After scouring the seabed for half an incense stick, Xu Yi's heart, so stifled it felt ready to seize up, finally gave a violent thump. Suddenly, he shot forward at full speed, releasing all his baleful intent as he thrust out both hands. In an instant, he knocked out two strange fish, each about a zhang long and thin as a paper wing.
The next moment, Xu Yi took out the Clear Wind Silk and bound a loop around each fish's head. Then he clung tightly to the slightly larger one and struck its head with another burst of baleful intent.
The fish jolted awake in pain and shot forward, dragging Xu Yi's heavy body through the deep water and leaving a long streak like an arrow.
The two fish were Silver Extreme Arrow Fish, speed demons of the seabed and natural kings of cleaving waves.
At first, the two fish dragged Xu Yi on a wild chase across the seabed. After half a cup of tea, they actually raced back toward where they had started, making Xu Yi furious. He stopped holding back and repeatedly struck them with baleful intent. At last, after several dozen breaths, the two fish were completely tamed and obediently sped wherever the Clear Wind Silk led them.
They raced three hundred li in one breath. The last trace of air in Xu Yi's viscera had turned foul, and he could bear it no longer. He directed the Silver Extreme Arrow Fish straight toward the surface. When the briny sea breeze reached him, he breathed it in greedily, feeling that its taste was the most exquisite thing under heaven.
After a few breaths, he had just barely replenished his air. He then directed the arrow fish back down to the seabed and continued racing in