On a morning, an eight or nine-year-old boy walked into Tomorrow's Noble School. He carried a backpack and looked like he hadn't slept well; standing at the entrance, he yawned several times.,“You’re dreaming. Xiao Ya and I have already made plans; we are going to New York first, then shopping in Hong Kong, and conveniently making a stop in Dubai, umm, then heading to Rome on our way back…” Night Yumei rattled off over ten place names.,"Is it you" Xia Tian froze for a moment. This voice, though it seemed somewhat distant and unfamiliar, he immediately recognized as belonging to the demoness Ji Qingying who had gone to the Immortal Cloud Continent.。