Me! A Nobody Daoist, Slaying the Supernatural on Livestream!

[Superpowers + cultivation + golden finger + Daoist priest + spiritual qi revival + comedy + a touch of Lovecraftian horror] My name is Lin Xun. I was forced to become a fringe Daoist priest after being knocked unconscious with a club as soon as I transmigrated. They took me to a place called Daolin Mountain and imprisoned me there for three years. The whole time, they made me memorize a book called the Daoist Arts Record. They claimed that three years later, the strange would emerge and the world would be transformed into a chaotic realm filled with gods, dragons, demons, aliens, the uncanny, disasters, soul ferrymen, mutants, advanced technology, and quantum entanglement. They said that this was the only book that could keep me alive. Naturally, Lin Xun didn’t believe them, so he only memorized it backwards and forwards 360 times. With nothing better to do, he started livestreaming online and arguing with people, supposedly to “preach Daoist arts on science channels and science on fantasy channels,” truly making the most of both worlds. Then he discovered that he could gather a kind of incense offering through his livestreams and use it to practice Daoist arts. Add in the technology he tinkered with in his spare time, and three years later, then three years more, a swaggering man in a Daoist robe was showing off in his livestream: “One hand has talismans, the other has technology. Twin clouds gather, and the East Wind delivers. And by ‘clouds,’ I mean thunderclouds; by ‘East Wind,’ I mean the Dongfeng missile.” “What, you say my livestream is fake? What part is fake? You really think it’s fake? Technology plus the occult is an unbeatable combo, okay?” “Do you want to talk to my Two-Dimensional Foil, or to the thunderous power I’ve cultivated?” Lin Xun casually waved a hand and said softly, “Let there be thunder!” In an instant, the uncanny were wiped out. Then came another East Wind nuclear missile, reducing the entire area to rubble.