"Grandpa Dao Ancestor is amazing! I've never seen such an incredible sword song before!" Little Jinting was thrilled, her eyes practically glowing.
"Heh heh, your Grandpa Dao Ancestor once roamed freely across heaven and earth. What is a sword song like this worth? Even the sword songs I left for you back then had some that were no weaker than what your Grandpa Dao Ancestor just displayed. Hm? It seems you don't use sword songs this way anymore. Were they lost? Or has the sword dao of today become disconnected from that of ancient times?" I asked, puzzled.
Before I left back then, I had passed down the Heavenly Unity Sword Songs. Yet now this child looked as though she had never seen the world before. This sword song had merely been something I had casually produced, and she had still regarded it as something astonishing.
"Grandpa Dao Ancestor doesn't know? The sword songs you passed down were lost during the successive divisions of the Household. Besides, today's sword songs really are different from those used by the ancient immortals. Nowadays, everyone uses sword-song software systems. How should I put it... Some dimensional sects and nations use large-scale dimensional terminals to perform data calculations, producing simulated sword songs of different levels. After further processing, they let the dimensional immortals log into the dimensional terminals and recharge to purchase sword songs of various levels!" Little Jinting explained.
"What? Isn't that just a pay-to-win system? Surely there aren't also ten-pull lotteries and things like that?" I stared at her in astonishment.
The large-scale dimensional terminals should have been something like the supercomputers or quantum computers of my era. Yet they actually created sword songs by simulating them through dimensional terminals and then selling them online. This had completely overturned my worldview.
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