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

Do you feel any discomfort in your body?

Seeing Yunmeng half-squat down, her face getting closer and closer to hers, Yu Xianxian swallowed hard and silently moved her head back. Help! Senior Sister is still so beautiful.

"Ah, I think... I don't think so. I feel pretty relaxed."

Since the attacks were all blocked by the Dog Demon Lord, she wasn't seriously injured; at most, she just felt a slight soreness in her back.

Even so, Yunmeng still reached out and placed her fingers on Yu Xianxian's forehead, using her spiritual power to probe her physical condition.

"There are indeed no injuries."

Su Jin'er also stepped forward, looking at Yu Xianxian, still tightly gripping the Jade Blood Sword in her hand.

"And there's no demonic energy left?"

Yunmeng shook her head, and Yu Xianxian also touched the back of her head, saying, "It's probably because I don't have a spiritual root, so there's nowhere for demonic energy to invade."

What a joke! A physique without spiritual roots is useless; she completely blocked the path for demonic energy to enter her body.

Upon hearing this, Bai Ge also moved closer, almost cheek-to-cheek with Yu Xianxian, looking as if he were examining some rare species.

"Hey, you don't have spiritual roots, but aren't you a demon? Your demon core should be corrupted by demonic energy, and demons naturally have demonic energy within them, so how come you..."

"Ah, the mask, where did that mask go?"

Unable to answer Bai Ge, Yu Xianxian could only awkwardly change the subject, but fortunately, everyone was quite concerned about the mask issue.

In particular, Yunmeng and Su Jin'er, one placed the mask in front of Yu Xianxian, and the other never loosened her grip on the Jade Blood Sword.

"Xianxian, what is this? Where did you get it? Why is there so much demonic energy inside? Were you possessed by something just now?"

"Ah, how should I put this?"

“Tell me the truth. The demonic energy here is extraordinary, and this mask is also very strange. We must hand it over to the five peak masters. If you tell us everything you know, things will be much easier, but if you hide anything…”

Shangguan Huan didn't finish his sentence, but Yu Xianxian already vaguely sensed a threat to her life.

"Ah, actually, I don't know where this thing comes from either... Oh my god."

Just as Yu Xianxian was about to say something, a rock fell from the sky as if on purpose, and by sheer coincidence, it hit right next to Yu Xianxian's hand, startling her already tense nerves.

Yu Xianxian looked up at the ceiling, where a "rain of stones" had begun to fall, and silently thought to herself: Is this temple too poor? Why is the decoration so bad?

"What's going on? The temple is protected by a barrier, and the building shouldn't be damaged under normal circumstances."

Seeing that the surrounding walls had begun to crack, Long Yan started to get anxious. Good heavens! His master had told him to protect the temple properly. If he returned and found the temple in such a state, he would probably be roasted alive.

Upon hearing this, the group silently turned around to look at the large holes they had made in the wall. They thought the holes would remain undamaged.

"Um, wouldn't it be better if we left this place first?"

Yu Xianxian, the weakest among them, silently raised her hand and suggested that, given the shoddy construction of this temple, staying here was really dangerous.

The other four exchanged glances and nodded, clearly agreeing with the suggestion.

“I set up a teleportation array outside earlier.”

Just then, Lin Zifu, who had been mute, suddenly spoke up, much to the surprise of the others.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is indeed righteous."

"Ten fish for one person."

Shangguan Huan: ...Okay, let's pretend he didn't say anything.

"The Hundred Treasures Fish is too rare; what I promised earlier is probably the limit."

"A regular fish will do, as long as it's about the size of a rare fish."

Everyone: ...Do you want to hear what "human language" you're saying?

"Okay, deal."

Leaving this place is the most important thing right now. Although it's difficult, it's not impossible.

"There is a barrier outside this temple, and it will take some time to connect it."

While Lin Zifu was preparing the teleportation array, Bai Ge went to have a friendly conversation with Long Yan over there.

"Hi, Da Longlong."

Big Dragon?

"You rude junior! I am many times older than you, you should not address me like that."

"Okay, Da Longlong, no problem, Da Longlong."

Long Yan: ...I'm so annoyed, but he's an elder, and he should act like one.

"Big Dragon, look, this place is about to collapse, aren't you going to leave?"

"Hmph, I am the guardian of the Temple, sworn to live and die with it. Besides, who said the Temple was going to collapse? This Temple was built by my lord himself, it is incomparably sturdy, how could it..."

Before he could finish speaking, a stone slab fell down and hit Long Yan squarely on the head, striking his face hard as well.

“Look, Big Dragon, this temple is really beyond repair. Why don’t you leave with us first and rebuild it later?”

"Come back and start over?"

Long Yan stared at the stones falling one by one from above, lost in thought. This might indeed make his master happier, right? What should he do? He was starting to feel a little tempted. Didn't his master say he'd be back soon? Why hasn't he shown up yet?

Yunmeng also stepped forward and bowed to Long Yan, saying, "Senior Long has been guarding this place for over a thousand years. I believe your master would not doubt your loyalty. Leaving with us is indeed a good idea."

"If we're going to use a teleportation array, the dragon will have to pay for the fish."

Yunmeng and Baige: ...

"Ahem, we've bothered you. We'll pay for the fish, of course."

“In fact, my lord also told me that the architecture of this temple is not important, but the armor locked inside is.”

"Armor?"

When the topic of armor came up, Long Yan instantly became proud, his nose seeming to grow two meters longer.

"Hmph, of course, that's the armor of the God of War of the Heavenly Realm? The Heavenly Realm, you little brats who've only lived for a few decades don't know that, do you? That's a place you lower realms can only reach after a thousand years of hard work to ascend. My lord and the God of War of the Heavenly Realm are..."

"Whose armor are you talking about?"

Yunmeng's sudden shout startled Long Yan, who was completely baffled by her strong reaction.

The God of War in the Heavenly Realm, isn't that...?

Before her brain could process the information, she heard a "whoosh" sound, and Yunmeng stared blankly to her left. The left arm holding the mask had disappeared, leaving only a gush of blood.

"What……"

Bai Ge only had time to see a fleeting afterimage before Yun Meng's hand had already disappeared by the time she came to her senses.

She turned her head and froze when she saw what was behind her. A person? No, it was armor?

Inside the golden armor was a humanoid figure formed from demonic energy, and the sword dripping blood in its hand was clearly the one that had just taken Yunmeng's left arm.