Wisps of delicate cloud and mist drifted through the sky, giving off a cool, refreshing air that dispelled the exhaustion and drowsiness caused by the young wizard's lack of sleep.
Zheng Qing stretched contentedly, feeling that he had never seen such breathtaking scenery before.
At that moment, he and Jiang Yu were seated on a dragon's back, flying through an ocean where sky, clouds, and light converged. Lively Magic Power frolicked around them like sprites, colliding with the sunlight and scattering brilliant seven-colored rays.
It was a little past five in the morning. Normally, Zheng Qing would not even have gotten up at this hour, but because they had to travel today, he had been pecked awake at dawn by a paper crane Jiang Yu had sent.
"I originally planned to take you back to Zhongshan on the Grandfather Clock," Jiang Yu explained simply after helping Zheng Qing settle into his seat. "But I didn't expect my family to send Big Mao over last night... so we can set out directly from the school for Shanglin Garden. Of course, the journey will take a little longer."
The Big Mao she mentioned was the dragon the two of them were riding.
Unlike the fire dragons, sea dragons, or flood dragons common in the Wizarding World, the Jiang family's dragon did not have a single scale on its body. Its long, slender frame was covered in thick, fine fur, and there was not the slightest hint of ferocity in its appearance. Instead, it looked somewhat adorably foolish. In particular, its big watery eyes and the short fluffy fur covering its plump, elongated face made Zheng Qing feel as though he were facing a flood dragon wearing the skin of a Ragdoll Cat.
Even this "long-haired dragon" made soft whimpering noises, just like