I'm Really a Good Demon Ancestor

As someone who had transmigrated, Fang Shao's hands once trembled slightly. He knew that transmigration had become a trend over the past two years. Jobs were hard to find for transmigrators, and making a living was no easy task. If you managed to transmigrate on a whim, you were already lucky. Everyone had a wife and children to support, so you couldn't expect too much. But could someone explain how, from the start, he could end up as a badly wounded Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, only to find that his new cheat ability was to save all living beings? Looking down at the disciples kneeling before him, along with tens of thousands of followers, Fang Shao fell into deep thought. Fang Shao: "For the sake of my future good life, get to work! Saving all living beings means you have to lay every brick and tile yourselves!"