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**
Hearing Zhang Tie's words, Yan Feiqing hugged him with greater strength as she kept dropping off tears. Always being an overbearing heavenly knight in front of others, Yan Feiqing was just a spoony woman at this moment, "Don't do that. If you want to kill someone, just let me know. As your wife, I could do that for you..."
"As a man, I have to resolve some things myself. This event needs my solution urgently..." Zhang Tie said with a smile as he kissed her lips and wiped off her tears, saying, "Don't think too much. Take a good rest!"
After saying this, Zhang Tie stood up and left the backroom.
No sooner did Zhang Tie exit the backroom than a butler in the Sect Head's Pavilion had come over here flurriedly. With his face oozing sweat, he said, "Head...head...Miss...Miss Ma lost her breath...". Zhang Tie changed his face greatly at once.
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