The weakest martial artist? One punch and he's leveled up a whole realm!

In Su Muyun's view...

She never intended to get the spirit ring back from Ye Xiao.

Simultaneously.

In front of everyone, Ye Xiao returned the spirit ring to her.

This behavior itself was not problematic.

However, this matter was perceived by the surrounding classmates.

That's what makes it a problematic thing.

Su Muyun didn't care about the opinions of those around her.

but.

Regarding Ye Xiao returning the spirit ring.

She felt very uncomfortable!

There was an indescribable feeling of unease.

Su Muyun's tone was fiery.

"Fine, give me back the spirit ring."

"Give."

Ye Xiao handed over the black spirit ring.

As a result, Su Muyun directly retorted.

"You're wrong! Mine is a white spirit ring!"

"what?"

"What do you mean, 'huh'?" Su Muyun's tone gradually became spoiled. "This black spirit ring is so big, will it even fit on my finger?"

"Clearly, this white spirit ring is the one I lent you!"

Ye Xiao was completely baffled by Su Muyun's behavior.

"This black ring is clearly yours..."

"Give me back the white spirit ring!"

then.

The white spirit ring in Ye Xiao's hand was forcibly snatched away by Su Muyun.

After taking it, Su Muyun left without looking back.

Ye Xiao was left standing alone.

The black spirit ring that Su Muyun had given him was still in his palm.

And this white spirit ring.

It originally belonged to Ye Xiao, but now it has fallen into Su Muyun's hands.

Their behavior seems to be called...

Exchange rings?

Just as Ye Xiao was puzzled.

The surrounding people started talking again.

"This E-rank martial arts waste is truly shameless!"

"It must have been Su Muyun who took pity on him and lent him a spirit ring!"

"This boy is too scheming! Su Muyun lent him her white spirit ring, and he wanted to keep it, coveting the spirit ring Su Muyun had used, and then return a black spirit ring!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! This guy thinks he can get his hands on a swan, but little does he know that Su Muyun would never even look at him!"

"Did they think that by doing these little things in public, they could make others misunderstand their ambiguous relationship?"

"Impossible! Even if you believed the world would end tomorrow, you still wouldn't believe he could catch up with Su Muyun."

"Haha, absolutely right!"

"......"

To those around them, it was a farce of a toad trying to eat swan meat.

After they finished watching, the crowd dispersed, each going about their own business.

Ye Xiao stared at the black spirit ring left in his palm.

He thought to himself, "Now, does this mean I've severed ties with Su Muyun?"

"She shouldn't be angry or upset about me anymore, right?"

As Ye Xiao thought about it, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"Originally there was nothing, so where could dust settle?"

"I need to focus on training and improving my strength, not waste my energy on women!"

Women only affect the speed of a punch!

This principle was already a golden rule in the world before Ye Xiao's transmigration.

Ye Xiao cleared his mind of distractions and stepped into the library in front of him.

Upon entering the library, the first thing you smell is the scent of paper.

It's not the smell of new paper ink, but the smell of old paper, exposed to the sun and dampened by rain, carrying the scent of time.

It's like stepping into an ancient forest, where each book is a tree and each page is a ring of a tree.

The first floor is an open reading area.

Beneath the enormous dome are dozens of towering bookshelves that stretch from the floor to the ceiling.

The bookshelf is made of dark walnut wood with smooth, shiny edges.

Each row of bookshelves has a bronze plaque at the top, engraved with the categories: General History of Martial Arts, General Introduction to Professions, Theory of Spiritual Energy, Geography of the Continent...

There are narrow aisles between the bookshelves, just wide enough for two people to walk side by side.

The floor was covered with a dark blue carpet that made no sound when stepped on.

Window seats are the most sought-after.

Beneath the enormous arched windows were rows of long tables with thick oak tabletops polished to a shine by countless sleeves.

The morning sunlight slanted in through the window, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the table.

Some people are reading, some are copying, and some are dozing off.

Only the sound of turning pages and breathing could be heard; it was as quiet as another world.

Ye Xiao wandered around briefly but couldn't find the book he was looking for.

So he went up to the second floor.

The second floor of the library is where the various professional zones are divided.

For example, there are sections for magic-based characters, weapons, summoning, qi cultivation, martial arts, and so on.

In the first four areas, the bookshelves are full, the lights are on, and the tables and chairs are new.

People come and go occasionally, not many, but at least there are people.

But the Warriors section is different.

It was in the far corner, hidden by a wall, like a forgotten storage room.

The bookshelves were mostly empty, with very few books on them.

The dust was thick, as if no one had been here for a long time.

The lighting was dim, and several lights were broken and no one was fixing them.

When Ye Xiao first entered this place, he stood in front of the bookshelves, looking at the few books there—"Introduction to Martial Arts," "Illustrated Basic Boxing Techniques," "Twelve Methods of Physical Cultivation"...

These are all introductory, basic, and not very useful books.

He ran his fingers along the spine of the book, leaving a mark on the dust.

"Nobody's watching?" he muttered to himself.

And just then...

A voice suddenly came from behind him.

"The school doesn't have any martial artists, and physical training is both arduous and exhausting; where would students come to borrow skills?"

Ye Xiao quickly turned around and was shocked to see an elderly man with gray hair, wearing reading glasses, holding an old book in his hands and reading.

"And you are, sir?"

The other person didn't even look up: "A freshman?"

Ye Xiao nodded: "Yes."

The other person replied, "I'm the librarian; my classmates like to call me 'Old Qian.'"

"Mr. Qian," Ye Xiao added politely.

The librarian asked, "What book are you looking for?"

Ye Xiao answered truthfully, "I want to find some books related to boundary marks to read."

"Boundary Mark?" The librarian looked up, adjusted his reading glasses, and re-examined the boy in front of him.

"At your age, it's too early for you to get involved with Boundary Marks, but it's rare to see a student as interested in them as you are."

"What do you want to know about Boundary Mark?"

Ye Xiao replied, "I plan to enter [Rift 17: Crimson Abyss]."

......

The top floor of the library is the rare book reading room.

It is not open to regular students.

Only deans, professors, mentors, and students in the gifted program have the authority to enter.

However, an appointment needs to be made three days in advance, and the dean will approve it.

It contains the school's most precious books.

There are historical secrets, ancient manuscripts, and even lost martial arts techniques, as well as fragments of ancient scrolls unearthed from cracked ruins.

These books are locked in a glass cabinet; you can look at them, but you can't touch them.

Next to each book is a plaque that describes its origin, date, and historical value.

But now, the librarian has brought Ye Xiao inside.

"The books you requested related to boundary marks are here."

At this moment, Ye Xiao looked at a book handed to him by the librarian.

The book's title was prominently displayed on the cover.

Introduction and Distribution of Boundary Marks