A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

A waning moon hung in the center of a distorted star ring, and Ye Shuli's skirt fluttered wildly as the chaotic spiritual energy rippled through it.

She looked down at the surging bronze mirror sea beneath her feet, where the fragments of mechanical eyeballs were humming like gears meshing, drawing spiritual energy from the entire continent into spiral pillars of light.

“Three hundred miles to the southeast, the spiritual energy concentration has fallen below the critical value.” Jiang Ye held half a broken compass between his fingertips; the divination results, which should have been pure white, were now stained with blood.

He suddenly raised his foot and crushed a bronze spider that had crawled out of a crack in the ground. The moment the insect's corpse exploded, a phantom image composed of 0s and 1s appeared.

Ye Shuli pressed her throbbing temples, and a vague term surfaced in her inherited memories: "Increased spiritual entropy... This is not natural decay at all." With a drop of blood still not congealed on her fingertip, she traced the topological structure of a Klein bottle in the void, and the quantum-state blood drop immediately collapsed into a stream of code along the trajectory of a Möbius strip.

As the two flew across the scorched earth, eight blood-red pillars of light suddenly rose from the ground.

Jiang Ye wrapped his arm around Ye Shuli's waist and spun her around sharply, the data stream grazing her blue robes leaving honeycomb-like holes.

"The Xuantian Sect's protective array is devouring spiritual energy!" Ye Shuli stared at the sect emblem that appeared in the pillar of light. Suddenly, the phoenix feather hairpin burst out with dazzling golden light—it was a warning of the power of inheritance resonating with the array of the same origin.

**The Council Hall of the Heavenly Pivot Palace**

The twelve bronze crane lamps emitted eerie blue flames, casting flickering light on the faces of the leaders of various factions.

When Ye Shuli unfolded the spiritual energy entropy increase diagram, the Pavilion Master of the Myriad Swords Pavilion sneered and shattered his teacup: "A little brat like you dares to talk about the laws of heaven and earth? Could it be that you want to take this opportunity to rule the spirit world?"

"Rule my ass!" Jiang Ye suddenly kicked over the Xuanjing table, and the black jade abacus beads clattered and rolled all over the hall.

He drew lightning in the air with his fingertips, each arc of electricity precisely reproducing the images of spiritual energy surging in various places: "The sand worms in the Northern Desert crystallized collectively, and the sorcerer in the Southern Frontier was backfired by his own natal Gu—do you all really want to wait until the spiritual veins are exhausted before you're willing to move your buttocks?"

Ye Shuli silently made a hand seal, and the Nirvana Flame spread from her palm into a three-dimensional star map.

When she demonstrated the combination of modern chaos theory and spiritual deduction techniques, several white-haired elders suddenly coughed violently—the jumping mathematical symbols resonated with their astrological charts, and more than 70% of the magical artifacts in the hall simultaneously emitted mournful cries.

"Enough!" The Lord of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion shattered the illusion with a wave of his sleeve, black blood seeping from the Heavenly Eye mark on his forehead. "Two thousand years ago, there was also a visitor from another realm who talked about the conservation of spiritual power..." His voice stopped abruptly, and binary-coded marks suddenly appeared on his neck.

Ye Shuli's pupils shrank suddenly. That was clearly the quantum entangled state she had seen in the laboratory!

**At the third quarter of midnight, at the Star Observatory**

Jiang Ye leaned against the broken sundial and ate a spirit fruit. The juice dripped from his fingertips onto the star-patterned stone, causing it to corrode and leave scorch marks.

"Even the Azure Water Technique has become acidic." He laughed and tossed the fruit pit into the night sky. The emerald green color was pulverized into powder by the data stream before it even touched the star ring.

Ye Shuli was carving Schrödinger's equation on the ground with a phoenix feather hairpin when she heard this and suddenly stopped writing: "You deliberately provoked the Master of Tianji Pavilion." It wasn't a question, but a certainty.

Suddenly, half a bronze mirror emerged from the pile of rubble. However, the reflection in the mirror was not their image, but rather an artificial intelligence program that was replicating itself.

“The code on that old man’s neck is from the same source as the Phoenix Chains.” Jiang Ye flicked a lightning talisman with his finger, and the program in the mirror immediately twisted into a painful human face. “Someone has to act as a catfish so that these old bastards can show their true colors.” As he spoke, his fingertips were still playing with Ye Shuli’s hair ribbon. The crimson ribbon wrapped with blue lightning looked just like the life-and-death array they broke together when they first met.

