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

"So, what the young immortal means is that this matter is not over yet."

In the garden of the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Su Zheng and Yu Xianxian sat at a table drinking tea.

Yu Xianxian, who has now usurped what should have been enemy territory, exclaims, "Ah, sunshine, flowers, delicious food, and fun activities—life is so comfortable!"

Oh, by the way, Su Zhengchu, who wasn't allowed to join the discussion, is playing in the mud.

Su Zhengchu, seemingly framed: I... (omitting a thousand words of profanity)

“That’s right. If I’m not mistaken, there should be an even more troublesome one in the palace.”

Inside the palace...

Upon hearing this, Su Zheng seemingly put down his teacup naturally, and then said, "Since it's inside the palace, haven't the other four already entered the palace? Do they have a way to deal with them?"

Yu Xianxian shook her head, her expression solemn, and said, "I'm afraid that's not possible, so I plan to enter the palace immediately in this state."

"Using the Imperial Preceptor's face? That would certainly be much more convenient. I originally planned to bring the Immortal Master into the palace, but it seems that it's no longer necessary."

"No, although I can enter the palace, it is too big and I don't know the way, so I still need to ask the Prime Minister to come with me."

……

The scriptwriter in charge of scene transitions: Okay, now that we've defeated the mini-boss Qiu Le, we can finally turn our attention to our four heroes who bravely stormed the Demon King's Palace... ah, no, I mean the palace.

Suddenly appearing and ruining the atmosphere, Yu Xianxian: Wait, why is it another hero? This is a cultivation novel!

The script (slaps Yu Xianxian's head): Mind your own business, mind your own business. Don't ask about the plot.

……

"Hey, Shangguan, over here, over here."

When Shangguan Huan followed the palace servants to the so-called winner's rest area, he immediately saw someone dressed in white waving wildly at him, attracting the attention of everyone around.

Shangguan Huan: ...

*Facepalm* Can he say he doesn't know this guy?

But that obviously won't work, because even if he ignores Bai Ge, the other party will run over at a terrifying speed and drag him away.

Therefore, in order to avoid attracting further attention, Shangguan Huan chose to walk over by himself.

With each step he took, he wondered which bastard had told him that the senior sister of Spirit Beast Peak was a serious person. He'd pickle that rumor-monger when he got back.

When Shangguan Huan walked up to her, Su Jin'er was the first to speak.

"The same to you?"

Without needing to elaborate, Shangguan Huan understood what the other party meant and nodded directly.

"is it?"

All three fell into thought upon hearing this.

"Could it be because of the medication?"

"I have heard of many drugs that can make people foam at the mouth and faint, but they usually take effect very quickly, and they clearly showed no abnormalities before going on the field."

"Could there be something wrong with the arena?"

"No, no one other than our opponents has experienced this."

"Tsk, it seems the problem really is with us. But we don't have any of that stuff on us, so could someone be secretly spraying it on us?"

"Let's not even talk about Yunmeng. The three of us should have been the first to get into trouble."

The four were completely baffled, but finally decided to leave it for the time being.

"It's obvious that someone is trying to lure us into the palace, but we were going there anyway, so it's not a big deal."

"But we still need to be careful; there's probably some trap waiting for us ahead."

"That's right, that's right, such an obvious conspiracy."

"Things have come to this, but we might as well take it one step at a time. Anyway, I have plenty of magical artifacts for escaping. If I can't win, I can always run away, right?"

"Really? Then why didn't you use it last time?"

"Last time...what last time?"

"that is……"

Bai Ge scratched her head as she spoke, wondering which "last time" she meant to refer to.

But before she could think it through, a shrill voice rang out.

"The Imperial Advisor has arrived."

"Imperial Preceptor, I never expected you to come here."

"Oh, before you came, I inquired about it, and this guy will take the winner of the arena to the palace."

"Really? I didn't expect you to be able to find out some reliable information."

"Hmph, that's... wait, what do you mean by that? Shangguan Huan, are you calling me unreliable? Hey, don't dodge, if you've got the guts, let's exchange a blow."

Ignoring the two's playful fight, Yunmeng had Su Jin'er keep a close eye on Qiu Le.

"So? Did you figure anything out?"

"I can't sense any realm, nor can I feel any demonic energy."

"It's possible that some kind of magical artifact was used to conceal it."

Yunmeng narrowed her eyes as she looked at Qiu Le, who seemed to be searching for something. "Besides, the arena matches outside shouldn't be over yet, right? Isn't he too early? He seems to be looking for something?"

"it seems that."

Just as the two were talking, Su Jin'er suddenly felt a lightness on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw that the black cat that had been on her shoulder had already fallen to the ground and disappeared into the crowd.

Su Jin'er watched it disappear into the crowd silently, without saying a word.

"Chase?"

Su Jin'er turned her head and gently shook her head.

"No, it's not my cat after all, what's the point of chasing it?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Ge immediately chimed in.

"I heard that this kind of beast can live for more than ten years. It's only been about seven years. Maybe it's the same one you had before."

"That's not Su Jin'er's cat either."

……

The commotion here naturally caught Qiu Le's attention, or rather, this was exactly what he wanted to pay attention to.

This is the kind of immortal disciple His Majesty desires. A cold glint flashed in Qiu Le's eyes. No, we should send the person to His Majesty as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to step towards Yunmeng and the other three, a palace servant ran up to him and whispered, "Your Excellency, there's been a problem with the arena competition. A master who didn't register for the competition but claims to be a disciple of a celestial sect has jumped onto the arena to challenge the contestants. The situation is out of control. Please go out and take a look, Your Excellency."

Is there still one disciple of the immortal sect who has slipped through the net?

Qiu Le narrowed his eyes. After all, that was a disciple of a cultivation sect, and he was worried that the adults would find out he was missing one. But if he didn't bring these people into the palace quickly, he feared…

Thinking of this, Qiu Le pointed to a group of guards beside him and said, "You should first send these immortals into the palace."

"Your Excellency, the competition is not over yet..."

"As I said, go if I tell you to. I will take care of the rest."

"Yes."

Seeing Qiu Le's anger, the guards dared not say anything more. How could they respectfully invite these wandering immortals into the palace with them? Naturally, Yun Meng and the others were among them.

Watching the Imperial Advisor's disappearing figure, Shangguan Huan whispered to the three of them, "Aren't we going to abandon this Imperial Advisor?"

"It's alright, he'll eventually have to enter the palace. We'll observe him then."

"That's true. It seems that coming to the palace was indeed the right decision."

"So, what exactly happened in the arena that made him have to handle it personally?"

"I don't know."

Yunmeng replied calmly, whatever it is, at least it has nothing to do with them.

At this moment, Yu Xianxian, weak, pitiful, and helpless on the arena: ...

I hugged myself tightly, feeling a pang of heartache.