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

"Does Miss Xianxian not want Zhou Yun to join the immortal sect?"

Wow, what kind of tea-like talk is that?

Yu Xianxian immediately took a half step back, her eyes filled with terror: "Let me tell you, I didn't say that. You, you're slandering me!"

"Xianxian, stop making a fuss. Zhou Yun's mother died while sealing Luo Jia, and his father and sister died because Wumian wanted to rescue Luo Jia. The matter of Luo Jia was originally the Immortal Sect's mistake, and the Immortal Sect naturally cannot sit idly by and ignore it."

Yu Xianxian, who was secretly reading the script: ...Actually, she thought it would be better to just sit and do nothing, but looking into Ling Yao's eyes, she didn't dare to say it.

Waaaaah, Yu Xianxian, at the bottom of the food chain, forever a humble working person.

“I also think this is inappropriate. Young Master Zhou has not yet undergone the trials. If we let him enter the immortal sect just like that, it may be difficult to convince the public.”

“I did not say that I would make him a disciple of the immortal sect directly. Trials are necessary, of course. But if Zhou Yun fails the trials, I promise that he can stay on Spirit Medicine Peak.”

"What are you going to do at Spirit Medicine Peak? Be a menial servant?"

"Just like you, I will take care of the spiritual herbs together."

Yu Xianxian, the servant: ...Sorry to bother you, she muted her microphone.

"As long as I can stay in the Immortal Sect, even if it's just a menial job, Zhou Yun is willing."

"I never said I wanted you to do menial tasks..."

Seeing Zhou Yun standing to the side performing a deep bow again, Ling Yao was truly exhausted and no longer wanted to interfere.

"In that case, this disciple will obey Master's instructions."

Hearing Yunmeng's answer, Ling Yao nodded and waved to Yu Xianxian and Zhou Yun, saying:

"Alright, it's getting late. You should all go back and rest. I still need to check Meng'er's wound."

Yu Xianxian: ...She guessed it was to check whether she was doing her job properly.

"I had the servants tidy up Miss Xianxian's room before they left. Please come with me."

Looking at Zhou Yun's smiling face, Yu Xianxian silently retreated. No, she didn't want to. She wanted to stay here, just in case.

"Immortal?"

Seeing Yu Xianxian retreat, the other two looked puzzled.

"Um, Peak Master, I can help Senior Sister with this..."

Before Yu Xianxian could finish speaking, a gentle spiritual force sent her out of the room, and the door closed behind her.

Yu Xianxian, who was clearly rejected: ...Is she really that unpopular?

Yu Xianxian squatted on the ground, drawing circles of grievance, while Zhou Yun, who had left a step earlier, coughed behind her and said, "Ahem, Miss Xianxian, it's getting late, let me take you to your room."

Yu Xianxian turned to look at him, her expression telling the story of "wanting to cry but having no tears," which made Zhou Yun's lips twitch.

I don't know why, but being around this person always gives me the feeling that, well, she's a bit seriously ill.

“Miss Xianxian, cough cough, there’s no need for that. Immortal Master Lingyao is just worried about your health. After all, you are just a mortal…”

"So what if we're just ordinary people? Which ordinary person hasn't stayed up all night?"

Zhou Yun never expected that his words would ignite Yu Xianxian. Watching her mutter incessantly, he was utterly exasperated.

Fortunately, Yu Xianxian, this lazybones, began to miss the warm and soft bed after realizing that there was no hope for her to stay. In the end, she succumbed to the temptation of the quilt and got up to follow Zhou Yun.

……

The moon was shrouded in dark clouds, making everything in front of us, from the road to the people, blurry and indistinct. Even the shadows on the ground looked menacing under the lantern's light.

The two walked silently along the quiet road. That's right, the servants had all been dismissed, so why were there any human voices?

Yu Xianxian already felt there was nothing to say to Zhou Yun, and at this moment, yawning incessantly, she just wanted to lie down on the bed and go to sleep as soon as possible.

To her surprise, Zhou Yun took the initiative to start a conversation with her.

"Although Miss Xianxian is just a mortal, she is quite well-versed in this kind of book."

"what?"

Yu Xianxian, who has been lying down all day and never touches a book since graduation: ...Is this person really talking to her?

"Isn't that right? When dealing with Faceless earlier, Miss Fairy found his weakness in an instant. Isn't that something that can only be done by thoroughly studying books?"

"Ah, well, I only read books occasionally. This time it was just a lucky coincidence that I happened to have seen information on that kind of guy."

"Miss Xianxian is too modest. If you didn't love books, why would you carry them with you at all times?"

Zhou Yun turned around, the lantern in his hand casting an indistinct shadow on his face.

"Back then, Fairy Fairy, you hid behind the rock to take out the book and look at the information about Faceless, right?"

"Ah, yes, but how did you know?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the rock was too small, and Zhou's angle was just right to see what Xianxian was doing. At that time, what Zhou saw was Xianxian taking out a book from her bosom and starting to read it."

Yu Xianxian silently took two steps back. "Brother, are your eyes on rocks? How can you see this?"

Yu Xianxian: ...Wasn't I telling you to step on the bloodstains to attract the Faceless One's attention? This young man, how can he be so rebellious at such a young age? Instead of working properly, what is he doing here to see her?

"But it's strange, I remember that there shouldn't be any books about faceless beings in the books of the Immortal Sect?"

"Ah, it's a cultivation sect, there are so many books, it's normal that you haven't read them."

"Really? Then I must have misremembered. But Miss Xianxian, you don't seem at all surprised that I know there's no record of the Faceless Book in the Immortal Sect's collection?"

Zhou Yun tilted his head slightly, his smile remaining the same as before, but with these words, it looked a bit creepy.

Yu Xianxian: How many points?! It's several hundred points more creepy than I expected. Damn, I was so focused on hiding the script that I ended up getting tricked myself.

"Ah, I didn't even realize it until you said so. Young Master Zhou, you've never been to the Immortal Sect, so you shouldn't even know if there's a book about the Faceless One in their collection, ha, ha..."

Clearly, her awkward laughter was not enough to dispel the tense atmosphere, and Yu Xianxian, who appeared calm on the surface, was actually panicking.

"Rather than calling him a demon, it's more accurate to say he's a demon. But this demon is just a shield. Our Yunmeng contestant has no idea that she has just fallen into a trap woven from the grounds, and the one who wove this trap is the very person she just saved, Zhou Yun, or rather Luo Jia, one of the Demon Lord's four protectors. His strength at the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm is enough to rival the peak masters of immortal sects. However, his purpose this time is only to infiltrate immortal sects, so as long as we don't expose his identity, we'll be safe for now. But once we do expose him, then we can feast on him."

Not wanting to be forced into a banquet, Yu Xianxian swallowed hard as she looked at the guy in front of her who was about to reveal his true, menacing nature. She was doomed. She thought she had hidden it well enough, but now…

Yu Xianxian's inner voice once again resonated with the voice of the sun: Luo Jia, I'll fuck your grandpa.