Lu Ye saw Human Race servants being beaten in the streets by other races, curled into balls and too afraid to resist. And this was far from an isolated case. As the little Cat Demon led him across street after street, he witnessed no fewer than a dozen such scenes.
One Human Race member had been beaten so badly that he was already dead, yet the assailant still refused to stop.
But such miserable scenes drew neither attention nor sympathy from the beings of the other races. Clearly, they had grown accustomed to such things; there was nothing strange about them.
Although Lu Ye had long known that the Human Race did not fare well in Boundless City, he had thought only those Dao Entry cultivators were raised as Bone Vessels. He had never imagined that even ordinary Humans struggled so bitterly just to survive.
On second thought, the Human Race had already been treated as a resource by all the races of Boundless City. Any fate could befall them.
The Human Race had once been one of the races in the starry sky where Boundless City had stood. But as it gradually merged into the Star Abyss, the Human Race's status had sunk ever lower. By now, they were no different from livestock.
Those qualified to cultivate to Dao Entry might perhaps live a little longer, but once they reached Dao Entry, they would become Bone Vessels, their Dao Bones harvested again and again.
Those unqualified to enter the Dao were, in some cases, worse off than livestock. Beautiful young women became playthings, while able-bodied men became servants. That was the normal state of the Human Race in Boundless City.
Lu Ye lowered his eyes, his expression calm.
Before long, the little Cat Demon led him through the most