Transmigrating Back to the Cultivation World with My Deskmate

Yun Luo was a slacker who got dizzy just looking at textbooks. If not for her kind-hearted classmate Wen Xian tutoring her and predicting exam questions, she would have been a hopeless failure, flailing in the mud.

She thought that after the college entrance exams, she’d be free, and Wen Xian would be free too.

Unexpectedly, on the night before the exams, they both transmigrated to a Cultivation World where people shouted “kill!” at the drop of a hat.

Here, Yun Luo was a cultivation genius. In the Cultivation World, there was no need to read books—cultivation techniques were imprinted directly into one’s mind by pressing a jade slip to the forehead. Yun Luo couldn’t help but sigh in blissful relief, a slacker’s dream come true.

But Wen Xian—brilliant, kind, and beautiful—was a cripple here, her meridians completely blocked, utterly unable to cultivate.

So, Yun Luo took it upon herself to protect Wen Xian.

When Wen Xian said she felt insecure and proposed forming a contract, Yun Luo agreed. Kind Classmate Wen just wants a sense of security, she thought.

When her fellow disciples warned her that Wen Xian had ulterior motives and told her to be on guard, Yun Luo refused to believe them. Wen Xian could never have a malicious thought.

Seeing her disbelief, her fellow disciples grew frantic and blurted out that Wen Xian’s pitiful act was all a scheme to get into her pants.

Yun Luo: “Classmate Wen, you’re so shy! If you like me, just confess boldly. I’m straightforward and dense—too much subtlety will go right over my head.”

Fellow Disciple: ???

Wen Xian: ! (If only I’d known…)