Five Years After Coming Down from the Mountain, Purple Lightning Strikes and a Streamer Exposes Me!

The Daoist sect has fallen into decline, so I have no choice but to descend the mountain and practice my craft.

As a soul catcher, casting a Golden Light Spell should be no big deal, right?

As a high-ranking Daoist priest, summoning purple lightning from the heavens is perfectly normal, right?

So why are you exposing me!

The supernatural is returning all over the world...

What does that have to do with me? Magic doesn't exist. Everyone, please "believe in science."

What? A demon monk is setting up a formation south of the city?

Watch me break it with the Five Thunder Spell!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.