crossing the river, much busier than in previous years.


A crisp urging voice came from a jujube-red horse carriage pulled by fiery steeds, with a banner wavering prominently embroidered with a dark golden "Chen".


"That's the Xiling Prefecture Chen Family's carriage!"


At that moment, a sharp-eyed merchant recognized it immediately.


Chapter 878: Establishing a Sect! Farewell to Lü Xianyang