Slowly, emerging from the night into daylight.
Qianzhen Cao stared at the dreamlike scene for a while, then immediately turned back for another glance.
Behind them indeed was the dense and unfading night—currently, it should be around two or three in the morning. They traveled from East China, heading in the direction of North China, but upon entering the joining river.
They went upward.
The sky transitioned from night to dusk, then from dusk to noon, and soon to the morning of rising dawn.
A gigantic academy floated in the sky.
Qianzhen Cao was silent for a long time before whispering, "Isn't this our Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"
"Don't be ridiculous, is your Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry up in the sky?"
"It can be…" she replied.
"I could also say our Slime Academy is up there, and Jia Lan Academy as well, as if no one has their own school…"
