The Fist Intent Left by the Nameless Ancestor?

This book provides a very detailed introduction to the Red Abyss.

At the end of the "Red Abyss Chapter," he saw annotations left behind by someone.

It appeared that this content had been added at a later time.

"I have been to the Red Abyss. Three times."

"The first time, I stood at the edge of the rift for an hour. I did not go in. Because I knew that at that time, entering meant certain death."

"The second time, I went in. I walked along the magma river for two days. I killed over a dozen Flame Demon Warrior, and found a Molten Heart. After refining it, my fire resistance increased significantly, and my skills were imbued with the power of flame."

"The third time, I reached the volcanic crater. I saw a strange fist intent—it was a golden light, spanning across the rift like a wound that would never heal. I stood there for seven days and seven nights. I did not comprehend it, not because I wasn't strong enough, but because I was not yet qualified."

Seeing this, a look of astonishment appeared on Ye Xiao's face.

"Volcanic crater? A special fist intent?"

"What is this strange fist intent?"

"Could it be related to my Fist Intent Codex?"

Just then.

The old librarian, who had finished repairing an ancient book, came to Ye Xiao's side.

He lowered his head and saw the content Ye Xiao was reading.

Ye Xiao looked up and asked.

"Elder Qian, who is the person that wrote these annotations?"

The other party pushed up his reading glasses and leaned in to take a closer look.

It seemed as if he had recalled something from the past.

Then, he spoke slowly.

"I seem to have a slight impression of the person who wrote these notes, though it has been many years."

"Back then, he was also a student here."

"If I recall correctly... his name was Ye Zhenghe."

As soon as these words were spoken.

Ye Xiao's head buzzed, as if it had exploded.

The memories of his predecessor came flooding back like a tidal wave!

Wasn't Ye Zhenghe his adoptive father?

He never expected to see traces of information left behind by his adoptive father here.

Following that.

Below the annotations, there were three warnings.

"If a fated person sees this and intends to head to the Red Abyss, remember three things!"

"First, do not go too deep. The magma river is the boundary line; once you cross the river, you are in the territory of the Flame Demon King. Unless you are a powerhouse of the Tenth Realm, you are no match for it."

"Second, do not stay too long. The will of the Flame Demon King will erode your mind. If you stay longer than seven days, you will become a different person."

"Third, and most importantly—the most precious treasure in the Red Abyss is the strange fist intent at the volcanic crater. According to my speculation, this is highly likely a fist intent left behind by the Nameless Ancestor on a whim. Of course, if you are not a Martialist class, you can skip this."

At this point, the "Red Abyss Chapter" had been completely read.

Ye Xiao closed the book.

Elder Qian the librarian said, "Looking at you, it seems you have already made up your mind to go to the Red Abyss?"

Ye Xiao paused, then nodded.

"I don't know if I am qualified, nor do I know if I have the strength."

"But I want to go and see."

He slowly clenched his fist, a determined will blooming within it.

"I want to go and see that fist intent!"

"The fist intent left by the Nameless Ancestor!"

"This might be of great help to my cultivation."

A faint golden light on his knuckles flickered once, then dimmed.

Elder Qian the librarian witnessed the entire transformation.

He smiled slightly.

Then, he took out a vessel about the size of a palm.

It was filled with a green liquid.

He handed it to Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao stared at the other person in astonishment.

"Elder Qian, what is this?"

The old man smiled slightly. "A potion capable of temporarily resisting the Fire Poison of the Red Abyss, with a duration of 24 hours."

Upon hearing this, a look of both surprise and joy appeared on Ye Xiao's face.

"Elder Qian, how much is it? I'll buy it!" Ye Xiao said with a firm tone.

The old man smiled faintly, seemingly having seen through the stubbornness and self-esteem of this youth.

He said, "Let's go by the market price."

"Pay me back once you've earned the money," Elder Qian added.

With those words, Ye Xiao was able to accept the bottle of Fire Poison Resistance Potion with peace of mind.

After carefully putting it away, he returned the book he was holding to the old man.

Just then, the librarian Elder Qian stood by the window and looked up at the sky over Jiang City.

The wind was strong, rustling the trees across the campus.

The setting sun, like congealed blood, spread across the sky.

It was as if there was a red scar in the heavens, its dark red light looking down upon this land like a half-opened eye.

"The day after tomorrow."

Elder Qian suddenly blurted out.

Ye Xiao asked in confusion, "The day after tomorrow? What about it?"

Elder Qian gazed at the sky and said, "The day after tomorrow, the seal of the Red Abyss will enter an active period; that is the best time to enter the Red Abyss."

"By then, there will be many people like you who want to venture into the Red Abyss."

"Sometimes, traveling in a group is better than going it alone."

After leaving behind these meaningful and thought-provoking words, Elder Qian paid no more attention to Ye Xiao and went back to his own business.

As for Ye Xiao, he lingered for a while longer before leaving the library.

"Elder Qian said that the day after tomorrow, the seal of the Red Abyss will be in an active period, making it suitable for entry."

"That means if the Red Abyss were in a stable period, the passage likely wouldn't be open."

"Although I've learned a lot about the Red Abyss from books, in the end, I have to see it for myself to truly understand it."

The next day, Ye Xiao had one day of preparation.

He did not continue to go to the Gravity Cultivation Tower to practice his punches, but instead headed to the Body Tempering Pavilion to temper his physique.

At five in the morning, before dawn had broken, Ye Xiao stood at the entrance of the Body Tempering Pavilion. The door was always left ajar and had never been locked.

Because no one was interested in this place, and no one would steal the things inside.

Over time, even without a lock, no one ever came in.

Boom!

The iron door let out a dull sound, like a sigh.

Ye Xiao walked inside. He hadn't told Wang Hou because he wanted to come alone.

The pavilion was very dark, with only the green light of the emergency exit flickering.

Those massive machines stood silently in the darkness like sleeping behemoths.

Ye Xiao walked to the wall and pressed the main switch.

"Hum—"

The overhead lights flickered on one by one, the white light blinding.

The machines emerged from the darkness, cold, hard, and silent.

He took a deep breath and walked toward the first machine: the Ten-Thousand Catty Hydraulic Hammer.

He stood beneath the hammer, looking up at the massive iron weight.

Yesterday, he had endured a thousand catties here, leaving his shoulders a bruised red.

Today, he wanted to try for more.

He stripped off his T-shirt, baring his torso, and stared at himself in the mirror before him.

His shoulders had broadened, his waist had narrowed, and his abdominal muscles looked as if they had been carved by a blade.

Just a few days ago, he was still an ordinary, scrawny youth.

A few days later, he was like a statue chiseled from stone.