I Returned from My Travels, Only to Have a Bald Monk Raid My Home, Then Zhou Jie Exposed It

Zhou Xiaoyi came to tour Qingyun Temple after making a bet with her livestream viewers, and happened to run into a fortune-telling Daoist priest.

She discovered that he was actually Zhang Lingran, the thirty-ninth temple master of Qingyun Temple.

It turned out that the Qingyun Temple she had come to visit had been built by a bunch of bald monks who stole the site while Zhang Lingran was away on a five-year pilgrimage.

Looking at the Daoist temple that had been turned into a Buddhist tourist attraction, Zhang Lingran was consumed by rage.

The statues of the Three Pure Ones had even been given gilded Buddhist bodies!

The Hall of Ancestral Masters, dedicated to the temple's founders, had even become a Guanyin Hall for praying for children!

The once-elegant, otherworldly Daoist temple had been transformed into a grand, golden Buddhist monastery by a bunch of hypocritical bald monks.

And that wasn't all. Faced with Zhang Lingran, the true master of the temple, the monks actually tried to drive him out by force.

So, under the gaze of more than a million people in the livestream,

bolt after bolt of heavenly lightning possessed Zhang Lingran, who wielded thunder in his hands.

"You bald monks! Do you think our Daoist Five Thunder Arts are child's play?"

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