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

"What if I'm the one who pays the price?"

Upon hearing Yu Xianxian's words, the two of them, along with the script, turned to her.

Si Tu was taken aback when he heard this, and then offered his "kind" advice.

"It dares not take your life."

"Is that so? What if I weren't going to die, but instead merged into the Heavenly Dao?"

"Immortal?"

"What do you mean?"

Yu Xianxian's words startled the two of them. Although all three of them understood perfectly, there were still some things Yu Xianxian needed to clarify. After all, in the face of rules, ambiguous statements were meaningless.

She looked at the script, her usual carefree and lazy demeanor gone; now she seemed more like the rule-maker that the world perceived her to be.

"Since changing the rules will lead to the rules being broken, and the Dao is already riddled with holes today, then I might as well become the material for repair."

As Yu Xianxian spoke, a smile appeared on her face.

"The creator of the rules, this material should be enough."

As she spoke, she turned her head and pointed at Si Tu, her tone returning to its original irritating manner: "Not to mention, there's also a scrap here that's second most closely connected to the rules."

Even though Si Tu, the "leftovers," was annoyed by this, he frowned and looked at the script and the person over there, his eyes filled with an almost tangible frost.

For a moment, the three of them were completely silent, until three words slowly appeared on the script.

"enough."

Upon seeing these three words, Yu Xianxian breathed a sigh of relief; it meant that it could be done.

"Xianxian, you..."

Before Shen Mengxi could finish speaking, Si Tu started laughing, and his laughter gradually became more and more manic, making Yu Xianxian wonder if he had rabies.

"Heh, do you think I'll let you have your way? If I die, you'll die too. What will you do then, Yu Xianxian?"

As he spoke, the Dragon-Slaying Sword appeared in Si Tu's hand, and without hesitation, he plunged the sword into his own abdomen.

But the next second, his body suddenly became immobilized as if under a spell. Shen Mengxi, realizing what was happening, quickly deflected the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

"you……"

Si Tu looked at the script. He had forgotten that this place was the space of the Heavenly Dao, and it was only natural for it to control nature.

"Why are you looking at our documents? You came in here of your own accord, so who's to blame?"

Unfortunately, Yu Xianxian, with the optimistic attitude that "a dog can't be driven to death anyway," added another mental attack to Si Tu's attack. But even if he was so enraged, he couldn't possibly break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao within its territory.

"Xianxian, are you really going to..."

Shen Mengxi looked at Yu Xianxian, wanting to say something but unsure what to say. She had thought her life was enough as a price to pay, but in the end…

She wanted to persuade Yu Xianxian, but she didn't know how to start the conversation, or what reason she had to start.

Now that Si Tu has used the Flower of Fate to bind his fate with Yu Xianxian, it seems there is no other way to resolve this situation.

"Senior sister, don't look at me like that. I've gone from a menial servant in the immortal sect to a rule-maker of the Heavenly Dao in one fell swoop. My advancement speed is unparalleled in the world."

Yu Xianxian smiled, then gave Shen Mengxi one last bear hug. As she let go, the space in front of Shen Mengxi, along with Yu Xianxian, began to gradually disappear.

"Thank you, Senior Sister. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have thought of this solution. Well, although Shen Mengxi is no longer the destined one, Yunmeng, as the senior sister of the Spirit Medicine Peak of the Immortal Sect, still needs to work hard in her cultivation."

As Yu Xianxian finished speaking, everything before her eyes turned completely white.

"So, now it's just us left."

After Yunmeng left the space, Yu Xianxian looked at Si Tu beside her, her expression changing from reluctance to disdain.

"The thought of bringing someone like you, a scrap of material, makes me feel like my own material has become cheap."

"Heh, if you really want to integrate me into the rules, aren't you afraid that I'll cause trouble within them?"

At this moment, Si Tu had changed from holding a sword to standing. After all, he was a numerical monster, and even under the constraints of the Heavenly Dao, it was impossible to completely freeze him.

Do you know what scraps or offcuts are?

As Yu Xianxian spoke, she reached for the script, not forgetting to mock Si Tu even in her final moments as a human being.

"You can only stay in the corner. As long as I'm here, you won't be able to break the rules of this world."

As they spoke, Yu Xianxian placed her hand on the script, and with a flash of white light, the two of them, along with the script, vanished from the space. The space itself then cracked open, eventually shattering, as if it had never existed, just like the two who had entered it.

When Yu Xianxian opened her eyes again, she saw a white space with countless characters floating in it, forming a series of rules.

"Will I turn into words in a little while?"

Just as Yu Xianxian made a comment, the black wings behind Si Tu suddenly unfurled. He flew to the text in the sky and reached out to destroy it, but a force even stronger than himself bounced him back.

"Heh, just as I thought..."

Si Tu sneered, looked down at Yu Xianxian, and appeared behind her in the next second, reaching out to strike her head.

Unsurprisingly, he did not harm Yu Xianxian, and a strong light emanated from her body, causing people to close their eyes and avoid its sharpness.

Yu Xianxian: ...

I never thought she would become light one day, but why doesn't she have a summoner?

As the light gradually faded, the two opened their eyes again, and all the text in the space disappeared, leaving only the script floating in the air.

"finished."

It's done, just like that, that simple?

Yu Xianxian raised her hand and clenched her fist. She didn't feel any change in her body. She was still as kind, lovely, beautiful, gentle, generous, and poised as ever... (100 words omitted here)

Could it be that some change has occurred that is not visible from the outside?

Thinking this, Yu Xianxian's first reaction was to have Si Tu behind her throw a punch, but unfortunately, she didn't manage to send the dog demon lord flying tens of thousands of miles away as she wished. In fact, she didn't even hit him before Si Tu caught her with his hand.

"Ah, weak and powerless."

As Si Tu spoke, he attacked again, aiming for Yu Xianxian's vital point. However, just like before, before he could even touch her, a powerful force emanated from her, repelling his hand and leaving wounds on it.

"Is this the power of rules?"

Si Tu frowned, looking down at Yu Xianxian with his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. Although she was powerless, he couldn't hurt her either, a truly infuriating discovery.

"It seems that the Demon Lord's power is nothing more than this."

Hearing Yu Xianxian's mockery, Si Tu's expression grew even colder, but a sneer also appeared on his face: "Yu Xianxian, even if I am no longer in the mortal world, the demon race is still the mortal enemy of the immortal sect. Even if you use some means to relieve the immortal sect's predicament today, so what? Don't forget, the Heavenly Dao cannot directly touch those who have not broken the rules."