Shen Xuan walked casually, his gaze sweeping across the scene, noting that most cultivators had an excellent aura and spirit.
The entire Starlight Immortal City seemed like a flowing painting.
The cultivators mostly appeared serene, with clear eyes, advancing their cultivation, honing their skills, or discussing the Dao, each immersed in their pursuits, finding joy in it.
Here, there was a gentle yet steadfast force of advancement, persisting progress within peace, vitality amid harmony.
That's because they saw hope.
Hope that a beautiful life can be realized.
"Ordinary people do not need to know the truth."
"The people may be made to follow, but not to know the truth."
Shen Xuan pondered silently in his heart.
Cultivators or mortals alike.
As long as they live in peace, create wealth, and abide by laws.
Whether they understand the great trends of the world is irrelevant.
Because the great trends are controlled by a small group of the most powerful at the top.
