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**
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Editor: Aleem
Those items in the room were worthless for Zhang Tie. Additionally, if Zhang Tie took them away, there would be endless troubles as long as they were identified by others. Therefore, Zhang Tie didn't move them.
Since Zhang Tie blew up Wen Haoyun's head by one punch, he had planned to not let anyone else know that it was done by him. Although Wen Haoyun's head could bring him a lot of benefits and great reputation, it was nothing compared to the risk of being revenged by a powerhouse above shadow knight level for the death of his son.
It was very sophisticated in Taixia Country. Not until today did Zhang Tie figure it out a bit. Zhang Tie had not enjoyed his life yet. If he lifted his head above the parapet, it wouldn't do him any good.
When Zhang Tie walked towards the pool, he separated the veil with the ability of divine dominator.