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

"Is that so?"

With so many disciples from the immortal sects, and the other party being from the Spirit Beast Peak, Ling Yao naturally couldn't tell if it was true or false.

There's no concern about outsiders, since today the entire Immortal Sect is being patrolled by Ye Yao and his disciples, and with the sect's protective array, there's definitely no problem.

But why does this person's figure look so familiar?

A token appeared out of thin air in front of Yu Xianxian. She reached out and grasped the token, but instead of channeling her spiritual power into it, she bowed to Ling Yao and Ling Qi and walked into the magic array.

"Simply input your spiritual power into the token."

"This disciple understands, thank you Peak Master."

Yu Xianxian, who seemed as calm as a rock but was actually panicking: "She needs to have spiritual power too."

Peak Master? Even after the other person disappeared from her sight, Ling Yao was still pondering these two words in her heart. Other disciples either called her Peak Master Ling or Peak Master Ling Yao.

So far, only Yu Xianxian has called her that.

Ling Yao rubbed her temples. How could she think that way? That child didn't even have spiritual power, so how could he have run into the secret realm on his own?

Yu Xianxian, who couldn't possibly have run into the secret realm on her own: ...In a sense, she was certain that she had come here because some damned demon lord had forced her to.

……

"Ahhh~"

At this moment, a series of miserable screams came from the sky above the secret realm, and the owner of the voices was none other than our poor Yu Xianxian.

"Dog...cough cough, Demon Lord, don't you have any magical artifacts that can make me float? If this continues, I'll fall to my death."

In this situation, the flexible and resourceful Yu Xianxian wisely chose to submit to Si Tu.

"Mortals are just trouble."

Troublesome Mortal Yu: ...If she didn't value her life, she would definitely go inside the mask and punch this guy in the face.

The next second, Yu Xianxian felt a burning sensation on her back. When she turned around, the first thing she saw was a pair of black wings that were bigger than her.

Yu Xianxian: ...Big brother, you call this a magic weapon? Aren't you really afraid that people around will see it and come over and shoot her?

"Use it or not, take it or leave it."

Anyway, that person would never admit that he didn't even have a single magical artifact.

Yu Xianxian, who was falling even faster due to the increased weight: ...

Then why don't you teach her how to use it? Not everyone is born with wings, right?

The next second, with two "fluttering" sounds, the black wings behind her flapped, and Yu Xianxian's entire body instantly formed a beautiful arc in the air.

Wow, this is what flying feels like. It's completely different from flying in an airplane... Oh no, bro, we're going to crash into a mountain.

As she watched herself rush straight into the embrace of a mountain peak, Yu Xianxian subconsciously closed her left eye.

As for her right eye, the demon lord who controls her body still needs it.

Just as she was about to reach the mountain, Yu Xianxian suddenly did a 90-degree turn and her head slammed straight into a mushroom.

Forced to bear all the blame, Yu Xianxian thought: "...If she dies one day, this damned demon lord will definitely bear 80% of the responsibility."

Fortunately, I managed to snatch my life from the jaws of death today.

Just as Yu Xianxian was about to think that, her body suddenly bounced up. After several rounds of falling and bouncing, she finally touched her beloved Mother Earth intact.

Yu Xianxian, whose face was covered in dirt: ...Where did you get the idea that she was perfectly fine?

"I didn't have much magic left to begin with, and I'm going to use it to save you."

Si Tu said she was leaving and going home to sleep.

Yu Xianxian, who had finally managed to lift her head, looked at the mask lying on the ground and punched it in a fit of anger.

Ouch, that hurts. I knew I couldn't hurt him.

She had no choice but to pick up the mask awkwardly and then begin to observe her surroundings.

Now that the Demon Lord Dog is gone, there's no need for her to work anymore. Anyway, she doesn't know anything about rare and precious herbs, so she might as well take this opportunity to find a place to settle down. As long as the Demon Lord Dog isn't around, there's no way she'll be working.

As long as we can hold out until the competition ends, we'll be fine...

Yu Xianxian, who had no idea when the competition would end: ...

It seems, similarly, that sixth brother Fu Yan didn't say when the secret realm would end? And even if it does end, how will she get out?

At this moment, Fu Yan seemed to realize the problem as well, and looked at the senior brother who had already opened the wine pot and was smelling the aroma of the wine: "I seem to have forgotten to tell them when the secret realm ends?"

"It's alright, the token will bring them out when the time comes anyway."

"Oh, the token will take them out." Yu Xianxian, who was holding the script, closed the script and breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the token will take them out, then there's nothing to worry about... my foot!

Yu Xianxian took out the token that hadn't received any spiritual power at all, wishing it had just stayed in Ling Qi's hands. Her smile was very forced.

Is it possible that a token without spiritual power is still useful?

However, the script ruthlessly shattered this idea.

“A magic weapon without spiritual power is just a pile of broken copper and scrap iron. Although there are many magic weapons that ordinary people can use in the mortal world, they are all pre-filled with spiritual power. As for the token in Yu Xianxian’s hand, it is just a piece of rotten wood.”

Well, it seems there's no point in pinning your hopes on the token. Yu Xianxian looked at the mask in her hand and slumped to the ground, utterly exhausted.

It's alright, at worst, the flexible and adaptable Yu Xianxian will beg the Demon Lord for a pair of wings.

Saving face is not important, nor is life; the key is simply wanting to experience flying again.

Yes, that's right, that's correct.

The script, which she was brought in to provide narration: So, on the very first day of entering the secret realm, Yu Xianxian began to worry so much about the days to come that she lost her hair. She also appeared to be mentally unstable, having begun to brainwash herself regarding her pride.