Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

No matter how abundant the iron resources the Jin clan possessed, they always needed to convert them into usable resources.

The best way is to smelt all the iron ore, forge it into various weapons and armor and sell them, which will increase the value several times.

However, the Jin clan only has people in one city. Such a huge amount of iron ore resources must be digested by the entire clan.

Therefore, apart from iron wrought iron, there should be no other professions in the Jin family.

As they traveled along in the hot environment, the residents around them who were forging iron paid no attention to these outsiders.

After all, the Jin clan is very short of various resources except iron ore, and they need to trade with other clans in order to survive.

Under such circumstances, it was not uncommon for the Jin clan's city to welcome outsiders.

Zhang Yifeng looked up at the most central location of the city, where there stood a tall building made of steel.

If his guess was correct, this should be the daily residence of Jin Buhuan, the patriarch of the Jin clan.

Sure enough, following Shui Xuan's leadership, everyone arrived in front of this steel building.

As soon as I got close, the scorching heat came towards me.

The dozen or so Shui clan guards who came with them all looked uncomfortable in the face of such hot air.

"Compared to last time, the heat in this iron box is higher."

Shui Xuan frowned slightly and looked at the huge steel building in front of him with some dissatisfaction.

The entire city is already emitting heat from smelting steel, and the iron box in front of us is forged from steel, so it absorbs heat abnormally.

If an ordinary person stepped on it, his feet would be roasted in an instant.

"You guys wait outside first, Mr. Zhang and I will go in."

Considering that the guards were not physically strong enough to enter this place, Shui Xuan whispered instructions to them.

The guards did not refuse, as they knew very well that the power of their beliefs was not enough to support them in blindly setting foot in this place.

Shui Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became serious, and he put the power of faith into his feet.

Immediately, a water-blue glow enveloped his feet, and Shui Xuan dared to step carefully into this steel jungle.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

Zhang Yifeng said calmly, and then a mysterious light flew out from his fingertips and wrapped around Shui Xuan's feet.

Shui Xuan, who originally needed to consume the power of faith to maintain walking, suddenly felt that the soles of his feet, which originally felt hot, seemed to be stepping on soft silk.

Knowing that all this was due to Zhang Yifeng's efforts, Shui Xuan looked at him with gratitude in his eyes.

Zhang Yifeng naturally does not need these external forces. With his physique, he can walk on even the hottest ground as if it were flat ground.

The two of them walked slowly to the gate of the steel building.

There were two guards in heavy armor guarding the heavy iron gate.

Even though they were wearing iron armor and standing in such a hot place, the two men still looked calm.

"The young chief of the Shui clan? Our chief has been waiting for you in the hall for a long time."

The guard spoke, his dull voice revealing a strange feeling.

Obviously, the two guards were also surprised that Xuanshui and the other two could come here so easily.

However, their duty as guards prevented them from asking any more questions. Instead, they pushed open the iron door behind them and motioned Zhang Yifeng and the other two to enter.

Shui Xuan didn't say much and walked into the hall with Zhang Yifeng.

The main color of the hall is steel, with no other decorations.

It makes sense. Ordinary wooden products or cloth would probably catch fire instantly in such a high temperature environment.

Just as the guard said, there was someone waiting in the hall, and he was sitting in front of the iron table.

The man was wearing armor that covered his entire body, and even his head was not visible to the public.

"Shui Xuan, why didn't the person you always bring with you come with you this time?"

Jin Buhuan's low and hoarse voice was heard from under the metal mask.

"The waterwheel had evil intentions, and I personally cut it off."

Shui Xuan and Zhang Yifeng stepped forward and replied in a calm voice at the same time.

"Tsk, what a pity."

"But I warned you long ago that this boy was very ambitious. You only discovered it now."

Jin Buhuan said with a chuckle, and then his eyes inadvertently fell on Zhang Yifeng.

"What about this friend? He is probably not from your Water Clan."

"Logically, the transaction between the Water Clan and us should be completed at least three months later, but it was suddenly brought forward so much time. Could it be that the Water Clan is suddenly short of weapons?"

Jin Buhuan spoke intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes gradually falling on the pattern on the back of Zhang Yifeng's hand.

"The Shui clan doesn't mind when the transaction will begin, but I did come here this time to ask for your help with something else."

Shui Xuan said this and took a step back to make room for Zhang Yifeng.

"You are the Chief Jin who took charge of the clan at such a young age, right?"

"My name is Zhang Yifeng. I don't need to tell you my identity. I would like to ask you to give me the certificate of the Jin family."

Zhang Yifeng took a step forward and looked calmly at the gloomy golden eyes under Jin Buhuan's mask.

"Oh, proof?"

"Before you came, didn't you know that our Jin family had long abandoned those useless old traditions?"

"The Jin clan now relies on itself and does not need the mercy of any immortals."

Jin Buhuan spoke in a cold voice and slowly stood up from the table. His tall body and the armor gave people a great sense of oppression.

"If that's the case, why don't you just hand the certificate to me? For the Jin family today, there should be no need to keep it."

Zhang Yifeng ignored the intimidating Jin Buhuan and continued speaking.

"Hahaha, why should I give it to you even if it's useless?"

"Don't think I care about you, the so-called messenger of God. The safety of the Jin family is not something an outsider like you can interfere with."

"Just based on a prophecy, you want us to worship you as a god. That's wishful thinking."

Jin Buhuan snorted coldly, and his resolute tone made it clear that he wanted to make things difficult for Zhang Yifeng.

"So, Patriarch Jin said he was not going to give me the certificate no matter what?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed and he looked deeply at Jin Buhuan.

"Of course."

"Besides, even if you want to kill me, you won't get what you want!"

Although it was just a glance, the deep chill in Zhang Yifeng's eyes made Jin Buhuan shiver subconsciously.

Although he was in a scorching steel castle, he felt as if this glance made him fall into an icy cave.

"Well, in that case, I won't stay here long."

However, Zhang Yifeng simply withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

This situation immediately made Jin Buhuan and Shui Xuan stunned, and they looked at Zhang Yifeng stupidly as he turned and walked towards the door.