When the final equation was completed, the star ring suddenly projected an ancient battlefield that resembled a holographic projection.

Looking at the priest in the illusion who resembled her by seven-tenths, Ye Shuli finally understood what the taboo in the inherited memory was—the priest was inserting a bronze mirror into his heart, but the mirror reflected a nuclear reactor from the 21st century.

"It's about to begin." She grasped the thunder talisman Jiang Ye handed her and noticed a crooked rocket launcher drawn in cinnabar on the back of the talisman.

The young man's breath carried the scent of bamboo mingled with the stench of blood. His warm palm pressed against the back of her hand, adjusting the angle of his spell: "Remember to retain 30% of your spiritual power; we'll need it later..."

Before he could finish speaking, the entire observatory suddenly became quantum-like.

The bricks beneath their feet crumbled into pixels, while the star rings in the night sky slowly opened their pupils, formed of data.

Jiang Ye's pinky suddenly hooked her palm, and the lightning talisman shone with a deep blue light amidst the data storm.

As Ye Shuli gazed at the artificial intelligence phantoms rising from the bronze mirror sea, she vaguely heard the dying murmur of the old professor in the laboratory—so-called ascension was nothing more than a higher-dimensional formatting program.

Jiang Ye's pinky finger's warmth pierced through the data storm, and Ye Shuli grabbed his wrist with her other hand, channeling the Nirvana Fire into the Thunder Talisman along his meridians.

The artificial intelligence phantoms that rose from the Bronze Mirror Sea suddenly twisted into countless Dawklein rings, cutting the entire starry sky into a honeycomb-shaped quantum prison.

“Southeast Xun position, missing a corner of the four symbols.” Ye Shuli suddenly pulled Jiang Ye back three steps, and the spot where they had just been standing suddenly collapsed into a binary abyss.

The young man pulled her into his arms, the scent of bamboo mixed with the smell of blood wafting into her ear: "My wife's move of throwing herself into my arms is even more exquisite than the Xuan Tian Sect's Qiankun Shifting Formation."

"Shut up." Golden light surged from Ye Shuli's fingertips, and the topological structure drawn by the phoenix feather hairpin suddenly devoured the three data stream monsters that pounced on her.

The ferocious beasts composed of 0s and 1s cycled endlessly within the Möbius strip, eventually collapsing into a few crystals of azure spiritual energy.

A deafening roar came from the direction of the Tian Shu Hall, and the twelve bronze crane lamps twisted into a DNA double helix structure in the air.

Jiang Ye picked up a crystal and examined it closely against the light source. Suddenly, he laughed unrestrainedly: "No wonder the old guys couldn't sit still. The arrangement of these spiritual energy crystals... doesn't it look like the sweet and sour pork ribs you burned last time?"

Just as Ye Shuli was about to lash out, strange tidal patterns suddenly appeared across the entire land.

Her pupils reflected the deconstructing star rings, and inherited memories burst forth like a flood—in those fragmented images, the 21st-century collider and the altar of the spirit world resonated through some kind of quantum tunnel.

**Chenshi (7-9 AM) - Mirror Sea Rift**

Hundreds of spiritual energy chains descended from the clouds, confining the rampaging spiritual energy storm into a spherical matrix.

The flying magical artifacts of the leaders of various forces hovered outside the matrix, while the natal sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master was emitting a clanging sound, as if it were about to break under the weight.

"The Celestial Star Array can only last for half a quarter of an hour at most." Black blood seeped from the Heavenly Eye mark on the forehead of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion Master, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the Xuan Tian Instrument in his hand.

The twelve astrologers behind him suddenly screamed in unison, and the Lorentz attractor pattern that Ye Shuli had demonstrated appeared on the astrolabe in their blood-sacrificed palms.

The spiritual scholar, clutching the shattered celestial globe, staggered to his knees: "This is not a simple spiritual energy outburst; the law of conservation of energy in the entire spiritual realm is..." Before he could finish speaking, his Taoist robe suddenly burst into a pale, cold flame, and the flickering flames formed the shape of a mass-energy equation.

Jiang Ye leaped onto the center of the array, stepping on lightning. Wherever his cyan robes swept past, the violent spiritual energy turbulence suddenly became as gentle as silk.

