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

It was another sunny day, and as usual, Yu Xianxian's screams echoed from the herb garden on Lingyao Peak.

"Hey, I'm here to fertilize you, not to be fertilizer... Stop hitting me, stop hitting me! If you hit me again, I'll immediately go and complain to Peak Master Ling... Ouch, my nose..."

As expected of the peak master who keeps her word, Ling Yao actually let Yu Xianxian take care of the medicinal herbs. And our poor Yu Xianxian hasn't had a single good day since she took on this job.

Do you still remember the man-eating grass that was at odds with Yu Xianxian back then?

This guy not only causes trouble for Yu Xianxian every day, but also incites other herbs that have already developed sentience to bully her.

Because this wailing and howling of ghosts arrived precisely on time every day, the other two—Ling Yao and Yun Meng—unconsciously got used to it.

That's right, seven years have passed since Yu Xianxian entered Lingyao Peak. In these seven years, Ling Yao really did make Yu Xianxian repay the "herbs she ate," just as she had said before.

Poor Yu Xianxian thus embarked on a path of daily battles of wits and courage against medicinal herbs, never to repay her debts.

"Oh dear, my book."

During her escape, a yellow book flew out of Yu Xianxian's body. Upon noticing this, she ignored the man-eating grass chasing after her and quickly pounced to pick up the book and stuff it into her bosom.

After tumbling several times, Yu Xianxian finally stopped in front of a green pillar.

She was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she looked up and saw a huge mouth full of sharp teeth.

Upon seeing the man-eating plant with which she had shared a love-hate relationship for seven years, Yu Xianxian's heart skipped a beat.

"Ahhh, don't bite! Oh, my hair... What kind of omnivorous plant are you? Why are you eating hair?"

……

Having finally escaped her misery, Yu Xianxian dragged her exhausted body back to her warm little nest and immediately jumped onto the bed to lie down.

"What's blocking my way?"

Yu Xianxian fumbled around in the blankets behind her back for a while, and finally pulled out a golden mask.

That's right, it's the mask that appeared out of nowhere seven years ago. Yu Xianxian had asked Ling Yao about it, and when she learned it didn't belong to the other party, she didn't know what to do either.

What's even stranger is that no matter where she put this thing, she would always find it tucked inside the script the next morning when she woke up.

Yu Xianxian, who was familiar with all kinds of horror movies, almost didn't take this thing to Ling Yao for exorcism at first, but she gradually got used to it.

It's been seven years. If there were any monsters or demons in this thing, it should have been killed long ago.

Yu Xianxian, who wasn't killed, put the mask on her face. It's unclear whether it was custom-made for her, but it fit her perfectly.

Yu Xianxian stroked the mask on her face; the intricate patterns on it gave her fingertips a unique, frosty feel.

"Xianxian, are you inside?"

Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, Yu Xianxian quickly took off her mask and stuffed it into her bosom.

It has to be said, the robes of the immortal sects are really good; it feels like you can hide anything inside your clothes.

"how……"

Yu Xianxian opened the door, and what greeted her eyes was Yun Meng's stunningly beautiful face, and...

Good morning, little fairy.

Ling Qi had barely finished speaking when a merciless "bang" followed.

"I'm sorry, Peak Master Ling Qi, I'm not feeling well today."

“Nonsense, you’re always unwell every time I come.”

Ling Qi knocked on Yu Xianxian's door, looking just like a spoiled child.

"Oh, little fairy, tell me what secret you saw in the secret realm back then? It's been seven years, you should be moved by my perseverance by now."

Yu Xianxian: I'm so touched, you're a piece of cake.

"Oh dear, I already told you I made that up."

She was on the verge of tears. Seven years had passed, why was Ling Qi still thinking about it?

For the past seven years, this guy has gone to great lengths to find out the secret she didn't reveal in the main hall back then.

Not only did they use threats and inducements, but they also came to block her door almost every day during this period. Yu Xianxian felt that if this continued, she would suffer a nervous breakdown.

Even so, she held firm to her principles and didn't reveal Fu Laoliu's little secret. After all, if she told Ling Qi, it would be equivalent to the entire immortal sect knowing.

If that were the case, Yu Xianxian swallowed hard; her life might truly be over.

"Oh dear, Fairy, you're so stingy."

……

With a hum, after a long silence outside the door, Yu Xianxian finally cautiously opened the door.

Seeing that only Yunmeng was standing outside, she was so excited that she burst into tears and rushed to hug her.

"Waaaaah, Senior Sister Yun, why is my life so miserable?"

Looking at the person in her arms with snot and tears streaming down her face: ...So, could you please not wipe your snot on her clothes?

"Alright, alright."

Yunmeng patted Yu Xianxian's head, gently pushed her away, and revealed the food box she was carrying.

"Hurry up and take it inside to eat, I know you're hungry."

Waaah, Yu Xianxian was even more moved now.

How could she have such a wonderful senior sister? Not only is she beautiful, but she also cooks for her every day, and her cooking is exceptionally delicious.

Because Yu Xianxian lacks spiritual roots and is destined to be unable to cultivate, she still needs to eat. Yunmeng, on the other hand, has already abstained from grains, so Yu Xianxian always feels particularly embarrassed whenever the other sits next to her and watches her eat, just like now.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?"

"Ah, no."

Yu Xianxian swallowed her food while inwardly weeping. Help! How could she be so lucky? Not only could she eat the food her senior sister cooked, but she could also enjoy it while admiring her senior sister's stunning beauty. Hehehe.

"By the way, I might have to go down the mountain in a few days."

"Hey, how long will it take?"

"I don't know. My master said that after I establish my foundation, he will take me down the mountain to gain some experience. I think it should be in the next few days."

Seven years to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, although two years longer than Shen Mengxi's five years, is still a terrifying number. Normally, it takes decades for a person to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, and some even spend their entire lives hovering at the threshold of Foundation Establishment.

Yunmeng achieved Foundation Establishment in just seven years—a truly terrifying speed.

"Oh, is Peak Master Lingyao leaving too?"

Yu Xianxian was instantly disappointed. The only two beauties on Lingyao Peak were leaving. Where would she go to see her beautiful sisters in the future?

Wait, that's not right...

"Wait, leave me here alone."

You should know that there are only three living people on Lingyao Peak. Yunmeng and Lingyao have both left, so she's all alone now.

"Master said he couldn't bear to leave you alone, so he asked disciples from other peaks to take care of the spiritual herbs in your place."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xianxian instantly perked up. Was her carefree, couch potato lifestyle of lying in bed all day about to begin again?

"Master said he'll send you to Peak Master Lingqi's place..."

Before Yunmeng could finish speaking, she felt a gust of wind brush against her face.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the door was wide open and Yu Xianxian was no longer in the room.

Yu Xianxian, who had never run so fast before, said: No, no, no, sending her to Ling Qi's place would be like throwing a lamb to the slaughter! Sister Ling Yao, you have to think twice.