Castle of Black Iron
After the Catastrophe, every rule in the world was rewritten. In the Age of Black Iron, steel, iron, steam engines and fighting force became the crux in which human beings depended on to survive. A commoner boy by the name Zhang Tie was selected by the gods of fortune and was gifted a small tree which could constantly produce various marvelous fruits. At the same time, Zhang Tie was thrown into the flames of war, a three-hundred-year war between humans and demons on the vacant continent. Using crystals to tap into the potentials of the human body, one must cultivate to become stronger. The thrilling legends of mysterious clans, secrets of Oriental fantasies, numerous treasures and legacies in the underground world — All in the Castle of Black Iron! Written by Drunk Tiger, this novel is a prime example of fantasy steampunk. Let us journey through the world of limitless possibilities and inventions together! ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content**
"Ah..." Zhang Tie shouted as he opened his eyes. Then, he found that Tang Mei was sitting right in the opposite. Supporting her chin with one hand, she was watching Zhang Tie with her wide, beautiful eyes out of curiosity as if she had been waiting for him to wake up for long.
Her clothes were as white as snow; her black hair was as smooth as a waterfall. There was a small stove and tea set on the teapoy. Dense tea aroma still existed in the air. They were in a small pavilion that was surrounded by fiery apricot trees.
After opening his eyes, Zhang Tie looked straight in Tang Mei's eyes.
"What happened? Why am I here? Hasn't Taixia Country been destroyed? Haven't I fought to the death in Xuanyuan Hill?"