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

As the crimson barrier dissipated, the meshing sound of bronze gears caused pebbles to fall in a rustling sound.

Ye Shuli pressed her throbbing temples. The metal structures that should have belonged to a modern laboratory were now slowly spinning in the ruins of the spirit world.

Before the spirit balancing sprite withdrew from the birthmark, it left a scorching spiritual energy mark on her palm.

“These are reverse magnetic field lines.” Ye Shuli traced the engraving with her bloodied fingertips, then suddenly grabbed Jiang Ye’s wrist. “Set your spiritual power to oscillate thirty-two times per second.”

The cold jade sword of the Spirit Realm Seeker hummed as it plunged into the ground: "Nonsense! There's nothing like that in the Nine Transformations of the Spirit Pivot..."

"Shut up." Ye Shuli forcibly twisted the spiritual energy of the two of them into a spiral shape.

When the frequencies of modern electromagnetics collided with the ripples of the spirit world, countless fluorescent particles suddenly rose from the forbidden ruins.

Her pupils contracted slightly—this was clearly a spiritual version of a particle accelerator.

Jiang Ye grimaced as he maintained his spiritual energy output: "Wife, my dantian is about to burn through..."

"I won't die." Ye Shuli flicked out three jade fragments, which then got into the gear groove.

As the jade piece refracted the Klein blue beam of light, honey-like spiritual energy seeped out from the originally closed entrance to the barrier.

The spirit seeker suddenly swung his sword, severing the incoming spiritual energy tendrils. The blade grazed Jiang Ye's ear and embedded itself in the rock wall.

"Thirty seconds." Ye Shuli's forehead was beaded with cold sweat as she watched the spiritual energy flow gradually condense into the shape of a Möbius strip.

As the last ring snapped shut, the entrance to the barrier burst open, and the surging spiritual energy whipped Jiang Ye's blood-stained hair ribbon off.

The spirit seeker stepped into the azure light barrier first: "Beware of mirror traps..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Ye's star-patterned dart was already embedded in the right-side stone wall.

The moment the dart reflected seven layers of images, the entire space suddenly twisted into a kaleidoscope shape.

Ye Shuli pulled the two of them back three steps, watching as the spot where they had been standing collapsed into a black hole of spiritual energy.

“Follow my footsteps.” Ye Shuli tore off a piece of her skirt and tied it into a fluorescent marker. “There’s a problem with the refractive index here.”

Jiang Ye hopped forward, stepping on the spots she had marked: "This is not scientific..."

“Keeping your mouth shut will save you 30% of your spiritual energy.” Ye Shuli suddenly stopped.

The twelve-sided crystal suspended in front of them is rotating in the Fibonacci sequence, and each rotation shoots out poisonous light spikes.

The spirit seeker summoned an ice shield by making a hand seal, but it was melted by the light spikes, leaving honeycomb-like holes.

"Back off!" Jiang Ye suddenly lunged at the crystal.

The moment the star-patterned dart struck the crystal core, his entire body was suddenly enveloped in a viscous spiritual energy gel, turning him into an amber-like form.

Ye Shuli saw the bulging veins on his neck, and the gelatinous substance was frantically absorbing his life force.

The spirit seeker swung his sword, slashing at the gelatinous substance: "This is from a spirit-devouring slug..."

"Don't use metal!" Ye Shuli snapped off a hairpin, cutting her palm.

The spiritual energy mixed with blood streaks drew a double-slit interference pattern in the air. When the light pierced through the blood pattern and projected onto the crystal surface, the entire trap suddenly trembled violently.

She seized the opportunity to insert the hairpin into the focal point of the interference diagram, and the crystal shattered into dust.

Jiang Ye collapsed into the mucus, coughing violently: "I almost thought I was going to be dried up like a dried-up human body..."

"Remember to write your will before you try to be a hero next time." Ye Shuli flicked out the hemostatic powder, but her gaze was drawn to the crystal fragments—those fragments were automatically arranging themselves into a DNA double helix structure, pointing towards a glowing altar deep in the passageway.

The spirit balancing sprite suddenly emitted a warning buzzing sound from the birthmark.

As the group approached the altar, countless spiritual energy veins suddenly appeared on the ground, resembling the neural network diagrams that Ye Shuli had seen in the laboratory.

Jiang Ye's star-patterned dart flew uncontrollably toward the center of the altar, and the moment it touched the bronze cauldron, dense quantum cloud patterns appeared on the cauldron's body.

"This is not a creation of the spirit world at all." Ye Shuli pressed her throbbing temples, as modern physics formulas and ancient spiritual techniques clashed fiercely in her mind.

The bronze gear that rose from the cauldron began to automatically disassemble and recombine, gradually solidifying into the dodecahedral Klein bottle that she had once drawn on the wave function drawing.

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The Klein bottle, formed from bronze gears, suddenly collapsed into a point of light, revealing a secret chamber behind it covered with vein-like patterns.

The spirit seeker's sword tip lifted a wisp of black mist, which then emitted a sound like a baby crying.

