Is She Always This Good at Flattery?

Although there was no distinction between day and night in the Underground World, the natives still needed rest. They could not keep going nonstop.

At this time, most of the Ghost Warriors aboard the turtle ship had entered their cabins to sleep. It was considered nighttime.

By the side of the deck.

Bei Ming Chuan said with a chuckle, "Since the Master has already granted permission, Steel Heart, you may take this Arrow Boat for yourself. These are the curse seals used to control it. You need to infuse them with Spirit Energy to activate it... Steel Heart and Dongbo Cheng Zhi should both be capable of handling it."

Bai Pu nodded slightly. "Senior Bei Ming Chuan, it has been a long time."

Both he and Dongbo Cheng Zhi knew Bei Ming Chuan. Back at the Black Tortoise Mountain Plains, Bei Ming Chuan had been the master of the Bei Ming Xuan Jing Style branch dojo in Wangbei City, and he had presided over an extermination operation on the outskirts of Black Swamp.

Back then, Bei Ming Chuan had only been a Reinforced Elite. However, one had to know that a Reinforced Elite from a low-level plane was already quite remarkable.

After crossing from a low-level plane to a high-level plane in a single leap, coupled with the secret treasures brought by the Red Race that drastically increased the difficulty, Bei Ming Chuan's template had expanded at an astonishing pace.

By now, Bei Ming Chuan had become a Lord-level powerhouse, enough to rank among the top three of the Black Tortoise Oath Extermination Team.

Bei Ming Chuan had extensive experience dealing with Wild Warriors and was highly capable at organizing matters. On this turtle ship, he was the undisputed chief steward—or rather, the quartermaster. Any awakened who wished to exchange