I Disbanded a Hundred-Thousand-Man Army, and They Call a Gatling Gun Cultivation

As the Jianwen Emperor moves to strip the vassal princes of their power, an army of a hundred thousand surrounds a Taoist temple, unaware that the cultivation-practicing imperial uncle they dismiss as a good-for-nothing has bound himself to the Truth and Firepower System!

“I wanted to devote myself to cultivation in peace, but my great-nephew has forced me to use thunder magic!” He whips out an RPG and blasts the enemy’s main formation flat! Three thousand Gatling guns sweep the battlefield in an instant!

In this world, this poor Taoist will grant salvation through firepower and make the entire Ming court kneel and cry, “Immortal, spare us!”