Xia floated up to the surface and took a deep breath. Swimming with his spiritual energy sealed was harder than he had expected it to. His legs were burning and almost on the verge of giving out, and his arms ached badly as well. He silently floated, glancing at the blue sky. "When... when will I get to Long at this point and..." he gently caressed his flat tummy. "My baby.... I've not eaten anything for so long.. What if the child gets sick," he whispered wordily.
"it's not the time to wallow in my misery, at least I have to get to solid ground and have this fucking thing cut off," he glanced at the golden anklet on his feet. Seriously, every trick he used on it ended being in vain. "Maybe it's because my cultivation was sealed that my glove is not working," he glanced at the rusted glove. It had not moved in days since he had been captured.
