I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling was stunned.

"Birthday? When is it?"

"The day after tomorrow..." Kong Baosheng said somewhat embarrassedly, "But I haven't celebrated my birthday since Grandma died... Cakes and stuff, I only crave them occasionally, it's not like I have to eat them... Actually, bread is pretty good too, and I still have the luncheon meat cans that Mr. Li brought me!"

Chen Ling didn't answer. He just stared silently at those eyes, which were wrapped in blood-stained bandages, and remained silent for a long time...

He patted Kong Baosheng on the shoulder:

"I see."

……

Hidden Cloud Realm.

North edge.

This is the most remote place in the entire Hidden Cloud Realm, with almost no human habitation. If you look down from the air, you can see fields of brightly colored flowers surrounding a small wooden house, forming some kind of illusionary formation that makes it difficult to approach.

Flowers of every color bloom in every corner of this pastoral landscape, and a gentle breeze carries their enchanting fragrance. Even the residents and city guards of the Hidden Cloud Realm have not noticed the existence of such a place... This is a hidden flower paradise, an undisturbed and tranquil haven.

At that moment, a golden-haired girl, like an elf, flitted through the flower field, holding a mysterious note in her hand and waving towards the wooden house:

"My dear! My dear!!"

"Lord Red King has given us a mission!!"

At the entrance of the wooden house, a young man with willow-leaf-green hair was weaving something with branches. Hearing the girl's shout, he trembled and then stood up excitedly.

"really?"

"it is true!"

"Great! It's been almost a year since we've received a proper mission, hasn't it?"

"Yes...it's because neither of us has much combat ability. We can only play a very limited role in those dangerous missions." The girl stuffed the note into the young man's hand and asked expectantly, "Take a look, what does Lord Red King need us to do?"

The young man took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the note in his hand. Just as he was about to see the contents, the blonde girl next to him immediately leaned over.

"Hey, honey, you're blocking my way."

"Oh? Sorry, sorry..."

"What does it say?"

"Um..." The girl scratched her head and looked at the young man blankly, "Honey, can you make a cake?"

youth:?

……

When Li Qingshan dragged his tired body back to the theater, it was already evening.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw a figure wearing a red theatrical robe with black patterns sitting alone at a square table, drinking tea.

"Your job at the Heavenly Star Position must be quite busy." Chen Ling noticed the fatigue on his face and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Let me guess... you went to investigate the Turbid Calamity?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingshan was stunned. He walked to the table in surprise:

"Brother Chen, how did you know?"

“I can sense the calamity in the Hidden Cloud Realm, and the Hidden Cloud Lord can naturally sense it too.” Chen Ling calmly poured Li Qingshan a cup of tea as well. “You’re working for him now, aren’t you?”

"Yes."

Li Qingshan did not deny it.

"How is he now?"

“…It’s very painful.” Li Qingshan remained silent for a long time. “It’s more painful than anyone else’s.”

The image of Qi Muyun from the archived history immediately flashed into Chen Ling's mind. Considering the current brutal situation in the Hidden Cloud Realm, she sighed silently…

Chen Ling knew Qi Muyun's personality and understood the current situation in the Cangyun Realm. He could imagine the pressure Qi Muyun was facing. Looking back over the past three hundred years in the nine realms of humanity, probably no one among the nine rulers was suffering more and struggling than him.

It's just unknown whether Qi Muyun of this era is the same as the Qi Muyun in Chen Ling's memory.

"Does he know I'm here?" Chen Ling asked again.

"I know, I told him."

"How did he say?"

“He said it’s not time to see you yet…” Li Qingshan shook his head bitterly. “Actually, I can’t figure out what he’s thinking either. Sometimes he seems easy to understand, and sometimes… he seems unfathomable.”

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she suddenly thought of something:

"Is he still drinking the blood of the Lord of the South Sea?"

"I don't know, but it should be."

Chen Ling nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

"In short, the Turbid Calamity is really hard to find." Li Qingshan couldn't help but complain, "Today, Mr. Qi roughly calculated its trajectory, and then I led people to search for it for a whole day, but we still didn't find anything... I'm starting to doubt whether it's really in the Hidden Cloud Realm."

"exist."

Chen Ling said with certainty, "It must be in the Hidden Cloud Realm, and it is extremely weak."

"Brother Chen, do you have a way to find it?" Seeing Chen Ling's determination and his revelation that the calamity was in the Hidden Cloud Realm, Li Qingshan's eyes lit up as he looked at him.

"I'm just more sensitive to its scent." Chen Ling pondered for a moment.

“I can take some time to help you narrow down its scope, but that’s all I can do… How to encircle and suppress it, and how to deal with the calamity, is up to Lord Cangyun.”

This is, after all, the territory of Cangyun Jun, a notorious figure in the Twilight Society. It's already quite generous of him to be willing to help, especially since he trusts Qi Muyun... He has no obligation to help Cangyun Jun, whom he is not familiar with in this era, to kill a world-destroying calamity on the other party's territory.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; even a severely injured and weakened calamity is not something everyone can handle... Moreover, Chen Ling has her own things to do.

"That's enough." Li Qingshan was naturally very happy to hear that Chen Ling was willing to help.

Chen Ling changed the subject:

"However... I might need your help with something."

“Brother Chen, please speak freely. Given our friendship, I will not refuse anything.” Li Qingshan said earnestly.

Chen Ling hummed in agreement, turned around, took out a script from a drawer in the cabinet, and placed it in front of Li Qingshan.

"After leaving the secular world, I haven't performed in operas much..."

"How about you sing a song with me the day after tomorrow?"

Li Qingshan was stunned when he saw the script in front of him.

He certainly knew who wrote the script. In fact, when Chen Ling first arrived in the Hidden Cloud Realm, Li Qingshan had the same idea as Chen Ling... But they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Li Qingshan couldn't figure out if Chen Ling was willing to sing the play, so he never brought it up.

But now that Chen Ling has taken the initiative to place this script in front of him, Li Qingshan knows that Chen Ling is still the same Chen Ling he knew in the mortal realm.

He looked into Chen Ling's eyes, his smile growing even brighter:

"Brother Chen..."

"It would be my great honor!!"