I'm not a drama god

Lead-gray clouds floated in the sky.

On the rugged black earth, a figure wearing a red and black theatrical robe walked slowly forward... The hem of the robe fluttered in the wind, and directly in front of him, a towering mountain stood majestically in the gray realm.

In this world, this mountain has no name...

But the moment that figure in the opera robe stepped onto that mountain,

It then acquired a name.

"Ugly Peak".

Chen Ling gazed at the desolate, lifeless mountain and murmured softly.

On Ugly Peak, there were only huge rocks, no houses, no roads, no people, and no sign of life... But as Chen Ling stepped onto it, the lightning of [Reshaping] traveled rapidly across the mountain!

Clean and tidy stone steps quickly took shape, and the ugly boulders on both sides were also carved into exquisite shapes. At the very top of the mountain, a small stone house rose from the ground in the flash of light, complete with a fence, a chimney, and a round cobblestone ground.

This desolate mountain, which had remained unchanged in the Gray Realm since ancient times, was completely transformed by his appearance...

That was how Chen Ling remembered it.

Even without the clown, this "mountain of facade" supporting the ancient opera collection couldn't be neglected, and Chen Ling had already made all the necessary arrangements. As he reached the familiar edge of the cliff, he took a deep breath…

Then, raising his hand, he gently flicked it through the void...

The stage curtain was drawn back from the void.

No matter which world it is in, Chen Ling's supreme authority in the world of opera will still be effective. This ancient treasure, which has been without an owner for who knows how long, has finally welcomed its new owner today.

With her opera robes fluttering, Chen Ling took a step forward, and her figure vanished from Chou Feng in an instant.

The orderly and well-organized ancient theater collection that Chen Ling remembered was not there. It was as if she was in a chaotic world that stored a massive amount of information. All kinds of "plays" and "performances" throughout history were stored in this world, but they were as disordered and chaotic as the messy mass graves in the ancient military collection.

"Is this what the ancient Xidao Treasure House originally looked like...?" Chen Ling murmured to herself.

He stood at the deepest part of the ancient Xidao, raised his hand and waved it. Under the highest authority, everything here changed rapidly according to Chen Ling's wishes.

Visual and auditory performances based on film and television are folded into countless discs and stored in one area; ancient play scripts based on text are turned into booklets, stuffed into bookshelves, and stored in another area... In addition, there are sound areas, performance areas, and prop areas that collect countless masks...

If the previous Xidao Ancient Collection was a chaotic, large treasure trove, then under Chen Ling's direction, it is gradually transforming into an exquisite museum.

When Chen Ling opened his eyes again, a traditional opera house, exactly as he remembered, came into view.

The dim sunset streamed through the windows, casting a golden glow on the tranquil library floor... Between the bookshelves, a lone actor in red stood.

His gaze slowly swept over the surroundings, where four ancient wooden bookshelves seemed to be gilded in the setting sun.

【生】, 【旦】, 【净】, 【末】.

Chen Ling closed her eyes and spoke softly:

"Senior brothers and sisters..."

"Junior brother... is back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Ling activated the Ancient Treasure of the Opera once again, and the four ancient bookshelves suddenly burst into intense flames!

The raging flames were engulfing the playbooks on the bookshelf. The historical background of these four characters was being reshaped in the firelight, and a strange power was descending upon the ancient site through the channel of the God of Drama.

At the same time, Chen Ling flipped his hand, and four booklets appeared out of thin air in his palm:

[Biography of Ning Ruyu], [Biography of Luan Mei], [Biography of Wen Renyou], [Biography of Mo Jiao]

These four biographical sketches were written by Chen Ling himself using the "Drama of All Beings." He wrote down the personalities and memories of all his senior brothers and sisters from the previous world. As Chen Ling waved his hand, the four books flew into four blazing flames.

In an instant, the four flames burned even more intensely!

The setting sun outside the window, like a spark that transcends the world, cast its radiance on every corner of the library. After an unknown amount of time, four figures gradually emerged from the flames...

The leader was dressed in pure white, exuding an ethereal air; the woman beside him wore a cheongsam with a cinched waist, her brows sharp and heroic; the man next to him was tall and imposing, radiating an aura of dominance; and the last young man had his eyes lowered, appearing understated and mysterious.

They stood side by side before the bookshelf at dusk, their eyes sparkling, like visitors from across the world, smiling as they gazed at Chen Ling…

When those four familiar figures reappeared, Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat.

He opened his lips, his voice trembling slightly...

"Senior brothers and sisters..."

"Junior Brother," Ning Ruyu said with a gentle smile, "reversing the era, restarting the world... you really did it."

“I knew our junior brother would succeed,” Mo Jiao said matter-of-factly.

"You've worked hard, junior brother." Luan Mei looked at him with some heartache.

"Junior brother, your senior brother will cook you a big meal tonight to welcome you back!"

Wenren You patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Ling stared at the dreamlike scene before her, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

The senior brothers and sisters of Xidao Ancient Collection are themselves the embodiment of characters from ancient and modern plays. The Five Dynasties Red King was able to bring them to life, and Chen Ling today certainly can too...

However, the five generations of the Red King back then took the four of them as his disciples, while Chen Ling now chooses to continue their relationship from the previous world through the [Character Biographies], becoming fellow disciples.

"What's wrong, junior brother? Why are you staring blankly?"

"He was probably a little dazed when he saw us come back..."

"Junior brother, although our memories come from you, our love for you is genuine."

"Junior brother, no matter which world you're in, your senior brothers and sisters will always be with you..."

"It's a pity we don't know where the fifth brother is now, otherwise we could be reunited..."

"But now that we're back, finding Lao Wu is only a matter of time."

"..."

The four senior brothers and sisters surrounded Chen Ling in the center, comforting her with words of comfort. Chen Ling gradually pulled herself out of her daze, and a warm smile appeared on her lips.

"Thank you, senior brothers and sisters." Chen Ling bowed to the four people.

"Junior Brother, you don't need to be so polite. Don't forget that you are now the master of the Twilight Society," Ning Ruyu said with a light laugh. "By the way... Junior Brother, have you forgotten something?"

As the other three senior brothers and sisters also looked at Chen Ling with smiles, the latter finally realized what was going on.

He took something out of his robes and respectfully handed it to his four senior brothers and sisters...

"Senior brothers and sisters..."

"Thank you for your help this time as well."

As Chen Ling opened her palm, four playing cards appeared in front of them...

King of Spades, King of Clubs, King of Diamonds, King of Hearts.

Upon seeing these four cards, the four senior brothers and sisters smiled slightly:

"With pleasure... Junior Brother!"