Castle of Black Iron

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It was pleasant to display one's battle strength at his will. Like that a billionaire didn't need to hide his deposit; instead, he would like to use it whenever he wanted. It was good for any person.

It was a sunny day. Zhang Tie was flying at seven times the speed of sound and enjoying the flight while displaying his abilities casually. In this state, the bit fret in Zhang Tie's heart appeared having been blown away by the heavy airflow.

It took Zhang Tie less than one hour to arrive above Xuantian Peak of Iron-Dragon Sect from Jinwu City.

After almost one week, the influence of black invitation cards had been gradually fermenting in Iron-Dragon Sect. Thankfully, it didn't arouse any chaos within the sect. Whereas, the thousands of meters long line outside the mountain gate of Iron-Dragon Sect became much shorter today.

An airboat was suspending above Xuantian Peak. Given its magnificence and pattern, Zhang Tie immediately recognized that it was from Xuanyuan Hill. It appeared that His Majesty was not afraid of being known that he had dispatched someone here. Perhaps, His Majesty did it purposefully to tell someone that His Majesty was at least standing on Zhang Tie's side.

Nevertheless, Zhang Tie felt much better no matter whether His Majesty did it sincerely or not. At least it was better than framing him. It was not easy for His Majesty to make it based on his temperament.

After returning to Iron-Dragon Sect and greeting those elders, Zhang Tie entered an attic with beautiful scenery where he solemnly received this important person who came here on behalf of the royal prince at this critical moment.

Previously, Zhang Tie thought he was an internal affairs official of His Majesty or a powerhouse; however, Zhang Tie had not imagined that he was just a gentle literati in three strands of the long beard, holding a jade-framed feather fan.

Only after throwing a glance at him, Zhang Tie had known his battle strength. The literati had only lit his shrine surging point and 34 surging points on his spine, which meant he was just LV 9. It was really out of Zhang Tie's imagination.

Although being low in battle strength, the literati looked decent. Others might look a bit awkward by holding a fan in Youzhou Province in this season, but it felt pretty coordinated when this person held the white feather fan. It was like those stereotyped gentlemen on the Western Continent who always took an umbrella when they left home.

After bowing towards Zhang Tie, the literati took a seat which was specially set for VIP. At this moment, a maid served them tea before leaving there and closing the gate, leaving the two-person alone.

"Mr...?" Zhang Tie asked with a smile.

Now that he could come here on behalf of the royal prince, he must be something. Even though he was a commoner, Zhang Tie wouldn't neglect him either. Therefore, Zhang Tie treated him politely and modestly.

"I'm Fang Qingming!" The literati put it straight, which let Zhang Tie feel good.

"Oh, it's Mr. Fang. I've long heard about you!" Zhang Tie said as he cupped his hands.

"I'm just doing something trivial for His Majesty, no need to be so polite!" Mr. Fang answered.

As Mr. Fang talked with Zhang Tie, he was observing the latter. After finding that Zhang Tie was still calm, profound and fank, Mr. Fang spoke highly of Zhang Tie inside at a stroke. Across the country, very few people could behave as calmly as Zhang Tie after receiving the black invitation cards of the top three sects.

'His Majesty was definitely not as calm, famous and powerful as Immortal Qianji, this person is really something...'

Soon after this whim occurred to him, Fang Qingming had quivered a bit all over as he forced himself to drive this rebellious thought out of his mind.

"I wonder what His Majesty dispatches Mr. Fang here for?" Zhang Tie also put it straightforwardly.

"His Majesty is always paying heed to you, immortal. When in Xuanyuan Hill, immortal had not fully recovered from the effect of the thunder of nirvana. I'm here to ask whether immortal has already recovered on behalf of His Majesty." Mr. Fang shook his feather fan as he asked Zhang Tie meaningfully yet casually.

Of course, Zhang Tie knew what did he mean. However, as Zhang Tie had long made a decision, he didn't plan to hide nothing; therefore, he replied, "Thanks to His Majesty's concern. When in the south border, I've already recovered due to karma..."

Fang Qingming sighed as he watched Zhang Tie with gleaming eyes, saying, "Immortal, as you suffered the injury for the country and the people, your glory and achievement couldn't be forgotten by anyone. If the top three sects sent you black invitation cards when you've not fully recovered, it would be pretty rude and made all the righteous men in the world disappointed. His Majesty would never allow such a rebellious thing to happen!"

It was an evident hint. As long as Zhang Tie said that he had not fully recovered or disguised that he had not fully recovered, His Majesty who was far away in Xuanyuan Hill would instantly use his power and relations to prevent the duel 100 days later. Relatively, this action could preserve Zhang Tie's reputation to a certain degree and nullify the excuse of the top three sects which they used to send black invitation cards. If Taiyi Fantasy Sect didn't want to be the notorious target of the public, it would definitely not take action when Zhang Tie was not fully recovered.

"What would come would come sooner or later. If I've not fully recovered, of course, I could ignore those black invitation cards. However, I've already recovered and have already displayed my abilities in the Dongtian of Iron-Dragon Sect. If I want to stop the three top sects in this reason, they would not agree for sure. What if they let a top national doctor check me? How could I cheat them? If I don't accept the examination, everyone across the country would know that I'm telling a lie. By then, Iron-Dragon Sect would become a laughingstock for sure and Jinwu Palace's fame would be severely weakened!" Zhang Tie shook his head decisively as he answered.

Zhang Tie didn't value honor and fame; however, it didn't mean that he would like to spoil them...