'Humans… living together with another humanoid race?'
After his transmigration to the cultivation worlds, Ethan had long accepted the existence of demons, spirits, beasts, and other strange entities. He wasn't naïve anymore.
He had seen too much to be surprised by the appearance of different races. But there was one fact he had grown accustomed to: humanoid races did not coexist peacefully.
Humans, especially, were the most cunning of them all. Even if they weren't as physically powerful as demons or beast clans, they made up for it with intelligence, schemes, and ambition.
They would always find a way to seize control of a place, a tribe, or even an entire realm if given enough time.
But here?
What he was witnessing overturned everything he had understood so far. The humans weren't oppressed. They weren't plotting in secret. They weren't showing the usual signs of struggle or rebellion. Instead, they were happy. Truly happy.
