Jun Changxiao wandered around Hengyuan Realm for half a month, gaining a general understanding of its customs and local ways, and he was also astonished by the harmony and joy among its people.
It was too peaceful, too harmonious.
It truly went against the Upper Universe's theme of revering martial strength above all else.
"Something's not right!"
Jun Changxiao rested his chin on his hand and said, "There's definitely something fishy here. There's definitely a problem!"
"Tch." The system said disdainfully, "You simply can't stand the existence of a utopia in a cruel world."
Jun Changxiao said, "Perhaps beneath this peace lies filth no one knows about."
Whether utopias truly existed in this world, he found it hard to draw a conclusion. But in a plane where Martial Dao reigned supreme, for people to achieve mutual benefit and assistance, peace and freedom from worry—it was simply unbelievable.
Take Wangu Realm, for example.
Jun Changxiao had always advocated fairness and justice, yet enmity between martial artists was unavoidable, sometimes even leading to mutual slaughter.
People and living creatures alike possessed the Seven Emotions and Six Desires. Even with laws established to restrain them, many unforeseen and uncontrollable events would still arise.
Gousheng would not explicitly forbid martial artists from killing each other. So long as they did nothing utterly wicked and devoid of conscience, they could settle their personal grudges however they wished.
What about Hengyuan Realm?
People yielded to one another and were refined and courteous.
There was no so-called scheming against each other, no so-called mutual deception. It was simply like a world of great harmony woven from a fairy tale.
What was more, this was a plane secretly controlled by the Demon Emperor. This man sought to change the structure of the universe and suppress every force that