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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 · Huyền huyễn
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1454 Chs

Chapter 391: The Charlatan of Peace Temple

One month later.

The Capital.

Today, as evening fell, the dark clouds in the sky gathered in one place, their howling winds filled the streets. The banners on both sides rolled unstoppably as if attempting to flee from this abruptly changing weather.

"It's about to rain, hurry back home to collect the clothes."

A sharp cry echoed, gradually emptying the street. Pedestrians hurried along, intending to avoid the impending storm.

The South City is remote, and especially in Crude Grass Alley, it is a mix of all sorts of people.

The road on both sides was unbearably muddy, yellowish water flowed wantonly, given the current weather, it appeared even more deserted.

Despite such weather, a horse carriage rushed here and stopped in front of a dilapidated house at a bend in the Crude Grass Alley.

There was a Taoist Temple, not too big, the two doors damaged by termites seemed simple and poor, yet hung above was a plaque with three large characters.

Peace Temple!