Bai Ze pondered for a moment. "There's no harm in going."
"Though the Dragon Clan has declined, its reserves remain."
Sorry for the trouble.
"You'll help them put down the Demonic Evils and ask for payment. You'll each get what you need."
"But... be careful not to get too deeply involved."
"The affairs of the Four Seas are far-reaching. They're beyond our control."
Haotian nodded. "I understand."
"My main purpose in going is to gather Spiritual Materials."
"Repairing the Western Earth Veins will require a great deal. The Dragon Clan may be able to help with our urgent needs."
"In that case, I'll write a letter. Take it with you and present it to the East Sea Dragon King."
"I saved his young daughter once. He owes me a favor, so he'll treat you well when he sees my letter."
Bai Ze took out a Jade Slip, inscribed it with his Divine Sense, and handed it to Haotian.
Haotian accepted it and put it away carefully. "Thank you, Fellow Daoist."
The two discussed the Dao for half a day more before Haotian finally took his leave.
After leaving Kunlun Branch Courtyard, he headed straight for the East Sea.
The East Sea stretched vast beneath the sky, its waves rolling for thousands of miles.
Haotian rode the clouds between sea and sky, taking in the moist Spiritual Qi, so different from the West.
Though it couldn't compare to the ancient age of prosperity, it was still worlds apart from the West.
Following the directions Bai Ze had given him, he arrived at a certain stretch of sea.
Islands dotted the waters below. On the largest island at the center, palaces stretched far and wide, their golden light glimmering. This was where the East Sea Dragon Palace stood.
Haotian lowered his