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

"How did you..."

Although you can't see the faceless man's expression, you can tell how shocked he is just by listening to his tone.

It was at this moment that Yunmeng took advantage of his distraction and transformed the fireball in the fire into a sharp blade.

It was obvious that a sword made of ordinary flames could not cut through so many black lines, but Yunmeng still rushed into the black lines without hesitation. After all, if she could not defeat the enemy with one strike this time, she might never have another chance.

Just as the black line was about to engulf Yunmeng, suddenly, a red lotus flower appeared in front of Yunmeng, enveloping her like a protective umbrella.

It was the flower petal that Ling Yao had given her back then.

Yunmeng's lips curled up slightly. Using the power of the red lotus, she passed through the dense black lines and stabbed her sword into the opponent's forehead.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

The next second, Wumian expanded rapidly like a balloon, and finally burst, blasting Yunmeng more than ten meters away. If it weren't for Honglian's protection, she would have been seriously injured by the impact.

Faceless himself transformed into a tangled ball of thread, but this pitch-black mess contained a gleaming silver needle.

"The beast cultivator who invented the method of combining humans and beasts used a needle made of black iron to connect the tissues of the human and the beast. Over time, it became tainted with evil energy, turning it into a demon as well."

After reading the introduction in the script, Yu Xianxian walked up to the silver needle and stomped on it, smashing it to pieces.

Yes, a good support character knows how to finish off the main character after they've defeated the enemy.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Yu Xianxian ran to Yunmeng, only to find her lying motionless on the ground with her eyes closed.

"Senior sister, senior sister, are you alright? Senior sister! Don't scare me! Ah, senior sister, my beautiful senior sister is gone, waaaaah..."

Exhausted and just wanting to lie down and rest for a while: ...Don't cry, she's not dead yet.

Yu Xianxian, who had finally managed to get Yunmeng to look down at her again, was met with a speechless look in her eyes.

"Aha, senior sister, are you alright? You scared me to death."

Yunmeng: ...She was fine before, but if you keep crying, she might get into trouble.

Yunmeng sat up and looked in the direction where the faceless man had been. Upon seeing this, Yu Xianxian hurriedly took credit: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I've already finished him off."

Although she didn't know what "finishing blow" meant, seeing the other person's eager expression for praise, Yunmeng still gave a faint "hmm".

After confirming that Wumian would not be resurrected, Yunmeng stood up, and Yu Xianxian, who was squatting to the side, also stood up and followed Yunmeng to Zhou Yun, who was standing to the side, seemingly lost in thought.

"Young Master Zhou, now that the demons have been eliminated, we must take our leave."

"Ah, oh, the two young ladies are leaving."

Zhou Yun looked very dull at the moment. Yun Meng knew that he was like this because of the pain of losing his loved ones, so she didn't want to say anything more. She prepared to take Yu Xianxian away and let her be alone here.

Before he had taken more than a few steps, he heard Zhou Yun's voice behind him.

"Two young ladies."

Yu Xianxian: Oh, now I know it's two girls.

"Is there anything else, Young Master Zhou?"

Looking back, Yunmeng felt a little sympathy for Zhou Yun's plight. After all, her family had also been harmed by demons, hadn't they? She could understand best the feeling of losing everything overnight.

To her surprise, Zhou Yun bowed deeply to her this time and said, "Zhou Yun has nothing left now. I beg you to take me into the immortal sect."

Completely surprised to hear this, Yunmeng frowned and said, "Young Master Zhou, it's not that I don't want to help you, but entering the Immortal Sect requires passing its assessments, and I am just a mere disciple."

"Yes, no, absolutely not."

Yunmeng gave Yu Xianxian a strange look, and Yu Xianxian immediately shut up after receiving her gaze. It seemed that she, who hadn't passed the test, had no right to say such things.

"It's alright. May I ask, Miss Yun, when is the next Immortal Sect Assessment?"

"The Immortal Sect Assessment is held every ten years. Seven years have passed since the last assessment. Young Master, you only need to wait three years."

"Do we still need three more years?"

Zhou Yun's voice sounded extremely unwilling, yet also extremely helpless.

Yunmeng thought he still wanted her help, but the next second he said, "In that case, may I ask you to keep this fish-shaped jade pendant safe?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yun took out the familiar fish-shaped jade pendant from his pocket and presented it with both hands.

"Back then, Zhou Yun was ignorant and didn't know that his letters had been intercepted by villains, so he never trusted the Immortal Sect. Now that the two young ladies have saved my Zhou family from this predicament, please accept this jade pendant."

"This……"

Yunmeng looked at the jade pendant, her eyes flickering. Logically speaking, she would never accept someone else's mother's keepsake, but according to Wumian, the one sealed inside was Luo Jia, and leaving it here would be too dangerous.

only……

The seductive voice seemed to echo in her mind again, and Yunmeng clenched her fists, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Of Si Tu's four protectors, Luo Jia is the most skilled at bewitching people, so she probably can't take this jade pendant now.

"Xianxian, go and get the jade pendant."

"Ah, me? Okay."

Although she didn't know the reason, Yu Xianxian still listened to her beautiful senior sister and immediately went to get the jade pendant...

Looking at the jade pendant floating in mid-air, Yu Xianxian tilted her head back, then looked at Zhou Yun with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you playing with me?"

But before Zhou Yun could explain, a familiar voice came, and Yun Meng and Yu Xianxian both looked up in surprise.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the inn? Why did you act on your own?"

Clad in flowing red robes, exuding an ethereal aura, who else could this person be but Ling Yao?

"Master."

"Peak Lord."

Yunmeng and Yu Xianxian both cried out in surprise, but Zhou Yun stared at the person in mid-air speechlessly, as if he were stunned.

"This jade pendant is shrouded in evil energy. Meng'er, how could you let Xianxian take it?"

Ling Yao, clutching the jade pendant that had just floated into her hand, landed slowly; the scene was breathtakingly beautiful. Of course, it would have been even better if this beautiful woman's first words upon landing had been more gentle.

"Master, your disciple knows his mistake."

Yunmeng immediately bowed and admitted her mistake. It was indeed her oversight that she hadn't considered this. No matter what, Yu Xianxian was just a mortal without spiritual power, and she hadn't even taken that into account.

Yunmeng's lowered brows and eyes were filled with hostility, or perhaps she had already been affected by that voice.

Seeing this, Ling Yao sighed, ultimately unable to bear to blame them. She turned to look at the three people present, her voice carrying an imposing aura that compelled them to listen.

"Now, who can tell me what exactly happened?"