Great Sun Sword Sect

After flying through the uninhabited reaches of the remote grasslands for several months, he finally began to see traces of human habitation.

This seemed to be a place called the Tower River Tribe, with more than a thousand people.

Herding slaves, flocks of cattle and sheep, chieftains, warriors, yurt tents scattered throughout the tribe like buns, and the lingering stench of cattle and sheep dung in the air.

Everything was no different from the Black Snow Grassland. Their way of life was the same: a nomadic economy.

The sole difference lay in their weapons.

Jiang Ding swept his divine sense across the surroundings and discovered with surprise that every warrior and herdsman here carried only swords: iron swords, bronze swords, while impoverished herding slaves used sharpened bamboo swords, wooden swords, and even polished stone swords.

Other than swords, there were no other weapons.

No sabers, no spears, no bows, no armor, no throwing darts. For self-defense, killing enemies, and hunting, they relied entirely on the three-foot gleaming blade in their hands. From time to time, people died while hunting or fighting, yet no one thought to switch to another weapon.

In theory, spears, bows, and armor could greatly improve the combat strength of low-level warriors. Even stone armor would do.

No one needed to teach them these things. So long as one or two people tried them and won, they would immediately spread and replicate through the population at an exponential rate.

Yet in reality, there were only swords.

"Another enormous and anomalous influence that an immortal cultivation sect exerts upon the mortal world."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself, recalling the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking in the Yue Kingdom under the Seven Feathers Sect. All mortals had long grown accustomed to its existence and tirelessly took part in it.

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