In addition, from these guests, he knew that the recruitment ceremonies of the four major sects and the royal family were generally celebrated once every five years.
Once in 5 years, those talented youth of the right age would definitely participate in this recruitment at all costs. After all, if they didn't do that, they would have to wait until 5 years later if they wanted to join the four major sects and the royal family.
Therefore, if Yang Song did not seize this opportunity, then maybe a great batch of geniuses would be missed by him.
After accurately grasping this information and determining the future goal, Yang Song went to various restaurants and inns, focusing on collecting information in this area.
Sure enough, from the small chats of many guests, he got further news. This year, there were many genius teenagers who were not well-known coming.
Judging from the integration of this information, this year's recruitment was a must!
...
Later.
The little girl finally woke up.
After feeling this situation, Yang Song also ended his information collection and immediately returned to the inn.
Under his full treatment, the little girl's injury had almost recovered completely. Although her whole person still looked a little weak, there was no major problem other than that.
Appearing in this unfamiliar place, the little girl was very cautious, and even after seeing Yang Song, she showed a very scared emotion.
Seeing the little girl curled up at the foot of the bed holding a sword, Yang Song smiled kindly.
"Little girl, what's your name?"
The little girl curled up tighter, her small body leaning tightly against the wall, her mouth tightly closed, her eyes not daring to look directly at Yang Song but she glanced at him from time to time.
"Don't be afraid, little girl, uncle is not a bad person."
"Come on, tell uncle, what is your name?"
Yang Song tried to touch the little girl's head.
However, the little girl resisted very much. Before he could touch her head, she started screaming!
Upon seeing this, Yang Song could only give up, retracted his hand, and then asked, "Do you want to go back to your sect? If you want to go back, then when the war in your sect is over, uncle will take you back. How is it?"
Speaking of the sect, when it came to sending her back, the little girl finally reacted as she shook her head frantically.
"You mean, you don't want to go back, do you?"
The little girl nodded.
Yang Song was a little bit helpless. Originally, after the little girl was cured, if her sect survived this battle, he would send her back.
But it seemed that this little girl had no nostalgia for her sect!
In this situation, Yang Song could almost conclude that there were no parents or relatives of the little girl in that sect.
Of course, it was only his own guess to conclude. After thinking about it, he still asked, "Then you tell uncle, are your parents in that sect?"
In order to prevent the little girl from not responding, he said half threateningly, "You must tell uncle truthfully, if you don't say it, then uncle will send you back to the sect later."
The threat was effective, and the little girl shook her head quickly.
...
The little girl was obviously frightened by the scene of the previous sect war.
Under such circumstances, she came to such a strange place again, facing the strange adult Yang Song.
The combination of multiple situations made her very scared, so she kept silent out of self-preservation.
Regarding this, Yang Song no longer forced her and no longer asked her questions.
He stretched out his hand, "You must be hungry, let's go, uncle will take you to dinner."
The little girl looked at his hand and then at his eyes. After several hesitations, she finally couldn't hold back her hunger.
But she didn't go to take Yang Song's hand but stood up silently.
After she stood up, she didn't speak, but looked straight into Yang Song's eyes as if waiting for Yang Song to take her to dinner.
They had already compromised, but they still looked like this, but Yang Song had figured it out a bit.
It seemed that this little girl was not only scared so simply; she seemed to have some flaws in her personality.
The little girl was still holding the ancient sword tightly, and Yang Song said, "Let's go, put the sword down, and uncle will take you to dinner."
The little girl shook her head and took the sword back deliberately. It seemed that this sword was very important to her.
"Okay, so be it, uncle will take you to dinner."
...
Facts had proven that children were just children after all, no matter how big a flaw in their personality was, they would not be as difficult to get along with as an adult with a withdrawn personality.
No, when the meal was almost finished, the little girl finally spoke, "Ye Yuxuan."
She said abruptly, making Yang Song stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "Ye Yuxuan? Is this your name?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded.
"Then uncle will call you Xuan Xuan, okay?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded again.
"Do you have any place you want to go or someone you want to find?"
Ye Yuxuan shook her head, then looked up at Yang Song. Her meaning was very clear – that was, she wanted to follow Yang Song.
And her series of performance… portrayed that she was really a little girl with a very flawed personality!
She maintained a high degree of caution in everything, even after relaxing some defenses against Yang Song at this time, she was still reluctant to speak more.
With this kind of temperament continuing to develop, Yang Song could almost foresee what Ye Yuxuan would look like when she grew up.
It could be a cold personality or a perverse personality!
If it was the former, the problem was not big. But if it developed into the latter situation...
Yang Song couldn't help but frown.
All his current plans and time were tight. But since he had rescued Ye Yuxuan and brought Ye Yuxuan with him, he had to be responsible to the end.
This responsibility to the end was not just as simple as ensuring the safety of her life.
All right, Ye Yuxuan seemed to be a thorough oil bottle at the moment.
What made Yang Song most uncomfortable was that he had rescued the oil bottle himself, and he couldn't leave it alone.
This was really helpless.
