I Founded a Taoist Temple, Starting by Conning My College Classmates

Many years later, when faced with the spiritual qi revival, the great cultivators would always recall their days studying Daoism on Mount Longhu.

Mount Longhu taught no literature, science, engineering, or business. It offered only courses such as Daoist arts, corpse refinement, and ghost control. Morning exercises meant breathing techniques, lectures meant preaching the Dao, and the teacher might have just emerged from a thousand-year seclusion. The lunch lady in the cafeteria might be a great demon who had taken refuge in the mountains.

First school rule: Do not practice thunder techniques in the school's restricted areas without permission.

Second school rule: Do not summon zombies without permission, especially thousand-year-old zombies.

Third school rule: Female ghosts are alluring. Whatever you do, do not fall in love with one.

One-hundredth school rule: Do not ask who the headmaster is.

Qin Huai: I'm just an ordinary Daoist sect leader, the kind who teaches Daoist arts.

This book is also known as Bound to a Taoist Temple: I Grow Stronger When My Students Cultivate, and The Great Experts of the World Are All My Students.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.