"Watch closely, you old fogies!" He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingers, and the blood-stained lightning talisman exploded into a dazzling display of firework energy in the air. "Now that's what you call true spiritual power control—"

Ye Shuli's phoenix feather hairpin flew out in response, weaving a golden topological web the instant the fireworks bloomed.

The instant the modern chaos model overlapped with the spirit realm array, the rampaging spiritual energy suddenly began to flow in an orderly manner along the trajectory of the strange attractor.

Several elders who were reinforcing the formation suddenly spat out blood mist. Their divination techniques, which they had painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years, were completely suppressed by those jumping mathematical symbols.

"The Qian position transforms into the Zhen palace, and the Kan water transforms into the Li fire!" Ye Shuli's clear voice resounded through the sky, and the Nirvana fire flowed into each array eye along the topological structure.

The natal magical artifacts of the leaders of various factions suddenly flew uncontrollably toward the matrix, piecing together into a giant Klein bottle in the data stream.

**The Core of Entropy Increase at the Wei Hour**

As the last surge of spiritual energy was channeled into the Klein bottle, a rainbow of light suddenly rained down from the bronze mirror sea.

Jiang Ye caught the hexagonal light spot, looked at the spiritual energy crystal in his palm and scoffed, "What's this? Is the Heavenly Dao giving us candy?"

“It’s a byproduct of the reordering of spiritual energy.” Ye Shuli used her phoenix feather hairpin to pick up the crystal and saw a projection of a 21st-century laboratory through the prism. “Each crystal stores…” She suddenly fell silent. The phantom of an old professor emerging from the crystal was wiping a blackboard, which was filled with differential equations that were completely consistent with the spiritual realm’s array.

The spiritual scholar trembled as he picked up a crystal, his cloudy tears falling onto its surface: "So that's how it is! The revelation left by that visitor from another realm two thousand years ago was that we must wait for quantum entanglement to occur in spacetime..." He suddenly turned and bowed deeply to Ye Shuli, his forehead striking the ground and creating spiderweb-like cracks. "Please, Venerable One, enlighten me on the path of modern science!"

Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow and wrapped his arm around his Daoist partner's slender waist, lightning coalescing at his fingertips into the shape of a pointer: "Let's make it clear first, tutoring fees are calculated by the quarter hour. If you're buying the Chaos Theory course as a package..." His words were interrupted by Ye Shuli's elbow strike, the woman's ears turning red as she glared at him: "Do you think this is a vegetable market?"

The leaders of various factions gathered around with complicated expressions, and the natal sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master suddenly emitted a clear and melodious sword sound.

The old man stroked his sword and sighed, "If someone had told me back then that the laws of heaven and earth could be deduced using talismans..." He flicked his finger and shattered the seal on the sword, and the boundless sword energy transformed into a sky full of stars. "The Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion is willing to be the vanguard and help the Venerable One reconstruct the order of the spirit world!"

**The hour of Xu (7-9 PM): Disaster strikes again**

When the first bronze crane lamp lit up again, Ye Shuli was using topology to correct the protective array.

Jiang Ye suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind, gently rubbing his chin against the top of her head: "My wife, look, the shrine those old fogies built for you is even more magnificent than the temple for marriage."

"Shut up." Ye Shuli's skin behind her ears flushed slightly, but the spiritual power at the tip of her pen steadily drew out the Hamiltonian symbol.

The moment the formation was completed, the flow of spiritual energy throughout the spirit world was suddenly visualized as a magnificent Lorenz butterfly, fluttering its wings in the night sky as if about to take flight.

Before the cheers could spread, the Bronze Mirror Sea suddenly boiled like lava.

The fragments of the mechanical eyeballs that had just calmed down reassembled, piecing together a cursed totem hundreds of feet tall.

The cultivators who were collecting spiritual energy crystals suddenly screamed in agony as their fingers, which were touching the crystals, rapidly carbonized into a stream of data.

"It's finally here." Jiang Ye smiled and wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his lips, the blue lightning condensing into the shape of a bazooka rocket launcher in his palm.

Ye Shuli looked at the black figure that emerged from the cursed totem. The golden light emanating from the phoenix feather hairpin illuminated the patterns on the other party's black robe—it was clearly the initial code of the artificial intelligence she was developing before she transmigrated.

The curse messenger raised his hand and tore open a spatial rift, revealing a dense array of quantum computers behind it.

A mechanical voice, accompanied by electronic noise, shook the heavens and earth: [Formatting process restarted; error subject Ye Shuli—cleared]