That being the case, maybe it was time to change the plan.

Yang Song made the decision to change the plan in a very short time.

Since he dug a hole for himself, then he had to fill it in himself.

To accomplish this goal, he had to have enough patience.

So, he immediately decided to put aside the matter of going to the imperial capital to obtain permission to create a sect.

After all, there was still nearly a month before the recruitment ceremony started at this time, so there was no need to rush for it.

And he also took advantage of this time to learn more about the world and the country of the Great Qin Kingdom.

To confront a battle, he had to know himself and his enemies clearly, and he now had very little knowledge of the Great Qin Kingdom.

His knowledge of the four sects and the royal family was also almost zero.

In this situation, it was very unfavorable whether it was for him to obtain permission to start a sect, or forcibly participate in the recruitment ceremony.

…

After making the decision to postpone the plan, everything was fine.

First of all, after having enough patience and plenty of time, Yang Song no longer felt that Ye Yuxuan was a thorough oil bottle.

She was just a cute little girl. Yang Song had experience in raising children before, so if this girl was raised by him, Yang Song had the expectation she would at least have a decent personality when she grew up.

People’s emotions often led to changes in temperament.

Just like Yang Song at this moment. After he instilled enough patience in himself, his temperament changed from being a little impatient before to being very peaceful and kind now.

And under the infectious power of this temperament, Ye Yuxuan’s defense against him was obviously reduced a lot.

After his mood was no longer impetuous, Yang Song’s eating speed slowed down a bit, so that the eating time that was about to end was extended a lot.

During the period, Yang Song tried several times to talk to Ye Yuxuan, but Ye Yuxuan still remained silent.

Soon, the eating time was over.

“Go, uncle will take you to buy a piece of clothing.”

Ye Yuxuan’s body was still covered with blood, and her clothes were in tatters.

Yang Song spoke and stretched out his hand to Ye Yuxuan.

However, Ye Yuxuan still didn’t hold his hand, still holding the ancient sword that was longer than her tightly.

Yang Song didn’t mind, so he tried to say, “How about you let uncle help you hold the sword?”

Sure enough, Ye Yuxuan was still very resistant. After hearing his words, she immediately took two steps back, and her hand holding the sword tightened.

He sighed helplessly, “All right, then you make sure to follow uncle closely later.”

Ye Yuxuan nodded.

…

So, two people, one big and one small walked towards the street one after another.

During the period, because Ye Yuxuan was covered with blood and her clothes were in tatters, their combination attracted a lot of attention.

If it wasn’t for Ye Yuxuan to follow Yang Song honestly, many people would have to report to the guards…

Yang Song came to this world for the first time, naturally, there were no such currencies of the Great Qin Kingdom.

But there were a lot of Inner Cores in him!

He had been to so many worlds, no matter which world, Inner Cores were a hard currency.

The Middle Sky World was no exception.

Although the society of the Great Qin Kingdom was similar to the ancient times of China and C Country, there was no curfew in this society. The night market was very prosperous!

This street was full of night stalls and colorful lights.

These stalls sold everything. There were ordinary people’s gadgets and small crafts. There were also weapons and pills and medicines needed by warriors!

Speaking of pill, it was worth mentioning that Yang Song was also a good alchemist. His mind drifted to the time when he was making frantically and experimenting with Xiao Laoxu.

Right, Yang Song also noted that he would take his pets with him when he went back in the future.

Back to present, there was no such profession as a mage in the Middle Sky World, and all extraordinary people were collectively referred to as warriors or martial artists.

…

Again, children were children after all.

No matter how flawed their personality was, they still had the instinct of children.

When they passed by a candy seller’s booth, Ye Yuxuan’s eyes had to take a look at it from time to time, and her feet slowed down even more.

Perceiving this situation, Yang Song immediately stopped, and directly bought the candy that Ye Yuxuan paid most attention to.

“Xuan Xuan, tell uncle what you want.”

As he said, he handed the candy to Ye Yuxuan.

This time, maybe it was impossible to refuse the temptation of the candy, or perhaps the defense against Yang Song has been lowered, Ye Yuxuan did not remain silent, she took the candy and said, “Thank you.”

People in this world paid attention to personal strength and the realm of martial arts. As for the people’s livelihood, crafts, and technological development, they didn’t care very much.

Therefore, clothes in this world didn’t have any sense of design, they were almost just plain clothes that could shelter people from the cold.

Of course, this was only for ordinary people’s clothing. The design of clothes for the rich and powerful was not so vulgar at all.

Yang Song took Ye Yuxuan to a very high-end clothing store.

There were a lot of children’s clothes among them, and he bought them all without hesitation if Ye Yuxuan took a second look.

After changing into beautiful clothes, Ye Yuxuan’s face finally showed a smile.

And when Yang Song took her out of the clothing store.

The system suddenly gave a prompt.

[Ding, a guardian detected. Preliminarily gained the trust of the guardian.]

The sound of the system was really inexplicable.

Was it a secret task or something? Yang Song felt puzzled. Since the restart of the system, Yang Song felt that the system had become very different from before.

But in this situation, the guardian pointed to by the system should be Ye Yuxuan.

This Ye Yuxuan was actually a guardian of something?

Yang Song looked at Ye Yuxuan’s body. Soon, the ancient sword she was holding tightly was locked by Yang Song’s eyes.

The thing she was protecting should be this ancient sword.

This ancient sword…

Yang Song frowned.

This also made Yang Song think of the legend about the artifact.

Was this ancient sword the so-called artifact that those two sects were fighting for?

Of course, this was just a guess. And even if this ancient sword was the so-called artifact…. so what?