Its entire body emits a purple and gold glow, and the muffled echo of a finger flick sounds like iron. It's impossible to tell that its original material was wood.
At this moment, it is floating in the air, divided into sections, over ten meters long, like a centipede.
"Has it really been refined? Does this ship truly belong to you?"
Ye Rong sat in the ship, still somewhat uncertain, and asked repeatedly.
"Of course, Yi Jing worked on it for three whole days. If it wasn't for my Sister Jiang's sake, she wouldn't have done it at all. I heard even the Chief Disciple of the South Sea Xuan Turtle Palace was turned away when they sought her help for refining!"
Long leg Sister looked quite proud, and watched him smirkingly as she flaunted the ship's attributes.
