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I Became Invincible By Offering Up Sacrifices To My Sect's Grandmaster

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.”

Xia Junji · Ost
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Chapter 746: The Great Fire Illuminates the Dragon Province! The Supreme Ninety-Fifth

Moonlit night vast and boundless, cold crows with no place to rest.

Uncle Xu, carrying a lantern, slowly strolled over, as if he were making night rounds in Pingjiang City.

Uncle Qin followed behind, his wide robe fluttering with the wind, his squinting gaze as bored as if he were at [Seventy-three Bookstore] in Peace Town.

However, at the moment everyone was in a trance, the two elders had already approached.

When their eyes fell on the little Taoist priest's apprentice, the casual indifference suddenly dissipated, and deep in their turbid pupils surged profound wariness and sharpness.

"Qin Fulong!"

"Xu Jiuchong!"

The Taoist priest's apprentice, with a solemn whisper, finally turned around.

Nowadays, these two names might seem extremely unfamiliar to the younger generation.

Yet among the older generation of strongmen, these names were like two monuments, already standing at the summit and absolutely dominating the world of cultivators.