In addition, from these guests, he knew that the recruitment ceremonies of the four major sects and the royal family were generally celebrated once every five years.
Once in 5 years, those talented youth of the right age would definitely participate in this recruitment at all costs. After all, if they didn't do that, they would have to wait until 5 years later if they wanted to join the four major sects and the royal family.
Therefore, if Yang Song did not seize this opportunity, then maybe a great batch of geniuses would be missed by him.
After accurately grasping this information and determining the future goal, Yang Song went to various restaurants and inns, focusing on collecting information in this area.
Sure enough, from the small chats of many guests, he got further news. This year, there were many genius teenagers who were not well-known coming.
Judging from the integration of this information, this year's recruitment was a must!
...
Later.
The little girl finally woke up.
After feeling this situation, Yang Song also ended his information collection and immediately returned to the inn.
Under his full treatment, the little girl's injury had almost recovered completely. Although her whole person still looked a little weak, there was no major problem other than that.
Appearing in this unfamiliar place, the little girl was very cautious, and even after seeing Yang Song, she showed a very scared emotion.
Seeing the little girl curled up at the foot of the bed holding a sword, Yang Song smiled kindly.
"Little girl, what's your name?"
The little girl curled up tighter, her small body leaning tightly against the wall, her mouth tightly closed, her eyes not daring to look directly at Yang Song but she glanced at him from time to time.
"Don't be afraid, little girl, uncle is not a bad person."
"Come on, tell uncle, what is your name?"
Yang Song tried to touch the little girl's head.
However, the little girl resisted very much. Before he could touch her head, she started screaming!
Upon seeing this, Yang Song could only give up, retracted his hand, and then asked, "Do you want to go back to your sect? If you want to go back, then when the war in your sect is over, uncle will take you back. How is it?"
Speaking of the sect, when it came to sending her back, the little girl finally reacted as she shook her head frantically.
"You mean, you don't want to go back, do you?"
The little girl nodded.
Yang Song was a little bit helpless. Originally, after the little girl was cured, if her sect survived this battle, he would send her back.
But it seemed that this little girl had no nostalgia for her sect!
In this situation, Yang Song could almost conclude that there were no parents or relatives of the little girl in that sect.
Of course, it was only his own guess to conclude. After thinking about it, he still asked, "Then you tell uncle, are your parents in that sect?"
In order to prevent the little girl from not responding, he said half threateningly, "You must tell uncle truthfully, if you don't say it, then uncle will send you back to the sect later."
The threat was effective, and the little girl shook her head quickly.
...
The little girl was obviously frightened by the scene of the previous sect war.
Under such circumstances, she came to such a strange place again, facing the strange adult Yang Song.
The combination of multiple situations made her very scared, so she kept silent out of self-preservation.
Regarding this, Yang Song no longer forced her and no longer asked her questions.
He stretched out his hand, "You must be hungry, let's go, uncle will take you to dinner."
The little girl looked at his hand and then at his eyes. After several hesitations, she finally couldn't hold back her hunger.
But she didn't go to take Yang Song's hand but stood up silently.
After she stood up, she didn't speak, but looked straight into Yang Song's eyes as if waiting for Yang Song to take her to dinner.
They had already compromised, but they still looked like this, but Yang Song had figured it out a bit.
It seemed that this little girl was not only scared so simply; she seemed to have some flaws in her personality.
The little girl was still holding the ancient sword tightly, and Yang Song said, "Let's go, put the sword down, and uncle will take you to dinner."
The little girl shook her head and took the sword back deliberately. It seemed that this sword was very important to her.
"Okay, so be it, uncle will take you to dinner."
...
Facts had proven that children were just children after all, no matter how big a flaw in their personality was, they would not be as difficult to get along with as an adult with a withdrawn personality.
No, when the meal was almost finished, the little girl finally spoke, "Ye Yuxuan."
She said abruptly, making Yang Song stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "Ye Yuxuan? Is this your name?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded.
"Then uncle will call you Xuan Xuan, okay?"
Ye Yuxuan nodded again.
"Do you have any place you want to go or someone you want to find?"
Ye Yuxuan shook her head, then looked up at Yang Song. Her meaning was very clear – that was, she wanted to follow Yang Song.
And her series of performance… portrayed that she was really a little girl with a very flawed personality!
She maintained a high degree of caution in everything, even after relaxing some defenses against Yang Song at this time, she was still reluctant to speak more.
With this kind of temperament continuing to develop, Yang Song could almost foresee what Ye Yuxuan would look like when she grew up.
It could be a cold personality or a perverse personality!
If it was the former, the problem was not big. But if it developed into the latter situation...
Yang Song couldn't help but frown.
All his current plans and time were tight. But since he had rescued Ye Yuxuan and brought Ye Yuxuan with him, he had to be responsible to the end.
This responsibility to the end was not just as simple as ensuring the safety of her life.
All right, Ye Yuxuan seemed to be a thorough oil bottle at the moment.
What made Yang Song most uncomfortable was that he had rescued the oil bottle himself, and he couldn't leave it alone.
This was really helpless.
