Lind was currently in a copse of giant fir trees he had found. They were incongruent with the rest of the wild forest but useful to let him digest all he had learned.
Cultivators could be stunningly pragmatic when they wanted to be.
Fiends and cultivators had indeed been at war just as they were now in the Heaven Realm. The 2 knew little of the past beyond that.
The need to survive and stave off the other was far more important. In a way, Kintz knew more as they were a true cohesive force to start rather than a bunch of smaller groups that had to come together on the cultivator's side.
He could imagine making a bargain to live for such people but he could not condone it. They knew the price and gladly offered up their weaker members or likely those that were political opponents.
