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

The star trail mark on Jiang Ye's wrist was still burning hot.

He shook his arm, and the pebbles beneath his feet rolled down with the fluctuations of spiritual energy, causing the newly formed spiritual veins to ripple.

Ye Shuli was squatting in front of the blue-glowing crystal cluster, and the trajectory of spiritual energy drawn by her fingertips coincided with the parabola of a modern mathematical model.

“Fluid dynamics,” she suddenly spoke, her eyelashes, still covered in fragments of spirit crystal, trembling. “The attenuation coefficient of these spirit vein energy ripples has an error of no more than 3% compared to the Pacific Ocean current data.” The Klein bottle pattern flickered on her neck, the faded parts resembling pixels erased by program code.

The spirit balancing sprite suddenly crashed between the two, its translucent wings flapping out an alarm red light.

Jiang Ye instinctively pulled Ye Shuli behind him, his left hand already forming thirty-seven protective arrays—a number that precisely corresponded to the number of hidden injuries in his spiritual core.

A cracking sound, like a glacier splitting open, came from afar, and hundreds of twisted black shadows suddenly burst out from the supposedly stable spiritual vein.

"Step back!" Jiang Ye's throat tasted of rust.

Those creatures with imbalanced spiritual energy had swelled to more than twice their previous size, and the air currents stirred up by their deformed wings tore through the ground.

The sword energy he unleashed instantly turned into a silent firework upon colliding with the dark figure, and the blood droplets spurting from his tiger's mouth condensed into a strange Möbius strip in mid-air.

Ye Shuli suddenly pressed down on the back of his neck: "Nine shallow, one deep."

"At a time like this, you still—"

“Attack frequency!” She poked his third vertebra with her fingertip. “Nine probing attacks followed by a penetrating attack, doesn’t that look like the hexadecimal remainder of a binary conversion?” The spirit balance sprite suddenly projected a hologram onto her shoulder, and the movement trajectories of those shadowy figures were gradually revealing a Fibonacci spiral.

Jiang Ye finally figured out the pattern on his tenth rollover.

When he deliberately exposed an opening to lure in a ninth feint attack, his backhand sword pierced right into the attacking entity.

Dark green blood splattered onto the protective array, corroding holes shaped like Klein bottles.

More dark figures emitted ultrasonic-like shrieks, and the spiritual energy in the entire space began to flow backward.

"Southeast corner, 45 degrees!" Ye Shuli suddenly threw out three spirit crystal fragments.

Jiang Ye leaped into the air, stepping on the fragments, and the crescent-shaped arc drawn by her sword severed the three tentacles that were attacking her.

The moment their backs touched, the star trail mark and the pattern of the Klein bottle suddenly resonated, and the burst of silver-blue light caused the group of shadowy figures to retreat half a meter.

The icy aura of the Cold Jade Sword entered the battle at this moment.

The spirit seeker stepped out from the distorted spatial folds, and the frost flowers flying from the tip of his sword precisely froze the three black shadows that pounced on Ye Shuli.

He caught a glimpse of the glowing star trail mark on Jiang Ye's wrist, and his sword, which was originally about to pierce the shadow's vitals, suddenly deviated by half an inch.

"You've frozen my wife's hair!" Jiang Ye swung his sword, slicing through the ice.

With ice beads hanging from her hair, Ye Shuli was using two fragments of spirit crystal as tweezers to pick up a piece of corrosive substance from the wings of the spirit-balanced elf.

This overly calm action caused the spirit seeker's pupils to shrink slightly, and the sarcasm he was about to utter got stuck in his throat and turned into a cold snort.

The group of shadowy figures suddenly began to merge.

More than twenty smaller individuals collapsed into three giant beasts, their compound eyes arranged in a Cartesian coordinate system.

Jiang Ye's sword was suddenly bent by an unknown force when it touched an eyeball. He cursed and switched to an elbow strike, but then heard Ye Shuli's reminder: "Pay attention to the y-axis quadrant!"

The cold jade sword of the spirit seeker and Jiang Ye's elbow strike arrived at the same time.

When the sword's edge cuts through the spiritual energy node in the fourth quadrant, the bent blade happens to jam the closing spatial rift.

None of the three spoke, but their attack ranges were automatically divided into complementary 120-degree fan-shaped areas.

