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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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Chapter 436: The Nine Sects of Tao! The Master of the Setting Sun

Just outside the capital, in the humble Tea Pavilion.

The Old Taoist carried his wine gourd, his drunken eyes staring intently at Uncle Qin, a hint of smile flickering across his reddened face.

"If you can come, why can't I?" Uncle Qin replied indifferently, "The boy you've raised, but his fate belongs to him alone."

"Old Man Qin, what nonsense are you talking about?" The Old Taoist laughed coldly.

"Primordial King Ceremony, as long as he takes the final step, it would be an immeasurable achievement, following in the footsteps of his father."

Old Man Qin's withered hand rested on the table, his eyes radiating a cold light.

"Zhou Xuan didn't just want to seize the Throne of the Yuan King back then. I know very well what you all want to do."

The Old Taoist's eyes narrowed, he looked up and then grinned, revealing his yellow teeth.

"As expected of the bloodline of Emperor Taizu, a descendant of the royal family."