"It's Soul-Devouring Miasma!" Jiang Ye flung out a star-patterned dart, creating a protective barrier. "This thing specifically feeds on the consciousness of living beings..."

Before the words were even finished, the spirit seeker had already split open the amber crystal in the center of the secret chamber.

The moment the spirit crystal, shrouded in black mist, was exposed, countless crimson vines suddenly sprouted from the entire secret chamber.

Ye Shuli stared at the dark purple fluid flowing inside the crystal and suddenly grabbed Jiang Ye, who was about to step forward to investigate: "This is the decay trajectory of radioactive material!"

The spirit balancing sprite suddenly trembled violently within her birthmark.

As the black mist condensed into a giant hand and grabbed at the spirit crystal, the pursuer of the spirit realm's icy jade sword was already slashing down.

The moment the sword blade touched the spirit crystal, the backlash of dark power sent him flying, his back slamming heavily against a wall covered in spikes.

"You brute!" Ye Shuli threw a hemostatic powder at his wound.

Jiang Ye used his star-patterned dart to pry away the vines that had wrapped around him, and discovered that the plants were actually feeding on the splattered blood droplets to grow.

The dark purple fluid on the surface of the spirit crystal began to boil, emitting black smoke with a sulfurous smell.

Ye Shuli suddenly ripped open her collar, revealing a birthmark: "Little thing, time to get to work." The spirit balancing sprite transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the spirit crystal, colliding with the dark purple fluid to create a quantum-entangled blue light.

Countless intersecting light grids began to appear throughout the secret chamber, cutting the black mist into fragmented nebula shapes.

"An electromagnetic shielding cage?" Jiang Ye stared in disbelief at the familiar grating structure.

Suddenly, the jade pendant at his waist emitted a red light, and the leader of the turbulent forces burst through the wall with a stench of blood, the black hole condensed in his palm directly smashing into the purifying spirit crystal.

Ye Shuli flung out three jade pieces to form a triangular barrier: "You're courting death!" Her rapidly moving hand seals contained binary code, and her spiritual energy flowed through the void, drawing a three-dimensional Cartesian coordinate system.

The black hole of the leader of the turbulent forces collided with the coordinate grid, twisting and deforming as if it had crashed into a non-Euclidean geometric space.

Jiang Ye suddenly sprang up, his spiritual energy condensing into a crimson-gold armor.

The star-patterned darts reformed into a spear in his palm, and the phantom of a fire phoenix rising from the spear tip burned the blood-red vines to ashes. "It's time to settle the score for stealing my spirit core last time!" The moment the spear pierced the black hole, time and space seemed to freeze for a moment.

The leader of the turbulent forces grinned as he tore open the curse mark on his chest: "You think you're a Spirit King level..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ye's spear tip suddenly burst forth with a burst of intense light like a gamma-ray burst.

The spiritual energy frequencies modified by Ye Shuli perfectly suppressed the dark matter energy surging around him.

The spirit energy balance sprite suddenly let out a clear cry, and the last wisp of black mist on the surface of the spirit crystal dissipated.

The cursed seal of the leader of the turbulent forces began to backfire, causing countless writhing tumors to swell up under his skin.

When Jiang Ye's spear pierced his chest, the tumors spontaneously formed a begging spell.

"Too late." Ye Shuli coldly watched the disintegrating leader.

The moment the purified spirit crystal ascended into the sky, the dark clouds in the entire spirit realm began to swirl and fade, and the withered spiritual veins surged forth with emerald-colored light again.

Jiang Ye's blood-stained armor turned into specks of light and dissipated. He staggered and fell into Ye Shuli's arms.

The spirit seeker silently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sheathed the cold jade sword: "His spirit core contains..."

"Thirty-seven hidden injuries." Ye Shuli suddenly interrupted him, lightly tapping Jiang Ye's chest with her fingertip. "Every time you try to be strong, you precisely step on the edge." The spirit energy balancing sprites danced around her, their scattering fluorescent light healing everyone's wounds.

As the first ray of pure sunlight pierced through the clouds, the sage of the spirit world appeared, holding a crystal ball: "The contract mark of the balance spirit..." He suddenly fell silent halfway through his sentence.

The Klein bottle pattern that appeared on Ye Shuli's birthmark perfectly matched the star trail mark on Jiang Ye's wrist.

The spirit seeker turned and stepped into the halo, the cold jade sword leaving a long trail of ice behind him.

Jiang Ye suddenly shouted at the figure's back: "Hey!"

Three hundred li to the southwest, there is a place to treat backlash...

"Mind your own business." The cold voice disappeared into the light screen along with the figure.

Ye Shuli suddenly pressed her throbbing temples as the purified spirit crystal fragments began to reassemble in her mind—it was clearly a miniature version of the Milky Way's cantilever structure.

The spirit energy balancer suddenly emitted an alarm buzzing, and Ye Shuli looked at the fading Klein bottle pattern on her palm.

The newly formed spiritual vein in the distance suddenly rippled abnormally, as if an invisible eraser was wiping away some traces of its existence.