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

"What are your thoughts, Demon Lord?"

Xuan Cheng was startled when he was suddenly grabbed by the other party, but he quickly recovered.

"Could it be that the Demon Lord knows my younger brother?"

"My younger brother?"

Hearing this, Yu Xianxian was also stunned. This guy was called Lin Zifu's younger brother, which meant he was Lin Zifu's older brother. Come to think of it, her senior sister had mentioned before that Lin Zifu was a half-demon. Oh, so they're family. Well, it's alright then.

"Ahem, it's nothing. I just felt that the name sounded a little familiar."

Yu Xianxian let go of the other person's hand, glancing at the collar that she had pulled noticeably longer, feeling a little guilty. She thought to herself that she probably wouldn't have to pay for the clothes, since she couldn't possibly have a single penny on her.

"I didn't expect the Demon Lord to be so familiar with my younger brother, a mere disciple of the sect. The Demon Realm's investigation into the immortal sects is indeed thorough."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xianxian scoffed inwardly. Meticulous, indeed! With that arrogant attitude of the Demon Lord, she doubted whether he even remembered the names of the five peak masters, let alone the disciples of the immortal sect.

But the next second, Yu Xianxian suddenly realized, "That's right, they're treating me like a dog demon lord, and they want me to go to the immortal sect to find someone. What good could this be?" But unfortunately, before Yu Xianxian could ask any further questions, someone took advantage of her momentary daze to snatch control of her body and "very considerately" (with ill intent) continued, "Instead of saying anything flattering, let's get straight to the point and save each other's time."

These words imply that something is going to happen. Xuan Cheng laughed and said, "The Demon Lord is indeed generous. My request is very simple; you only need to bring the person here."

"You want to find someone from the immortal sect, yet you come to me for help. I'm afraid this is a sign of your relationship with your younger brother..."

The words were left unsaid, but the meaning was clear. Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Xuan Cheng's eyes, and this hostility was clearly not directed at Si Tu. Otherwise, Xuan Cheng would probably already be grabbed by the neck and lifted up.

Soon, Xuan Cheng composed himself and returned to his previous humble and submissive demeanor.

"There's not much to talk about regarding these family matters, but if the Demon Lord is interested, Xuan Cheng will tell you everything he knows."

"Ah, please."

At this moment, Yu Xianxian didn't have time to complain about Si Tu's utterly ridiculous words; she focused all her attention on Xuan Cheng. She wanted to see what reason this old monster, who had lived for hundreds of years, would give to torment their poor cat—oops, Lin Zifu.

"It was just some of my father's romantic entanglements. More than twenty years ago, my father met a rogue cultivator in the mortal realm and they had a son, who was a half-demon. When my mother found out, she was afraid that this would bring shame to the family and wanted to kill the bastard, but my father stopped her. In a fit of anger, my mother fought with my father and accidentally killed him."

The story was only halfway through when Xuan Cheng's emotions were building up, but Yu Xianxian's words extinguished them.

"Then your dad really deserved it."

As expected, Yu Xianxian immediately received a complicated look from him upon hearing this, which made her shrug.

"What? I didn't say anything wrong."

These words were even more offensive, but the other party was a demon lord whom he could not defeat, and also the person he sought. Xuan Cheng had no choice but to suppress the resentment in his heart and continue: "Perhaps my father was indeed at fault in this matter, but my mother was always an innocent victim. After my father died, my mother also committed suicide because she could not bear the inner condemnation."

"Well, if you put it that way, your father was killed by your mother, and your mother killed herself, so what does that have to do with anyone else?"

Xuan Cheng: ...

"If that's what the Demon Lord says, then my lost legs must have been caused by that cultivator."

"Oh, then tell me why the other party would rather abandon their own child than cripple your legs? By the way, your Senluo Palace has existed for hundreds of years, right? Your guard duty is terrible, allowing a mortal cultivator to sneak in and cripple you. It's impossible for someone to be a Tribulation Transcending cultivator in return. That can't be right, Tribulation Transcending cultivators need to pledge their lives, and in return, they'd only exchange their two legs."

The Xuan Cheng before him was at most at the Nascent Soul stage; if he was truly after him, there was no reason for someone at the Tribulation Transcending stage to cripple his legs. Furthermore, what Yu Xianxian didn't say was that she didn't believe someone at the Tribulation Transcending stage would even be interested in his father.

"Ahem, the Demon Lord has always been at odds with the immortal sects. Having dealt with humans extensively, he must have experienced their cunning firsthand."

"Heh, so what if those people are cunning? They still can't escape my grasp."

Xuan Cheng: ...Ahem, although I've heard that the Demon Lord is arrogant and conceited, today he finally understands what it means to "kill the conversation with every single word".

Yu Xianxian, who is not a damage dealer, thought: Damn, why do I feel like this guy is targeting me?

It must be said that Xuan Cheng was indeed in a very good state of mind. Even after chatting for so long, he could still put on a professional fake smile and continue, "Ahem, Lord Demon Lord, your magic power is boundless, so naturally no conspiracy or trick can harm you. But Xuan Cheng is just a minor demon, so naturally I cannot deal with some situations immediately. When I first found that cultivator, I wanted to have a good talk with her, but I didn't expect her to distrust me so much. She sent my younger brother to the trial grounds for selecting disciples of the immortal sect ahead of time, and even used her life as a pact to cripple my legs. She is truly heartless and insane."

"Wow, he's my younger brother now, not some bastard anymore."

Yu Xianxian didn't believe Xuan Cheng's words at all. Putting aside Xuan Cheng's attitude, the way he was trying to mess with Lin Zifu didn't seem like the tolerant and magnanimous person he was supposed to be.

Hearing the other party mock him again, even Xuan Cheng's tone turned cold.

"Judging from the Demon Lord's words, he seems to be very dissatisfied with Xuan Cheng's actions."

"Indeed, you have wasted far too much of my time."

As he spoke, Si Tu released his aura, causing the surrounding objects to tremble. Xuan Cheng was even lifted up in front of him from a distance, and even if the other party used all his strength, he could not get rid of him.

"Just tell me what you want that half-demon for. Skip the rest of the nonsense, understand?"

"Understood, understood. I—no, my legs are crippled, so I wish to find a complete body. My half-brother is the perfect match for me, and I've heard he has excellent aptitude. Therefore, cough cough..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Cheng was thrown to the ground by Si Tu. He was gasping for air and didn't dare to say another word.