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

"Ugh, I mean, don't they censor Tiandao's videos?"

Originally, Yu Xianxian wanted to secretly see what her dear senior sister was doing, but she saw Yunmeng cut open a grass that looked like a human figure and take out its red juice.

The blood-like liquid immediately triggered Yu Xianxian's reaction, and Si Tu looked disgusted at her disheveled appearance.

"The thought that you are the creator of this world makes me feel ashamed."

"Well, there's nothing I can do. I don't want to acknowledge you yet. But there's nothing I can do. No matter how much of a scoundrel a son is, he's still my own child... ugh, I mean, I wrote it myself."

"you……"

Compared to Yu Xianxian, the queen of verbal sparring, Si Tu, who always uses strength to shut up her opponents, is indeed finding it difficult to gain the upper hand in verbal exchanges.

but……

"Hehe, being corrupted by demonic energy must feel terrible."

As someone who has lived with those things for thousands of years, he knows very well what that feeling is like.

"It's really tough, but I'm just a mortal and I haven't gone mad yet, which means the Demon Lord isn't so bad after all."

"To become a mortal of the Heavenly Dao?"

"You used to call me a mere mortal, saying I had no cultivation, was at the mercy of others, and could be killed at will. Yet, it was I, a mere mortal, who created this world... What? Now you say I'm not a mortal? Does that mean you finally admit you're afraid of me?"

"When did I..."

"Demon Lord Si Tu never used any schemes against people before, but now all his schemes are directed at me. What else could it be but fear?"

"I'm scheming against the laws of Heaven, not against you."

"So, you finally admit that you're afraid of the will of Heaven."

"...What good are all the arguments you win here now? Don't forget, Yu Xianxian, you can't kill me anymore."

"When did I say I was going to kill you?"

Yu Xianxian rolled her eyes at Si Tu, seemingly mocking his narcissism.

"My goal is simply to ensure that you don't destroy this world and that the people I care about don't die at your hands. That's enough."

"You speak so magnanimously, but I don't believe you truly don't hate me?"

"Of course not. It's because of you, you bastard, that I've developed a phobia of handsome men ever since. Now I don't even dare to peek at those handsome guys."

Si Tu: ...

This guy is actually their creator? It's unbelievable...

"Besides, once a person dies, they have nothing left. The dead cannot atone for their sins. Si Tu, I know you are not afraid of death. If I really let you die, I would be at a huge loss."

"You don't actually think that by trapping me here, I'll obediently listen to you, do you, Yu Xianxian?"

But Yu Xianxian ignored Si Tu's sarcasm and instead reached for the script beside her, speaking indifferently.

"Actually, there's something the Demon Lord doesn't know. Although I'm special enough to merge with the Heavenly Dao, because I'm so special, I'm still limited by my lifespan. But fortunately, I'm now inextricably bound to you. As long as you live, I can maintain the Heavenly Dao for as long as you live. Let me calculate how much longer you can live, tsk tsk, I can't even count it all. As expected of Demon Lord Situ, I admire you."

"Yu Xianxian!"

Faced with the other party's incompetent rage, Yu Xianxian feigned innocence and shrugged.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? This is all your own doing, it has nothing to do with me. In fact, I should thank the Demon Lord for his kindness, which is why I, a mortal, have been able to live for so long."

As she spoke, her tone shifted, turning cold.

"If you ask me, even in such a long time, it's not certain that you'll still be able to finish the killings you've committed."

"Heh, compared to that myriad demonic energies, you're much better at making people angry."

"Oh, you flatter me, you flatter me. My mouth only grew to annoy you, Demon Lord. Speaking of which, there's something I forgot to tell you."

Yu Xianxian's voice turned low again as she pulled the script in front of her.

"Why don't you guess why Heaven has never told me about your plan? Do you think it's because you've hidden it well? Or is it because Heaven is protecting me? Ha, neither, Si Tu. Do you think only the final outcome is out of your control?"

Upon hearing this, Si Tu frowned: "You mean I've been tricked by the Heavenly Dao? Ha, this thing always operates according to the rules, how could it possibly have extra ideas?"

"But thousands of years ago, a part with extraneous ideas was absorbed back into the Heavenly Dao, wasn't it?"

A name flashed through Si Tu's mind—Si Tian. That guy was originally a part separated from the Heavenly Dao, but he wanted to break away from the Heavenly Dao and go to the outside world.

If it were him...

"But what evidence do you have?"

"Oh, there's no evidence. I was just saying it casually. What, you actually believed it? Tsk tsk, it seems the Demon Lord isn't very confident in himself."

Si Tu: ...

Compared to Yu Xianxian, even if all the negative emotions in the demonic energy were added together, it would still be somewhat lacking.

In truth, being with Yu Xianxian is the real punishment for Si Tu, and this kind of life will continue for a very, very long time.

"Actually, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Yu Xianxian looked at the script, and the page remained silent for a long time before a single word, "Yes," slowly appeared.

"No, when you were with me, you would scold me a little every month and a lot every day, yet you want me to stay. Are you a sadist?"

Yu Xianxian really wanted to roll her eyes at the script, but the words written at the bottom of the script made her even more defensive.

"What's being simulated is your personality."

"Nonsense! How could a naive and kind-hearted young woman like me curse people every day? Let me tell you, this is slander, this is slander!"

When Yu Xianxian angrily threatened to sue the scriptwriter, the other party slowly wrote: "I'm sorry, but this is a last resort."

"I'm so annoyed with you, I knew you were up to no good."

Just when the scriptwriter thought Yu Xianxian was going to give it tens of thousands of words of "beautiful sentences," the other party suddenly became calm.

"Never mind, let it be."

Things had already come to this point, and there was nothing she could change.

Moreover, Yu Xianxian now maintains the Heavenly Dao every day. She secretly observes interesting events in the world, occasionally annoys a certain dog demon lord, and even sneaks down to the underworld. Ah, life is truly wonderful.

"Wow, Siming, I think I saw a ghost stealing my roasted sweet potato."

"Pah, pah, pah! I went through so much trouble to bring you here, what's wrong with sneaking a bite? Besides, it's not as good as what I grilled."

"Listen, this ghost can talk."

"But I didn't see anyone, nor did I hear any sound?"

"Oh no, am I hallucinating?"

When she turned to look at where Yu Xianxian had just been, the other person had already left.

"Oh no, could I really be developing a mental illness?"

Later, Yu Xianxian ran back to the Immortal Sect.

"Zifu, please, steal it for me one more time. This time, I promise Master won't find out."

"No, I was already punished by Master to smash wine jars last time, and Peak Master Lin is still giving me trouble."

"Ahem, don't worry, I won't reveal your whereabouts to Master."

"That's why I said it was unreliable. With such a huge gap in skill levels, how could it possibly succeed?"

"In that case, how about we use a 'luring the tiger away from the mountain' tactic?"

"Yunmeng, do you have any good ideas? Tell me quickly."

Yu Xianxian didn't need to listen to the rest; she knew it would inevitably lead to another chaotic scene.

Well, I must say, even without her, the immortal sect is full of talented people, and the future is promising. Congratulations!