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**
Only after a short while, Bian Heng had appeared at the gate of the parlor. After striding in, he started to gaze at Zhang Tie who was drinking tea with a pair of small eyes.
The former old man didn't follow Bian Heng in; instead, he just waited outside.
"Senior..." Zhang Tie stood up politely as he cupped his hands towards Bian Heng.
"Is it yours?" Bian Heng went straight to the main seat before putting the gold coin on the desk and asking Zhang Tie straightforwardly.
After sitting down, Zhang Tie nodded, answering, "Yes!"
"Where did you get it?"
"Senior, won't you ask me why I'm here?" Zhang Tie asked with a smile.