Cloud upon the Sea swallowed nervously, knowing that if his father could advance to the Saint-Seat Realm, dealing with a Dominating Realm Demon Beast would be easy. His father wouldn't even have to use his full strength, and a casual strike might scare the demon beast away.
"There's poison in every medicine, and the effect only lasts half an incense stick of time. Afterward, my strength will plummet into a weakened state. I can only trust you to find a safe place for me to rest and recover," warned the Grand Elder solemnly. After obtaining the Saint-Seat Fortune, Cloud upon the Sea must not harbor any greed, or all their efforts would be wasted.
Cloud upon the Sea nodded, promising to follow his father's instructions. His current status as a prodigal was heavily influenced by his father, and if anything happened to his father, his own future would be bleak, and he would no longer be able to wield power as he did now.
