Quick Transmigration: I Set KPIs in the Cultivation World

Before I was reborn, I was the "Teacher Killer" who struck terror into the hearts of the education world.

I opened my eyes and found myself an outer sect laborer in the worst sect in the cultivation world. Looking at the dejected disciples gathered before the spirit-testing stone, I whipped out Five Years of Cultivation, Three Years of Practice Exams. "Lesson one: drawing qi into the body isn't metaphysics. It takes a scientific method." Three months later, my students swept the top ten at the Orthodox Alliance's tournament.

The cultivation prodigies of old, their eyes red, blocked my doorway. "Teacher Qin! Please open a cram school!" Meanwhile, the Demon Venerable, seeing his Left Protector turned to our side, was so furious he flipped the table. "What kind of bewitching potion did she give you?"

The Left Protector lowered his head shyly. "Your Venerable, Teacher Qin said... if I pass the civil service exam, the job comes with full social insurance and housing fund contributions."