The Daily Life of a Lazy Author Transmigrating into a Book and Doing Nothing

"First place, so we won."

At this moment, the innocent Bai Ge smiled. Great! Was she finally going to get the flute she had been longing for?

"Yes."

"But isn't the competition supposed to end in two days? Why are they announcing us as the winner now? Could there be a mistake?"

Su Jin'er's hand subtly touched the hilt of the sword. Could it be that they had accidentally entered some kind of illusion?

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong. Until just now, only your group was left in the secret realm. And..."

As he spoke, Fu Yan's lips curled up, and his smile became even more amiable.

"You've taken so many team spirit treasures and eliminated so many people, which has really given us a lot of work to do."

Why the sudden focus on workload? Even Bai Ge realized something was wrong. There seemed to be a sinister undercurrent in the air.

"Ahem, even if we don't eliminate them, there will always be a lot of people who are eliminated."

"That's right, but it wouldn't be like this, with one group after another coming out. It seems you have a pretty good formation master, don't you think, Zifu?"

Lin Zifu: ...Can he say no?

"Ahem, but I don't mean to blame you. After all, it's a competition, and injuries are inevitable."

"Senior sister, I bet one spirit stone that he will definitely say 'no' later."

Fu Yan: ...Don't make it too obvious when you whisper in Yunmeng's ear. Also, he can hear you.

"I don't gamble, because I feel the same way."

Fu Yan: ...

“But,” he said through gritted teeth this time, “there are too many wounded now, so some people are needed to help Peak Master Ling take care of them. You don’t want to be hated by so many people, do you?”

"Ah, I don't care. The junior brothers and sisters of Spirit Beast Peak won't hold a grudge against me, and the other disciples wouldn't dare to come to Spirit Beast Peak to cause me trouble anyway."

"I don't care, anyway, there are plenty of men who hold a grudge against me."

"If they want to come and spar with me, that would be great; it would also help them improve their swordsmanship."

"Do they have fish to eat?"

Fu Yan: ...These guys, they really are...

"Ah, me too..."

Yu Xianxian was about to raise her hand to answer when she was silenced by a look from Fu Yan.

Waaaaah, she's definitely going to write a book someday called "How Miserable It Is to Be at the Bottom of the Food Chain".

Finally, after being persuaded (or threatened) by both Fu Yan and Ling Yao, the group arrived at the place on Lingyao Peak where the disciples were temporarily housed.

Now, seeing Ling Yao about to leave, Shangguan Huan immediately extended Er Kang's hand.

"Peak Master Ling, please wait. Fellow Daoist Lin and I are not skilled in medicine. How can we be of any help? Why don't we go with you to learn from the female disciple first?"

Of course, the most important thing is being able to go to the female disciples.

Hearing this, Ling Yao turned to look at him and then said, "I'll leave the simple Meng'er to you. Don't sneak over here, or else..."

Ling Yao hadn't finished speaking when, for some reason, Shangguan Huan felt a chill run down his spine.

"Ah, Peak Master, why don't I stay here too? After all, there are more male disciples than female disciples, right? It would be better to have more people here."

Yu Xianxian thought to herself, "Hehe, it's definitely a good place to slack off with my senior sister."

However, Yu Xianxian's little thoughts were written all over her face, so how could she hide them from Ling Yao? She was immediately rejected.

“There are too many people, Meng’er won’t be able to manage them all. And you, if you dare to slack off…”

Before she could finish speaking, Yu Xianxian, who also felt the chill, immediately assured her, "Don't worry, Peak Master, I definitely won't slack off."

And so, the group began their working life, and it was all volunteer work, not voluntary.

……

It was the familiar main hall again, and the familiar crowd watching. However, this time the people being watched were not Yu Xianxian, but five other people.

Watching the five people on stage each receive a magical artifact, Yu Xianxian, who could only watch from the sidelines, sighed in a corner: "I really want to get a magical artifact too."

"Heh, you have no spiritual power. Even the most powerful spiritual artifact is just scrap metal in your hands."

"Hey, you don't understand. If a spiritual artifact has already developed its own consciousness, it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own. That way, it won't matter if I don't have spiritual power."

Yu Xianxian was very proud at this moment; the setting she had made back then had really helped her a lot.

"Ha, do you think such a magical artifact would be of use to a mortal like you?"

"You don't understand, there are people in this world called 'lucky emperors'."

Yu Xianxian was very confident about her luck. She said, "Back then, I won the lottery on my first try, even though it was only 500 yuan."

"haha, really?"

Ignoring the Demon Lord's sarcastic remarks, Yu Xianxian continued to sigh, "Ah, if only my token were useful. Without it, I can't team up, I can't save my life, and coming back is..."

At this point, Yu Xianxian suddenly realized something.

"Right, shouldn't it only teleport people with tokens? So how did I get back? Or am I remembering wrong?"

Yu Xianxian remembered that she had written about a cultivation competition in her book before, and the setting seemed to be like this. But didn't she not have a token? Strange, could it be that she remembered wrong?

"I discovered the teleportation array, and there was a hidden formation inside that brought you back with me."

"Wow, you actually know how to use teleportation arrays! Oh wait, I mean, you're so kind! Goodness, you haven't been possessed, have you?"

Si Tu: ...

"Do you think I'd want to stay in that godforsaken place with you?"

Yu Xianxian: ...Why do you think the main point is that you don't want to be with her?

"The secret realm is not good. In the secret realm, you don't have to worry about being discovered by the immortal sects like you do outside."

"Ha, who told you I was afraid of being discovered? That secret realm might be a good place with abundant spiritual energy for cultivators, but it has no demonic energy. What would I be doing there?"

Yu Xianxian: That seems to make sense, but wait, something's not right.

"Wasn't there supposed to be a place covered in demonic energy?"

Si Tu yawned and said, "So what? That little bit of stuff isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap."

"Getting stuck between your teeth? You must have a big appetite."

Si Tu: ...Why does this sound a little off?

"Why are you asking these questions? Do you want to stay there?"

"No, I just think you have a conspiracy."

"Ha, conspiracy? Don't even mention conspiracy. Even if it were an open scheme, what could you do to me? Your strange book won't work on me."

These words made Yu Xianxian's heart skip a beat. Oh my god, did this guy find out that she secretly wrote "make him disappear" in the script?

“Yu Xianxian, it’s not that you can’t write. I saw that you wrote quite well when you wanted me to disappear.”

Yu Xianxian: ...If she said she just wanted to practice her calligraphy, would this guy believe her?

The next second, Yu Xianxian's heart began to ache violently. She knew without guessing that it was that damned demon lord who had done it.