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

Inside Ling Yao's room, Yun Meng took off her clothes, revealing shocking wounds on her body.

"sit down."

Yunmeng obeyed the order and sat on the stool in front of Ling Yao.

Yunmeng felt a gentle stroking sensation on her back, knowing it was her master checking on her, and she inexplicably felt a little nervous.

After confirming that all the wounds had been treated with ointment, Ling Yao couldn't help but smile. Although Yu Xianxian was usually unreliable and didn't take good care of the spiritual herbs, she was still quite attentive to Yunmeng.

Yu Xianxian: Ugh, who's talking about her again?

Seeing that Ling Yao remained silent, Yun Meng finally couldn't help but speak up: "Master, I am fine."

"The wound itself is not a major problem; the issue is the demonic energy that has contaminated it."

"Xianxian has already applied Master's ointment to her, so it seems there's nothing seriously wrong."

"That ointment is only for healing wounds; it cannot remove demonic energy."

"But Xianxian clearly told me..."

An hour ago, Ling Yao did indeed present Yu Xianxian with the ointment, saying that the medicine could dispel demonic energy and that if even a trace of demonic energy remained, Yunmeng might be ruined.

But now it seems...

"I lied to her. I just wanted her to pay more attention, so I said that this medicine can remove demonic energy, and that not a single bit should be left behind, otherwise your cultivation will be completely ruined."

Yunmeng's lips twitched when she heard this. No wonder Yu Xianxian was so nervous back then. She thought the other party was frightened by her many wounds, but it turned out that her master was just being cunning.

"Alright, I'll now extract the demonic energy from you. Just bear with it."

"Yes……"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yunmeng gasped as Ling Yao placed her hand on her back.

The pain is like thousands of tiny insects clinging to your bones, refusing to leave, and under the powerful suction, they try to bite into every piece of your flesh to stay.

This process only lasted a few seconds, but those few seconds were enough for Yunmeng to suffer.

It wasn't until Ling Yao touched her hand and whispered "It's alright" that she felt like she had come back to life.

"It's a lesson, so you won't act on your own next time."

"Disciple knows his mistake."

After Yunmeng finished dressing, she turned around and saw a ball of black demonic energy floating in Ling Yao's palm.

Sadness, pain, resentment, despair... countless negative emotions are compressed into this small ball of demonic energy, making people want to stay away from it.

"Luo Jia was not originally a demon; in fact, he was an excellent beast cultivator who had tamed many spirit beasts. It's just a pity that he pursued the perfect spirit beast in his mind too much, to the point that he went mad and combined humans with spirit beasts."

"Isn't that just..."

"Yes, the forbidden technique I mentioned to you in the forest was invented by Loka. After Loka fell to demonhood, he was chosen as one of the four guardians of the Demon Lord because of his powerful strength and excellent beast-taming skills. It is said that he likes to use silver needles to combine humans and beasts who are still alive. These silver needles must be covered with blood and demonic energy. Presumably, the faceless one you encountered was formed from his silver needles."

"Indeed, after Faceless died, all that was left behind was a tangled mess of threads and a silver needle."

"Where is the needle? This needle is abnormally evil and has already taken form. It needs to be dealt with properly, otherwise it may cause a great disaster."

"It's already been crushed by Xianxian."

Ling Yao: ……

With a flick of her wrist, the demonic energy in her hand vanished without a trace. Then she picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said, "Hmm, destroying it isn't such a bad thing after all."

I just don't know how Yu Xianxian, a mere mortal with no cultivation, could crush such a needle filled with demonic energy with a single step.

Both Yunmeng and Lingyao fell into deep thought regarding this unsolved mystery.

"Now that the demonic energy has been eliminated, I will go back to my room to rest."

For various reasons, Yunmeng and Yu Xianxian will still share a room. Now that everything has been settled, she should indeed go back to rest.

Ling Yao naturally had no objection to this, nodding slightly to indicate that she understood. However, what was strange was that Yun Meng didn't leave after nodding, remaining seated in the same spot, prompting Ling Yao to ask in confusion, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Upon hearing this question, Yunmeng's lips twitched, and then she gave a bitter smile: "Master, your disciple doesn't know where my room is?"

Ling Yao: ...What a coincidence, she didn't know either.

The room was arranged by Zhou Yun for them, but Zhou Yun had already left with Yu Xianxian without telling Yun Meng where she was staying.

Then, an embarrassing scene unfolded.

The two looked at each other in silence, only a silent awkwardness passing between them.

"Alright, the weather's nice today, I'll go for a walk with you."

Okay, by the way, let's find out where your room is.

Yunmeng, upon hearing this, naturally didn't expose him and silently followed Ling Yao out of the room.

To their surprise, after a series of twists and turns, the two of them got lost.

Both of them were fully aware of this, but neither of them revealed it, because they knew that revealing it would make the atmosphere even more awkward.

So, relying on this amazing sense of direction, after going around in circles, I finally saw a glimmer of light ahead.

Ling Yao thought to herself, "I hope I haven't ended up back where I started, and my disciple has discovered that I'm lost."

She hoped she hadn't gone back to her master's room, because then her master would know she knew he was lost. That was Yunmeng's thought.

As expected of master and disciple, their thoughts were exactly the same. Fortunately, perhaps heaven heard their prayers, for as they approached, they discovered that the light was coming from a lantern.

And the two people illuminated by the light, if not Yu Xianxian and Zhou Yun, then who are they, some demon or monster?

"Immortal?"

Just as the atmosphere here reached an extremely eerie level, a voice as beautiful as heavenly music suddenly came from behind Yu Xianxian.

She turned around and saw Yunmeng and Lingyao.

At that moment, Yu Xianxian felt as if she had seen an angel. Oh, a beautiful angel, uh, no, I mean, Peak Master, Senior Sister, please come and save your poor and lovely Xianxian!

"Immortal Ling Yao, Miss Yun, what brings you two here?"

Upon seeing the two, Zhou Yun behind him instantly lost his previous murderous aura and transformed back into a polite and refined gentleman.

"Meng'er wanted to go back to her room, but I was worried about her injuries, so I brought her here."

Yes, some facts were cleverly omitted, such as getting lost.

"It was Zhou Yun who didn't think things through. He originally planned to take Miss Xianxian there first, and then take Miss Yun back to her room. However, he didn't expect to be so happy chatting with Miss Xianxian that he forgot the time."

Happy? Yu Xianxian said that her conscience told her that she was not happy at all.

This guy in front of me is definitely up to no good, just waiting for an opportunity to send her to the King of Hell for a feast.

But now that Ling Yao and Yun Meng have arrived, Zhou Yun, or rather Luo Jia, can no longer be so arrogant. His goal is to infiltrate the immortal sects; he has laid so much groundwork beforehand, and he cannot afford to ruin everything due to a moment of impulsiveness.

He never expected that even though he had deliberately brought people to such a remote place, they would still run into these two.

Yu Xianxian, who narrowly escaped death because Ling Yao and her companion got lost: How strange, I inexplicably feel like I've been blessed by Lady Luck today.