Ye Shuli stood at the center of the triangle, constantly converting the analysis results into concise instructions: "Refractive index 1.78, avoid the resonance zone!"

The spirit balancing sprite suddenly emitted a sharp buzzing sound.

The newly formed spiritual veins began to seep out amber-colored substances, and the spiritual crystal fragments that should have been purified suddenly turned around and aimed at Ye Shuli's heart.

Jiang Ye and the Spirit Realm Pursuer returned to defend simultaneously, their two swords crossed in an X shape to block the first wave of attacks, but were forcibly separated by some force when the second wave arrived.

"Don't touch those liquids!" Ye Shuli suddenly grabbed the two of them by the back of their collars and pulled them back. "The surface tension coefficient is abnormal. The Pascal pressure generated after contact with air is enough to crush a Spirit Lord-level protective shield." The pattern on the Klein bottle on her wrist suddenly became three-dimensional, absorbing all the dripping amber liquid into the imaginary space.

The shadowy behemoth let out a resentful roar, and its body began to appear pixelated.

The spirit seeker suddenly plunged the Cold Jade Sword into the ground, and the burst of ice shards pinned the last two giant beasts to the still unclosed spatial rift.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Jiang Ye unleashed thirty-seven consecutive explosive talismans, and the projection of the Milky Way's spiral arm appeared in the exploding flames.

As the last trace of distorted spiritual energy was swallowed by the patterns on the Klein bottle, the entire battlefield became so quiet that the clicking sound of the spiritual crystals growing could be heard.

Jiang Ye poked the frozen remains of the giant beast with his sword sheath: "Do you think they might be like that guy... you know, one of those in the movies that can split into multiple copies..."

"Shut up." Ye Shuli was drawing Maxwell's equations on the ground with spirit crystal shards, while the spirit energy balance sprite on top of her head was flashing wildly.

The spirit seeker silently wiped away the fresh blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but the tip of his cold jade sword suddenly pointed towards the still fluctuating spiritual vein in the southeast.

All three weapons simultaneously emitted warning hums.

The amber-colored liquid, which had not yet solidified, suddenly floated up and arranged itself into three intersecting Klein bottle models.

The star trail mark on Jiang Ye's wrist began to rotate in reverse, while the patterns on Ye Shuli's neck were being recolored by some force at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The spirit energy balance sprite suddenly exploded into countless points of light.

The droplets of blood falling from Jiang Ye's sword tip created tiny ripples on the spirit crystal ground.

Ye Shuli suddenly pressed down on his trembling wrist, her gunpowder-stained fingers tracing the scorching lines of the star trail markings: "There's still a 0.3% phase difference in residual energy."

The spirit energy balance sprite re-condensed into a palm-sized ball of light, projecting a three-dimensional energy map onto Ye Shuli's shoulder.

The spirit seeker suddenly placed the Cold Jade Sword between the two, its blade reflecting the writhing shadows deep within the southeastern spiritual vein: "Seventeen energy peaks are stacking."

“Arithmetic sequence.” Ye Shuli squinted at the fluctuating values ​​on the graph, then suddenly tossed three spirit crystal fragments into the air.

The fragments automatically arranged themselves into a Fibonacci spiral during their fall, bursting into a silver-blue light net the instant they pierced the black mist.

The lurking, spiritually imbalanced creatures let out high-pitched screams, and hundreds of fist-sized black shadows fell like a swarm of bats doused with strong acid.

Jiang Ye kicked aside the still twitching wreckage at his feet, and tapped the icicles that had frozen the last three giant beasts with his sword sheath: "If this stuff were made into shaved ice..."

"Shut up." Ye Shuli conjured a phantom of a Klein bottle at her fingertips, drawing the last few strands of distorted spiritual energy into the imaginary space.

The sudden applause caused the spirit energy balance sprite to explode into a blinding ball of light, and Jiang Ye's sword was already three inches from the intruder's throat.

The dark patterns on the leader of the turbulent forces' black robes flowed with a blood-red light, and the force with which he deflected a sword's edge forced Jiang Ye back half a step. "You've certainly cleared out the scum for me," he said, the newly formed spiritual veins behind him suddenly twisting into a cage shape. "Now it's time to collect our reward."

