Spiritual Qi Revival: My Daoist Arts Have Become Divine

[Reborn urban cultivation + partly feel-good + decisive and ruthless + spiritual qi revival + apocalypse] Reborn half a year before the apocalypse, the first thing I did was... Sell my house, withdraw every last cent from my bank account, and donate a huge sum to Mount Longhu. Everyone thought I'd gone crazy. My classmates called me an idiot, and my parents thought I'd suffered some kind of shock. Only I knew that six months later, spiritual qi would revive across the globe, and billions of demon beasts would overrun the world. In my previous life, I awakened an A-rank water ability and fought for five years, only to be torn apart by a Beast King. As I lay dying, a Daoist priest from Mount Longhu descended from the sky and slew countless beasts with a single sword strike. He looked at me as if I were an ant. Reborn, I smiled at the ability-obsessed fanatics crowding the streets. While you're scrambling to awaken abilities, I've already completed the thousand-year-old incomplete Orthodox Unity Scripture for Drawing in Qi at Mount Longhu. When demon beasts chase you down, I'll send a single lightning talisman and make the Beast King kneel on the spot. Abilities? Just a shortcut. The orthodox Daoist tradition is the only answer in this apocalypse. In this life, I'll make everyone understand... The Daoist tradition is the way of Heaven.