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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 · Oriental
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1454 Chs

Chapter 356: Li Cangfeng is Here

The full moon hung high, like a fox's eye.

The bustling Weiyan Street appeared especially deserted in the night.

In front of the corner's steamed bun shop, the elegantly dressed man seemed out of place.

"Master Wu, it's been a long time!"

A respectful voice slowly echoed along the empty street, rippling away in the air, spreading far and wide.

Busy at work, Old Wu's back faced the elegantly dressed man and his movements paused slightly. His upright figure, as sharp as a blade, exuded a rarely seen authority in an instant.

The elegantly dressed man looked up apprehensively, a bead of cold sweat trickling from his brow.

If he were being honest, unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to come here and interact with this dangerous figure before him.

"The Imperial Spirit Palace hasn't forgotten about this old wreck, has it?"

Old Wu, putting away the cutting utensils on the case without turning his head, uttered indifferently.