Four days later.
Upstream in Shuanglong River.
Yibai appeared at the bottom of the deep water upstream.
There, he pondered on how to utter the 'Om' syllable.
This contemplation lasted four days.
Yet he gained nothing.
During these four days, Old Tortoise, in Yibai's name, commanded the minions upstream of Shuanglong River to take Yibai as their leader.
Yibai became the master of the mid and upper reaches of Shuanglong River.
"This 'Om' technique seems difficult to execute,"
Yibai was at a loss.
Gurgle, gurgle.
The Old Tortoise swam towards him from afar with its limbs paddling.
"Offspring of dragon,"
Old Tortoise approached.
"Prophet,"
Yibai felt grateful towards this friend.
It was entirely thanks to Old Tortoise that he became the master of the mid and upper river.
"Offspring of dragon, there are a total of six minions left upstream. There are more unintelligent members of the Aquatic Tribe than in the midstream, which is much better."
Old Tortoise told the truth.