The Beloved Female Lead Is Forced to Cultivate Immortality

On my first day as a transfer student, both the campus heartthrob and the school tough confessed to me.

I silently pulled out a required cultivation textbook. "You want to pursue me? Memorize this book, Five Years of Cultivation, Three Years of Practice Exams, first."

The next day, the whole school went wild:

The aloof heartthrob was riding his sword on the rooftop while reciting his lessons, and the roguishly handsome tough was slacking off during a lightning tribulation on the sports field.

Then the monthly exam rankings came out:

Me, perfect score.

Them, second to last and dead last.

The heartthrob's ears turned bright red. "Fellow Daoist, might we cultivate together... and study?"

The tough tugged at my sleeve. "Baby, why not switch to demonic cultivation? My dad's the head of the exam-writing team!" A lighthearted campus cultivation story with two male leads and a touch of comedy.