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**
Among those faces which gathered around Zhang Tie, some were familiar; some were strange. Many familiar faces had changed over the past 30-odd years. Additionally, those strange faces also looked a bit familiar because of the resonance and intimacy of blood lineage.
It was the first time for Zhang Tie to hear many people call him grandpa.
Zhang Tie glanced over those genial and excited faces with a smile. After that, he nodded towards them and said calmly, "I appreciate your hard work."
"You finally came back..." Yan Feiqing wiped off her tears as she tried to stay calm. After that, she looked around those tens of thousands of knights who gathered around and told those members of Jinwu Palace and Iron-Dragon Sect, "Suzerain is already back. Let's go back and talk about it later!"
They all had many things to talk to Zhang Tie about. However, it was not the right moment for them to talk about it.