You Asked Me to Guard a Temple, So I Summoned the Great Sage Equal to Heaven

Zhang Yang inherited a Taoist temple deep in the mountains and bound himself to an incense System. Just then, a crooked developer arrived with hundreds of thugs and excavators to demolish it by force. Zhang Yang sighed. "Patriarch, it's not that I don't want to protect the temple. Their excavators are just too powerful." With that, he exchanged his last bit of incense for [Great Sage Equal to Heaven: One Hair]. Rumble! A divine thunderbolt descended from a cloudless sky. A phantom with a hairy face and a thunder-god's beak crushed eight excavators underfoot, then split the mountain with a single staff strike, carving out a canyon! At that very moment, military radar detected an astronomical energy reading, and armed helicopters were sent to seal off the temple in the middle of the night. When China's top officials arrived, on high alert, they found Zhang Yang directing the Great Sage's phantom as it... plowed a field? The nation's leaders said, "Reverend Zhang, name your terms. The nation will provide incense offerings from all 1.4 billion people in China! We only ask that the Great Sage teach us to cultivate immortality!"