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

"Of course I know that."

Just as those words flooded into Yu Xianxian's body, a lot of things also appeared in her mind, but the amount of information was quite large, and she needed to digest it.

Although she is the creator of the rules, many of the rules were actually formulated by the Heavenly Dao based on the content of the book, and were not explicitly written by her. Alas, what can you do when she is a lazy author?

"The Heavenly Dao naturally cannot punish those who have not broken the rules, but the originator of the Demon Race just happens to be a bastard who broke the rules, deceived the Heavenly Dao, and even wanted to destroy the world. Isn't that a coincidence, Demon Lord?"

"So what? Even if you have indeed merged with the Heavenly Dao, the effects of the Fate Flower are still there. Yu Xianxian, you still can't kill me."

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

Yu Xianxian pulled her hand away from the other person's grasp. As golden words flowed in her eyes, Yu Xianxian's body slowly floated in the air.

Just as Si Tu frowned and looked at her, wondering what she was going to do, suddenly, his body heated up, and countless demonic energies were drawn out of his body and flew towards Yu Xianxian.

"You guy..."

As the countless annoying voices that had filled his mind over the centuries gradually faded away, Si Tu looked in Yu Xianxian's direction, his brows furrowed, seemingly lost in thought. He didn't utter another word until all the demonic energy within him was gone.

"The demons all transformed from humans after consuming your blood. In fact, the demonic energy within so many demons originates from you. So, if we remove all the demonic energy from you, those guys... ugh..."

Yu Xianxian's serious and solemn demeanor was broken by a gag only a few seconds later.

"Hehe, it must be tough."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm really unlucky to have to suffer for you, you bastard."

Although she couldn't vomit anything, Yu Xianxian still clutched her chest and gagged, looking quite disheveled.

"You keep saying I owe you, but now all you owe me is your life, kid."

"you……"

"What, you're speechless?"

Yu Xianxian's expression returned to a serious one, and even her eyes became sharper.

"You always say that the Heavenly Way is no good, but in the end, the Demon Lord doesn't dare to confront the Heavenly Way head-on, and only dares to bully me, a mere mortal."

"All the causes in this world originate from you. If I don't look for you, who else should I look for?"

"Ha, that sounds nice. I might feel a little guilty towards those who know nothing. But Si Tu, didn't you know everything from the very beginning? You say you don't believe in fate, but you've never thought of going against fate, have you?"

"Why would I do the opposite?"

"That's right, why did you do that? Because you've already decided that you're the villain, and you're burdened with the fate of dying no matter what you do."

As Yu Xianxian spoke, her eyes looked up at the image of the Immortal Gate above.

"You say you don't believe in fate, but Si Tu, compared to Si Ming, you're more like the one who accepts fate."

At this moment, the members of the Immortal Sect, who were gradually becoming overwhelmed by the large number of demons, suddenly discovered that the demons' magical power was beginning to fade for some unknown reason. Some of the weaker demons had even disappeared, becoming no different from mortals.

"How is this going?"

"How could this be? Where has my cultivation gone?"

In contrast to the panic of the demon soldiers, the disciples of the immortal sect became excited upon learning of this discovery.

"The demons' attack has stopped; their demonic energy seems to have vanished..."

"It's true, it's really true! Could it be the effect of the Immortal Sect's grand formation?"

"Disciples, listen to my command! Seize this opportunity to annihilate the demon race!"

"Yes."

Meanwhile, the other peak masters also noticed something was wrong.

"how do I……"

Looking at her hands, Luo Jia noticed that her once slender and fair hands had suddenly become like withered shrubs, with wrinkles gradually spreading between her fingers, and her entire hands had become withered and sallow.

His once handsome face, like that of a jade-faced gentleman, was in no better shape. His once dashing features were aging rapidly, leaving him withered and emaciated.

"What's happening? My hands, my face, ah!"

More terrifying than the decline in his cultivation was the change in his appearance, but Ye Yao on the other side couldn't care less about his madness. Adhering to the excellent strategy of "strike while the iron is hot," Ye Yao took advantage of the opponent's immersion in pain, his hands transforming into the sharp claws of a tiger, piercing through the opponent's body.

Even as his body began to fall, Loga continued to frantically scratch his face until he hit the ground and lost the ability to speak.

On the other side, after losing Si Tu's demonic energy, Ling Qi's body no longer went berserk, but lay on the ground as if asleep. Ling Bai looked at the calm Ling Qi and pulled out a few needles from its buttocks with a bitter expression. Fortunately, its master had left it enough pills, otherwise it would have been killed by the poison on this guy's magic weapon.

No way! This person has been bullied like this. Even if he is the master's master, it will get its revenge later.

"Heh, you're really tough. And these ingredients..."

On the other side of Spirit Beast Peak, Tu Sheng looked at the Devouring Python, then glanced at Bai Ge and the other two beside him, his eyes darting around a few times before he revealed a wicked smile.

Then he charged at the Devouring Python again: "Kill this unpalatable one first."

"You petty scoundrels, come at me!"

The Devouring Python also charged towards Tu Sheng. Just as the man and the snake touched, Bai Ge appeared beside Tu Sheng, raising her dragon claw to attack his head. She had Lin Zifu's teleportation array on her body. Even if Lin Zifu couldn't teleport her in time, Shangguan Heng had given her a lot of protective gear that he had tricked from Ling Qi. Even if Tu Sheng hit her, it wouldn't be fatal.

To their surprise, Tu Sheng kicked Bai Ge and then used the momentum to quickly move closer to Lin Zifu and Shangguan Heng.

"not good……"

"Zifu, take me..."

Seeing this, Tuntian and Baige sensed something was wrong, but before they could react, a strange scene unfolded. Tusheng suddenly paused in mid-air, as if he had been seriously injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He gritted his teeth, ignoring the strange change in his body, and continued charging towards the two.

But in those few breaths, Shangguan Heng's magical artifact successfully blocked his attack.

At the same time, the blue magic circle lit up, and Bai Ge, who had been teleported back by Lin Zifu, slammed the man into the ground with a claw. Following this, the Devouring Python delivered a heavy blow, rendering Tu Sheng completely unable to get up.

On the other side, Yue Mei watched as the demonic energy in her hand gradually dissipated, her brows furrowed.

"This is... could it be that something has happened to His Excellency...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Ling Yao's voice came from behind her.

"It's time for you to get going."

At the same time, the black flames completely engulfed Yue Mei; her rapidly declining cultivation level was indeed no match for the Nine Netherworld Flames. But just as she was about to escape, a sharp blade glowing red pierced through her body, as crimson as the blood that flowed from her.

Su Jin'er drew the Azure Blood Sword, and Yue Mei slowly collapsed with the sound of the blade being pulled out. Ling Yao, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't bear the strange feeling in her body and knelt down on one knee.

What's wrong with her? It's as if half of her body is being pulled out. But when she saw Su Jin'er, she didn't have time to care about her own body.

"Didn't I tell you to stay by Senior Brother's side? Why..."

"Don't worry, Peak Master Lingyao, Yunmeng is here."

"Menger?"

Ling Yao struggled to look in Lin Yu's direction, and only when she saw that familiar back did she finally feel relieved and faint. All she heard was Su Jin'er's exclamation.

"Master, may you rest in peace."

In the center of the massive magic array, Siming's body lay on top of Fu Yan, his vital point already a bloody mess, clearly indicating that there was no chance of survival.

But it was precisely this body, unsuitable for any soul to inhabit, that welcomed its owner back at the last moment.

"There's no need to feel guilty, just do what you're supposed to do."

"……Um."