The Klein bottle pattern on Ye Shuli's neck suddenly rotated counterclockwise, shattering the incoming spiritual energy chains.

Using the recoil, Jiang Ye leaped into the air, and thirty-seven burning talismans flew out from the spatial rift cleaved by his sword: "I'm so sorry I didn't shatter your spirit core last time!"

The spirit seeker's cold jade sword drew an ice barrier on the ground, freezing the eight tentacles that emerged from the earth.

The leader of the turbulent forces grinned maliciously as he tore open his shirt, revealing a dark red spirit crystal embedded in his chest that was frantically absorbing the remaining energy of the battlefield: "Those below the level of a god are all ants; this saying needs updating."

Ye Shuli suddenly joined the two spirit crystal fragments together at a right angle, and the refracted beam of spiritual energy precisely pierced the crack in the dark red spirit crystal.

As the leader of the turbulent forces roared, shattering the ice shards, Jiang Ye had already stepped onto the falling ice fragments and rushed into his blind spot on the left.

The moment the Cold Jade Sword and the Star Track Sword pierced the spirit crystal simultaneously, the third fragment that Ye Shuli threw out perfectly completed the triangular positioning.

"Now!" The modern chemical bond model formed by her hands suddenly materialized, locking the dark red spirit crystal within the covalent structure.

The shockwave unleashed by the leader of the turbulent forces blew away Jiang Ye's headband, but the moment it touched Ye Shuli, it was redirected by the patterns on the Klein bottle.

The spirit seeker suddenly plunged the Cold Jade Sword into the ice, and the burst of extreme cold froze the lower half of the leader of the turbulent forces in place.

Jiang Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and thrust the Star Orbit Sword three inches into the crack in the dark red spirit crystal: "Your power bank is doomed!"

The moment the dark red spirit crystal exploded, Ye Shuli used her imaginary space to absorb ninety percent of the impact.

The remaining energy wave knocked Jiang Ye to the side, tearing his cloak, the Spirit Realm Seeker's cloak, to shreds and revealing the hideous old wound on his back.

"Impossible..." The leader of the turbulent forces knelt in the ice shards, watching as the scattered fragments of spirit crystal were absorbed by the newly formed spirit veins. "I clearly calculated all the variables..."

“You overlooked modern statistics.” Ye Shuli picked up a still-smoking fragment of a spirit crystal. “Your energy absorption curve has a periodic error of 3.14%.”

The remaining minions dissipated into black smoke amidst the shrieks of the spirit-balancing elves.

Jiang Ye poked the completely shattered dark red spirit crystal with his sword scabbard, then turned to the Spirit Realm pursuer and raised an eyebrow: "That 'Freezing a Thousand Miles' move just now was pretty good. How about considering switching to cold chain logistics?"

The spirit energy balancer suddenly emitted a soft hum, and the newly formed spiritual veins radiated a pure blue light.

Ye Shuli pressed down on the pulsating patterns of the Klein bottle, staring at the fleeting abnormal fluctuations deep within the spiritual vein.

The fragments of the prophetic inscription left by the sage of the spirit world suddenly became hot in her storage bag, and the incomplete ancient text seemed to be warning her about something.

“It’s over.” Jiang Ye put his arm around her shoulder a little tighter than usual, and the star trail mark was still slightly warm.

The Spirit Realm Seeker silently sheathed his Jade Sword. As he turned, a fragment of his cloak swept across Ye Shuli's hand, leaving behind the outline of a Klein bottle formed from ice crystals.

As the last wisp of distorted spiritual energy dissipated into the newly formed spiritual vein, the spiritual energy balancing spirit suddenly split into twelve points of light, disappearing into the spiritual vein nodes in the east, west, south, and north directions.

Ye Shuli bent down and picked up a spirit crystal that refracted seven-colored light, only to find that there was a string of light patterns resembling binary code inside that was being reassembled.

"Look at this." She held the spirit crystal up to Jiang Ye's eyes. "Doesn't it look like a compressed topological structure?"

Just as Jiang Ye was about to take a closer look, the spirit crystal suddenly transformed into flowing liquid energy in his palm.

As the Klein bottle pattern automatically absorbed this energy, Ye Shuli clearly felt an unfamiliar tremor frequency coming from the imaginary space—like someone gently knocking on the door from the other end.